1. |
Bound
03:36
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Iʼm constantly bridging, All my answers make it worse.
Explaining myself, feeling like this trial wonʼt ever end. Now, a minute of silence. Thereʼs red in the valley, was it worth it? If existing is worthless, then biding time is a K.O fight.
Iʼm out, Iʼm out, wake me now.
How can you call it a win? Weʼre down in our luck, donʼt you save us. We call it violence, down and out, donʼt come and save us, yet.
Toughen up, we were bound to love. Weʼre breaking a calling trust. Waster, so bad, itʼs us. Iʼm bad enough. So call it off, we donʼt run.
How can you call it a win,
When weʼre bound to love, weʼll lose again.
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2. |
Distant Light
03:39
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Erase myself, I dive into pieces
I needed help, I needed hell.
The soul needs help, more inner reasons
I'm wishing you well but I needed hell.
The closed sign, on the roadside
How it tore me to pieces.
Now we wait in distant light.
Through the closed eyes, breaks a soft sigh.
And we know this is difference.
Now we wait in distant light.
Erase myself, I dive into pieces.
I'm wishing you well but I needed hell.
The closed sign, on the roadside
How it tore me to pieces.
Now we wait in distant light.
Through the closed eyes, breaks a soft sigh.
And we know this is difference.
Now we wait in distant light.
(dive, dive)
Erase myself, I dive into pieces.
Erase myself, I dive into earth.
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3. |
Bright Eyes
02:57
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I'm taking in my news, from the outside.
I quit listening to you. Now I know, my mind.
Hey young, bright eyes.
Your head won't work, so take mine.
I'm breaking out of use.
Now I feel fine.
Can't loosen up this noose, from these caged eyes.
Flawed in circuits bind.
Caged eyes encase mine.
Faults near finished lines.
Bound for, these heaven times.
What is it worth, to say?
(Hey young)
Lessons learnt along the line,
staking out the truth or lie.
(Hey young)
We trade in fear of losing time.
How does it feel to say?
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4. |
Chasing Knives
03:54
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Break lights, they turn about.
Quiet, it’s shadows out.
Almost, in turning signals.
I’m ghosting, I guess it’s a bust out.
Well I claim I’m honest,
there’s truth in a tale.
I’m strong and able.
I won’t wait in.
For a daunting forest,
I fail on the want list.
While I’m wrong in label,
I won’t wait in.
Darken now, the moon chases.
Flicker up fade, senses are racing.
Call back soon and settle in.
I’m ghosting, they crave it.
(Why won’t you wait in.)
This is us, in an outline.
I don’t mind, where you lay.
Oh, as long as you breathe, you are brave.
And it’s fine, to not die.
Just admit you’re a fool chasing knives.
And bye, my lifeline.
I won’t wait in.
I’m done, waiting.
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5. |
The Hope List
03:51
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Will all my songs, reveal my pain.
It’s such a shame, it’s just a game.
Will anyone, still listen then.
It’s such a game, I lose again.
But now and then I,
Now and then I, listen.
While I lay awake, I let the bitterness in.
It’s not view, then shame on you.
It’s just the way, such a crooked game.
I hold out hope, for everyone.
While I lay awake, I let the bitterness in.
Watch me ride it out now, instead I write it all down.
This is my hope list.
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6. |
Keeper
03:33
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Face down, Iʼve been smothered in.
Drown out the surface, so I canʼt swim.
Remembered a time, now Iʼve done it.
The lies I told disguise a fold, I promise. What I was told, reflects us all. I want this.
Cheater, when my head unties, please tell me why I need her. Sheʼs my keeper.
(In my mind, didnʼt I want this?)
Failure, I knew it was all I could hope for. The debt of a promise, could I ever be honest.
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7. |
(Untitled)
00:58
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8. |
Something I Said
04:12
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How could I allow myself,
to twist in shape, to fade up in hate.
Oh, why?
I’m choking a lie I sell,
an assist in a way, will bitterness stay?
Oh, why?
Took something I said,
into making it wrong.
Now I’ll,
always fear the way I felt about truth.
Did it over again,
stood the winning fall.
Darling say the words, and I’ll take my move.
I’m floating on a bridge.
To see who witnesses.
Sinking in bitterness,
‘cause all my friends have called in..
Sick of the rhetoric,
when no-one’s innocent here.
I’m mending all my friends,
‘cause I got sick of blending in.
Sick of blending in.
(How could I not know)
Took something I said,
into making it wrong.
(this would take hold)
Now I’ll,
always fear the way I felt about truth.
(Unfold. Take. Darling save us.)
(How could I not know)
Did it over again,
stood the winning fall.
(this would take hold)
Darling say the words, and I’ll take my move.
(Unfold. Take. Darling save us.)
I’m floating on a bridge.
To see who witnesses.
I’m sinking bitterness.
‘cause I got sick of blending in.
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9. |
Open Door
03:47
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Man, I almost died.
They got away with it.
I feel it's a fear that I'm missing.
In the dark, there's a clearing.
Heading straight for the car, torn apart and they're straight in.
Open door.
Frozen start, burdened heart and the light never fades in.
Open door.
How it burns inside,
I carry all of it.
I'm feeling strange in position.
While these bones won't thaw and the muscles fray.
If something's better,
Then, show me an innocence.
A late night burn, I lay by and learn.
Wasn't enough.
Where's the gunfire?
(something I was missing)
(heading straight for the car, torn apart.)
Heading straight for the car.
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10. |
Your Heavy Heart
03:44
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’m so sick of it,
in the dying light of purpose.
When a silhouette calls,
guess I’m nervous.
Oh my heavy heart,
it won’t chase again, chase again.
When my lungs depart,
I won’t fade away, fade away.
I’m numb to it all.
Call it quits, you don’t deserve this.
In the comfort of awe,
I’m losing sight of the surface
Now I’m worthless.
Your heavy heart.
We won’t chase again, chase again
When your lungs depart.
And you fade away, fade away.
You’re so sick of it all.
Your eyes draw heavy.
And you know it’s the call.
So you sigh and tell me.
Run. I’m gone.
I won’t chase again, chase again.
What’s it take for a reaction?
As our lungs depart.
Our heavy hearts.
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11. |
The Harrow
04:17
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There’s so much hate, for it.
I’m losing taste,
Floor it. Floor it.
Am I awake.
I saw it, saw it.
A summoned change,
I force it. Force it.
Our big mistake,
is dawning.
A solid fake,
we crawl in, all in.
What can I say?
When words come closing in.
Take aim,
they’re not of us.
It’s crushing.
What leads our way?
words spoken,
faith frozen.
They’re not of us,
It’s harrowing.
When all the takes have been erased,
You’re left in our fitting shape.
How we can hear the trending week.
when there’s no room in sight to speak.
Wait, chariot.
It’s evident,
You’re not the debt.
But I’m sick of it.
Words won’t state.
Feelings break.
I Escape. Fray.
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