1. |
Run Through
04:10
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As I slip away
Temporarily cease to be
Echo comes for me
Carrying bad news
Instantly alone
A drawn out sigh emits to no one
Is it spatial?
It's death I ponder in this tile room
Echo breaks through
It defines my weakest spot
Dagger run through
How’d you find you find my weakest spot
One thought takes my breath away
I think oh god, heart aches at the thought of my numbered days
I was run through
Now my DNA is on the blade
I'll be worm food
I can't segregate real from fake
One thought takes my breath away
Nothing comforts me enough to make it feel ok.
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2. |
Exotic Engine
04:26
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Found a pole to lift your leg and piss on
Sucking on the bone, almost nothing left inside
All the air is gone.
You took it all away
Hold it in your lungs
Till they cave in
All the air is gone
You took it all
What a miracle you showed up
One last fuck-you before you gave up
Miss him
Kiss the king you're his to lean on
Crutches break from the load
Carry nobody else home
All the air is gone.
You took it all away
Hold it in your lungs
Till they cave in
All the air is gone
You took it all
What a miracle you showed up
One last fuck you before you gave up
I can’t watch you go through with this
If you can’t let us in, there's nothing we can do at all for you
When I’m feeling insecure
There is nothing you can do
Watch me turn from crystal
Separate myself in two
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3. |
Bite Down
04:07
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Should have known that you
Would offer up the cost of our demise
I focused the lens and I found nothing worth my time
Carefully dance around the words
It's my intention to let you make the first move
Should have known that you
Would offer up the cost of our demise
I focused the lens and I found nothing worth my time
Why couldn't I recognize
Couldn't identify
Now I accept that I should have known
should have known
Heavy are my eyes before the am
Nocturnal envy takes the wheel and settles in
Sick of the waiting
Sick of the thinking
Sick of the wondering when
Sick of the faking
Sick of forgiving
Sick of the boy in the man
This is how I smoke you out and cut the rope
Sick of the waiting
Sick of the thinking
Sick of the wondering when
Sick of the faking
Sick of forgiving
Sick of the boy in the man
Yeah cut the rope
Yeah cut the rope
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4. |
There is No Jesse
05:53
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Driving a stake through
The sleeping snake remains in a coil.
Someone wake me up and take me home
Could be a mistake, it’s serious
The risk involved is too much
But I can't detach the head from the tail
Someone wake me up and take me home
I will present the coward for you to break
And he will resent the choices we will make forever
You made the trade
Love for royalty
Soul for salary
Made the trade again
I will present the coward for you to break
And he will resent all our choices
I’m not making it up
Making it up
Last time around
My bad
False start
I played with your heart
Now I am gone
Now I am gone
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5. |
Hurricane
05:09
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Write down the words that best describe
the reasons you and I were always meant to be
If you make it up I’ll see right through you
Stay together dress the part
Holding hands we look like family
I'm no one without you please don't leave me
But I need therapy cause I've been hiding all of the money
And I can fix this if you just believe
Don't say it don't make this any harder than it has to be
Words fall like water from your mouth.
I’m not sure if I still know you quite like we used to
I’m not sure I know you
We awake in time to find you
sneakin through the front door
You disappeared last night.
But You’re a hurricane fucking shit up in the distance
I can see you but I won't engage.
You’re gonna say it you’re gonna make it so much harder than it has to be.
Words fall like water from your mouth.
I’m not sure if I still know you quite like we used to
I’m not sure I know you
you’re steady on my mind
Words fall like water from your mouth
I’m you reminded by the low life
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6. |
Two Moons
06:12
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Are they fit to tell a lie?
Have they made up everything I know about you?
The time it takes to know a life
To truly learn to read between the lines
It's a long time
All roads lead out of this place
They curve around the homes
They all look the same
Adventure waits
But my anchor weighs
A lifetime of mouths to feed
I'm exiting the car and swallowing the keys
We made life for meaning
We echo dissonance
A hex on our heads
A painted prayer in red
No translator relays
The messages on my son's face
The haunted look
In our house the grave awaits
As my flag erased
I reached towards the blade
She's calling out to me
The voice that has no name
Hey there's only one way
It's either you or me
They can't have the both of us
No translator relays
The messages on my son's face
The haunted look
In our house the grave awaits
In our house we lie awake
No translator relays
The messages on my son's face
The haunted look
In our house the grave awaits
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