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Karnivool - Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 17 - Set Fire to the Hive
Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 17
Disc 1
01. Little Lion Man
02. Lisztomania
03. Parlez Vous Francais
04. Bulletproof
05. Uprising
06. Chase That Feeling
07. Heavy Cross
08. Broken Leg
09. One Way Road
10. Fire
11. Dog Days Are Over
12. Animal
13. Audacity of Huge
14. Coin Laundry
15. (If You’re Wondering If I Want You to) I Want You To
16. All of the Dreamers
17. Blood
18. Islands
19. Pursuit of Happiness (Nightmare)
20. Shooting Stars
21. Buttons (CSS remix)
Disc 2
01. Bonkers
02. Heads Will Roll
03. Cousins
04. Sleepyhead
05. Home
06. Not Fair
07. Ramona Was a Waitress
08. Fader
09. Warp 1.9
10. Set Fire to the Hive
11. Help I’m Alive
12. We Won’t Run
13. The Waitress Song
14. Two Weeks
15. Raindrops
16. Sometimes
17. The Good News
18. Sticks ’n’ Stones
19. Crying Lightning
20. Cement
21. My Girls
I don't know what's wrong but I'm on fire,
It seers through my hands, leaving skin on the wire
Awake in this womb with a crown sting in my self
When I listen, the same cry plays on.

We're slaves
In this medicated cage
Make a decision to face this change.
The rules they don't explain
So why do we obey?

Politics, religion, your vision's the same
You played us, as both a cancer and a cure
Which reminds me that it's just a game
You're alibi a sales pitch
Your pretty boy, pretty face dolled up again
A star for us to adore
And you man you've got to be more
Cause this effects all.

It's nice to know you're with us today
I've seen you in the fall along the way.

I spit in the mouth of your god
Who whispers in the minds of our children
You've been sold again.
Set fire to the hive as you flee
It's fiction, a faceless illusion
You've been had again.

You swing this wrecking ball
A violent pendulum
To hypnotize them all.

The writing on the wall,
That we keep missing
A structure built to fall
Still we all obey.

It's nice to know you're with us today
I've seen you in the fog along the way.

I spit in the mouth of your god
Who whispers in the minds of our children
You've been sold again
Set fire to the hive as you flee
It's fiction, a faceless illusion
You've been had again.

There's no second chances here
There's no second chances here
There's no second chances here.