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album  : Meantime
groupe : Helmet
sortie   : 1992

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01- In The Meantime
02- Ironhead
03- Give It
04- Unsung
05- Turned Out
06- He Feels Bad
07- Better
08- You Borrowed
09- FBLA II
10- Role Model

In The Meantime

earth tone suits you
so give it a smile
if i could hold your feet down
get to know for awhile

to make due is a promise
hard to keep without help
never taught to look in
i'm too concerned with my health

help me spread right, ash is
cow fertilized
come down in a feed town
strength to minimize
hold it
in the meantime

Ironhead

safe to kill
it all comes back or
stick it out and
wage my own attack

lift me up through
what i've found
bite my lip
how far down is down ?

time to take
what i know
keep it in and
live here all alone

what's the worst or
better dead
wear it out
the pain is in my head

Give It

killing hurts
has to be done
peace and love and
who's number one
the right to give
learn to bleed it's free
pain is outside
lift it up to see

step ahead
always wear the past
dying soothe me
beneath the smell of grass
no world secret
kept is too intent
i've got my nerve
self-help confidence

confidence

Unsung

your contribution left unnoticed some
association with an image
just credit time for showing up again
attention wandered i'm left with it

gone by sin too slowly
can't pass it upo
then i thought nothing is right
i turned it off

to die unsung would really bring you down
although wet eyes would never suit you
walk through no archetypal suicide to
die young is far too boring these days

your will to speak clearly
exposed too much
unsung once too often
could not rub off

Turned Out

come off crisp and play up to the cynic
clean and schooled right down to the minute
you need to hear that your life is rough
speaking out and cold that you've had enough

you know how to live and your heart's gone "bi"
substance rush giving art a try
your righteous squat's been burned to the
ground
pass the buck
never utter a sound

high times, hard times
downtown julie brown

you turned out
wasted time
need escape me
missed it, right ?
you turned out
take my tim
give it to you
get out

He Feels Bad

so i take it out
every chance i get
left to be so mean
still it's sane and so sympathetic

want to feel bad
but you can't say no

it's no cause at all
it comes down to you and
who bleeds who ?

just past the day
pleasant leaves you
comes to you the same way
passed on
every day's the last day
no one sees you
walk the part to stay
not you

judge yourself again
age is no excuse
had to find a way to
close my eyes, call it back and shoot

Better


get it right
my last word sins
i taste it now
omission wins

for keeping down
my better side
i still ignore
and try to hide
so get out

the easy word
will never slip
i brought it down
to take the lip

don't need to know
don't have to feel
our better side
i had to steal

your better, you die better
write down the day, expend it
work it in again, death ends it

You Borrowed

i'll throw you scraps and talk
the bad things
the language or the motive
affected shown is

self imitating
trust the dying breed
the pitch i made has been

on my end i trust in
what's left here
to lie is
admired your trust in
without fear
you borrow

my world of one speak up
the good things
the guidelines let me follow
offense is borrowed

FBLA II

lost senses
attention you get
short step is mighty
now your need turns sick

to realize is the
fasted defense
stand yourself on right and
wear this thin

land it

i have to get it
get it right
what i need
it's what i need

Role Model

assume my stand
i could certain lose it
reach out
show you help
look down and take a chance
feel like i've gone
too far the reason comes
beg to know
talk to hear
wonder how it came out wrong

one saves
gone right
one begs
lost sight