Splinters

by Your Agenda Kills

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All songs and lyrics written by Your Agenda Kills.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jannik Blank.

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released June 20, 2017

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Track Name: Disruption
Run, always run

Resting means defeat

In-between is where I live

So clarity can´t find me

Losing grip and touch

Opacity is home

Where reality is untraceable and truth becomes numb



Tricky gaps between the signs and the things widen every day

Where semiotics fail and disruption lurks

Your feelings make you pay.



Hide, always hide

Revealing means deceit

In-between is where I live

So clarity can´t find me

Losing grip and touch

Opacity is home

Where reality is untraceable and truth becomes numb


In this world of warmongers and free-market apologists

Of distorted frames and foul rhetoric

Where to turn when solid ground

constantly dissolves into particles


Our blind desire is what is left unstained

Fueling deceptive notions of content

no more rest, no more rest in here.


Resting means retreat

In-between is what I leave

Come clarity and find me

Gaining faith and trust

Consciousness is home

Where reflection and desire become one.
Track Name: Body Politic
Insertion, deletion, code me wrong

Inside out, from front to back

Disappearing outlines on the surface,

emerging patterns beneath the skin

Decrypt my essence, erase my flaws,

You can´t take what´s mine.

You can´t take what´s mine.


At the tip of my tongue

I can taste the outside

At the tip of my tongue

My mass against your shallowness


My fear, my hate, my rage

A different body politic

My skin, my guts, my story

Here I stand – uncorrected


I won´t dismantle

under your searching eye


At the tip of my fingers

I can feel the surface

My sensation against your ignorance


Assemblages of sense and thought

Conjunctions made of time

Stubborn flesh and fragile bones

Gathered around notions of resistance

Split me up and strip me down

You can´t find what´s me.

You can´t find what´s me.


My fear, my hate, my rage

A different body politic

My skin, my guts, my glory

Here I stand – uncorrected.


At the tip of my tongue

I can taste the outside

At the tip of my tongue

My sensation against your shallowness

At the tip of my fingers

I can feel the surface

My sensation against your ignorance

At the tip of my tongue

I can taste the outside

My sensation against your shallowness
Track Name: Mirrors
Are you up for a game

Of misdemeanor and blame?

A trip to cleverland

Where the dealer has no hand?


Can you take the risk

To look me in the eye?

Can you fake the bliss

And leave me satisfied?


Gazes trapped in a cage

Accurately forged from fear

However blessed with rage

But only one target here


Can you take the risk

To look me in the eye?

Can you fake the bliss

And leave me satisfied?


Make me whole again

I beg you

Make my world complete

I dare you

Make me


Can you take the risk

To look me in the eye?

Can you fake the bliss

And leave me satisfied?


Make me whole again

I beg you

Make my world complete

I dare you

Make me whole again

I dare you

Make me whole again
Track Name: Splinters
Drenched in dust

Confused by all the clarity

Illiterate by choice

The world becomes a blank

Torn apart by a gentle stroke

Reassembled as a multiplicity


A thousand pieces uplifted by gravity


Do away with all this guidance

Do away with all this paths

The secret is...


Enlightened through a veil of ignorance

The bliss becomes a curse

Remembering the future

Mere illusions left

left to trust


Do away with all this guidance

Do away with all this paths

The secret is to lose it

And to share our common loss

Splinters