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Wire This
04:11
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What was that you're looking for?
A useless part for an empty core
Distractions you create
Can you feel the ever growing presence?
It's so god damn silly
The way they bicker and fight
And it's somewhat off putting
Chasing myself in a dream last night
But then again maybe I was being chased
All my drinks being laced
Anxiety strikes, short term erased
Who the fuck do I think I am?
I feel like I'm always lying
Even tho I tell the truth
Surely my soul has been dying
How can I not give a damn
Short of breath from
Endless bad choices
Please just let me
Silence these voices
Short of breath from
Endless bad choices
Please just let me
Silence these voices
I was most definitely chasing myself
And it was probably for my own life
My dreams are so full of murder
A carpet, a body, and a knife
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2. |
Lashes
02:42
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Here we go again
With this bullshit/silly game
Loss of all trust
So full of blame
Words fly like rocks
Secrets in talk
Some endless game
Some endless game
When all the trust
disappears
All were left with
Feels like broken bones
Such unhappy tones
Soon we go astray 2
When all the trust
disappears .. Disappears
All were left with
Feels like broken bones
Fuck the happy times
Fuck all the lies
Eyes full of hate
I was always late
Build up
We made that love seem like it was hell.
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3. |
Lightning Nights
04:27
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Wake up drunk and see what you've become
Take control of your interactions
what the fuck do you expect the be when
this time next year comes rolling around
Be anything you want
What a bullshit lie
You'll be nothing at all
Unless you go and try
Wake up drunk and see what you've become
your wasting your life partying all along
We've been here before and returned to find our future in an urn
They promised us everything
Our odds are decreasing with each and every word we say,
Let's make a getaway
what the fuck do you expect the be when
you can't even force yourself to put that bottle down
A memory haunts
all of my time
It follows me
It follows me, in all my dreams
We've been here before and returned to find our future in an urn
They promised us everything
Our odds are decreasing with each and every word we say,
Let's make a getaway
Build up
In between days and nights
Thoughts rise,
In between nights and days
anxiety
In between days and nights
Those eyes
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4. |
Stay East
03:36
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theres no revolution in a bottle
weve been crippled by comforting false promises
i've seen this before, you're sick of the same old
(sick of the same old)
we need a new leader
were all viewers of disasters, we cant shake our desire to live this lie (living this lie) youre just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end
you're just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end. our privilidge is a curse, theres never been a need.
we hide in unison,click here to free
the unjustly accused,to stand for whats right
we're all cowards, we're all yellow
theres a realization to be had, we are all destined to fall to our knees you're just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end our privilege is a curse, theres never been a need
we hide in unison , click here to free
the unjustly accused, to stand for whats right.
its d-day again on the beaches of normandy.
you're just a liar
just a liar
you're just a liar
just a liar
you're a fucking liar, you're afraid to get dirty, afraid to lose what you've got, you lie to yourself.
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5. |
4043 KM
03:35
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Eyes full of holes
Mind full of empty thoughts
Wish I could grow happiness
Or fill a burial plot
Five fingers. This drink is
Two bloodied. Consuming
This game is My eyes still
Embodied deceive me
Shot glasses naile coffins
Angry words tell me we failed
Words flare
What is it I'm supposed to do running scared?
Mistakes made were made without thought
Without care
I make such a silly remark
All my memory's in the dark
How do you drink so much
Losing face is too easy
So we always sleep in our hands
And forget these evenings
(This next part is randy)
I am nothing like you thought I was
And you are nothing that you said you were
Let's just give it all up because
There is nothing to fix this, there is no cure
I never lie, but you never trust
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6. |
Leslie Alexander
03:27
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Open your eyes to this, for all we know this could be the end.
forget what you know, the legends you're told. the fear within, your anchor, your demise free your feet from the earth
the comfort we've all come to know
Close your eyes and think of the things we've thrown away, for the things that we all hate.
Open your eyes to this. for all we know this could be the end
Yelling at a puppet for the way that it sings. Whose the man behind the curtain, the one who pulls the strings? a scapegoat, a face to put the blame? A mirror to look in shame?
Close your eyes and think of the things we've thrown away, for the things that we all hate
We bite the hand that feeds, we fight for simple needs. you call the shots, forever ongoing plots. represent us. promising well flourish
to a blinding light we look. our mother to nourish
we bite the hand that feeds.
we fight for nothing
whose the man whose pulling on the strings
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7. |
...Probably Not
03:36
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I have worked all my nights away
And said fuck it to most of my days
Spent all my money on booze and
Weekends forgetful with play
Money doesn't seem to be
Something I can handle
In a constant gamble
In a constant battle
It seems I sold my soul
For a bottle of whiskey but
Somewhere along the way
I think I musst have gotten lost
Awful decisions
Nights so long
Missed calls cold falls
Days too short, nights so long
If all of these bad decisions never end
How could life go on
I lost all my good thoughts to lend
I can't wait to move on
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8. |
The Queen
03:02
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I'm better off talking to the wall
Or bury myself in the thought of throwing you through it
Not one good thing comes from your mouth
And like your mind, god knows what goes through it
Carrying on, not giving a shit
I'll cut you down
High on your horse no more
Misled intentions are your every thought
On top of the stories you've pulled from thin air
You've dug too deep,you've crossed the line
But you've done no wrong
Cold hearted and hot headed
It was fucked from the start
The top of your own fucking world
I've been been a pawn for too long
I'll cut you down
Torn from your throne
Fuck
I'll cut you down
Tear you from your throne
Fuck you
Misled intentions are your every thought
On topm of the stories you've pulled from thin air
You've dug too deep,you've crossed the line
Cold hearted and hot headed
it was fucked from the start
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