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Cut The Wire

by 51 Peg

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They hang us on the hook They hang us out to dry Won’t they be surprised When the bait defends its life? They incorporate corporate corporeality into cerebral cells No one can help you get up off the floor if they can’t figure out where you fell Nobody cares how good you can swim at the bottom of an empty well And no one extracts the moral From the story you never tell Cut the wire Feed the fire Close the door It’s getting cold The story is in the book You can read it at your leisure Stunted by design And shamed away from pleasure And for the mind There is no sympathy And for the heart There is no sympathy And for the hand There is no sympathy They’re gonna break you if you try Nobody cares how good you can swim at the bottom of an empty well And no one connects the glory to the hero who finally fell Cut the wire Feed the fire Close the door It’s getting cold It seems to me the hardest of hearts are breaking everywhere And we can’t seem to remedy these diseases of despair The weight of what we watch is what we wish we could repair But they’ve taken the tools and twisted the rules to reflect what is theirs It’s gonna blow up someday They hang us on the hook They hang us out to dry Won’t they be surprised When the bait defends its life? Nobody cares how good you can swim at the bottom of an empty well And no one extracts the moral From the story you never tell Cut the wire Feed the fire Close the door It’s getting cold It seems to me the hardest of hearts are breaking everywhere And we can’t seem to remedy these diseases of despair The way the whole thing works is what we wish we could repair But they’ve taken the tools and twisted the rules to make the whole thing theirs It’s gonna blow up someday IT’S GONNA BLOW UP SOMEDAY
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From word of mouth to wax To cartridge To disc Now Hungry brains are being fed by calculated risk Manufactured indignation Shameless ego masturbation Leaning harder and farther in an entirely new direction When messages mislead you What are you listening for? When disingenuous turns of phrase Don’t even rhyme anymore We’re gonna teach you to tolerate We’ll do it with a fist So Turn your back on conformity But do it just like this Leering at each other Through fences made of fear As an anachronistic antichrist advances from the rear Bats in the attic We’re fucking fanatical Friendships fade away The reason for playing this lazy game grows hazier every day When messages mislead you What are you listening for? When disingenuous turns of phrase Don’t even rhyme anymore We’re gonna teach you to tolerate We’ll do it with a fist So Turn your back on conformity But do it just like this JUST LIKE THIS
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Hope supply depleted The foes we face are undefeated Colors faded Hearts are jaded Happiness avoids the understated And talent takes a second seat To the gauche and overrated We come around the corner to see Exactly what we wanted to be Is floating far away we sell our dreams to pay the bills And even in an alternate scene Were trapped beneath nefarious schemes The keepers seem to need to see us choking down their pills The way of the future is so frightening And we’ve grown tired Of running toward the lightning Let’s loosen up the sails Let’s let the next thing happen as it will Besides The bills Are greater than the merchants’ will We come around the corner to see Exactly what we wanted to be Is floating far away we sell our dreams to pay the bills And even in an alternate scene Were trapped beneath nefarious schemes The keepers seem to need to see us choking down their pills And when we surround ourselves With the kindred, the brethren, the whistles and bells We can push it all away for a day With the stories we tell ourselves Be polite Don’t fight Just write And recognize the regimented time frame Don’t criticize Don’t cry Don’t dream Don’t scream No one with the capacity to help you Can hear you anymore

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released May 1, 2020

Brian Fasani - drums \ additional synths
Carlo Pizarro - guitars \ bass
Jeff Sargent - vocals
Tim Phillips - synths

All songs written and produced by 51 Peg

Mixed, mastered, and drums engineered by Tony Correlli at The Deep End Studio (Baltimore, MD)

Vocal sessions produced by Marcus Davis at Triple Wide Studios (Tucson, AZ)

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51 Peg Washington, D.C.

51 Peg are a dark synth rock band, influenced by Depeche Mode, NIN, and more. Named after the extrasolar planet 51 Pegasi.

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