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  1. What do y'all think of the lyrics from "Stinkfist" on the 1996 album Ænima? They are as follows: Something has to change. Un-deniable dilemma. Boredom's not a burden Anyone should bear. Constant over stimu-lation numbs me but I would not want you any other way. It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said I don't want it.
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  3. scalingsynthesis.com

    Ultimately, this comes down to the fact that people are different, and the stage of work we're in drives the tools we want to use. Some of us want a zoomable canvas. Others want an outliner. Even more of us want to move between these interfaces and a blank page structure, depending on what the current task demands of us.
  4. Even now being a seasoned Tool listener, my second listen through Opiate2 was a completely different experience than my first listen through. I thought it was enjoyable enough my first listen through. I thought it was amazing my second listen through. I think this partially has to do with Tool's complex song structures and song lengths.
  5. It's just a lack of belief in one. Do you know unicorns don't exist? Well you couldn't know that, but you still don't believe in them. You're an a-unicornist. Tool is absolutely against religion. The spiritual aspects of their music are there to be used as a tool for introspection into the self. Tool wants you to THINK FOR YOURSELF, QUESTION ...
  6. lyricinterpretations.com

    I don't want to be dismal. But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existence either." I don't want to be angry in my life and dismiss you as fake. But, I don't want to feel sorry for myself and you my entire life. "See, I want to believe you, and I want to trust, and I want to have faith to put away the dagger." I want to believe your claims ...
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    Dec 8, 2023Tool is an American progressive metal band from Los Angeles, California.. Formed in 1990, the group's line-up has included drummer Danny Carey, guitarist Adam Jones, and vocalist Maynard James Keenan.. Since 1995, Justin Chancellor has been the band's bassist, replacing their original bassist Paul D'Amour.. Tool has won three Grammy Awards, performed worldwide tours, and produced albums ...
  8. habitsonpurpose.com

    Picture the parent leaves and says, "The kids need to get to doing X-Y-Z tasks. Please do this. Please do that. Don't do this. Don't do that. The snacks are on the third shelf, etc. I'll be back in two hours." Let's imagine the kids are doing, as many kids do with new baby-sitters, there are messes. There's tooth-paste on the wall.
  9. songmeanings.com

    People tell me what to say, What to think, And what ... You can hear the rage in Maynard's voice. Tool hates it, and I totally don't blame them. BTW, the music video is AWESOME. ... for example i could say i don't like so and so and in my heart want to kill them but thats socially acceptable to actually not like someone or even hate someone but ...

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  1. Third Eye
    Tool
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    "See, I think drugs have done some good things for us, I really do"
    "And if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor"
    "Go home tonight and take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your CDs and burn 'em"
    "'Cause you know what? The musicians who've made all that great music"
    "That's enhanced your lives throughout the years?"
    "Real fucking high on drugs"
    "Today a young man on acid realized
    That all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration"
    "That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively"
    "There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves"
    "Here's Tom with the weather"
    "It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom, that's what it is, okay?"
    "Keep that in mind at all times, thank you"
    Dreaming of that face again
    It's bright and blue and shimmering
    Grinning wide and comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes
    On my back and tumbling
    Down that hole and back again (back again)
    Rising up and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye
    In
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    Out
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    A child's rhyme stuck in my head
    It said that life is but a dream
    I've spent so many years in question
    To find I've known this all along
    So good to see you
    I've missed you so much
    So glad it's over
    I've missed you so much
    Came out to watch you play
    Why are you running away?
    Came out to watch you play
    Why are you running?
    Shrouding all the ground around me
    Is this holy crow above me?
    Black as holes within a memory
    Blue as our new second sun
    I stick my hand into the shadow
    To pull the pieces from the sand
    Which I attempt to reassemble
    See just who I might have been
    I do not recognize the vessel
    But the eyes seem so familiar
    Like phosphorescent desert buttons
    Singing one familiar song
    So good to see you
    I've missed you so much
    So glad it's over
    I've missed you so much
    Came out to watch you play
    Why are you running away?
    Came out to watch you play
    Why are you running away?
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    So good to see you once again
    I thought that you were hiding
    And you thought that I had run away
    Chasing the tail of dogma
    I opened my eye
    I opened my eye
    I opened my eye, and then we were
    I opened my eye
    I opened my eye
    I opened my eye, and there we were
    So good to see you once again
    I thought that you were hiding from me
    And you thought that I had run away
    Chasing a trail of smoke and reason
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
    Prying open my third eye
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