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Unrequited
02:42
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There’s a beast beneath the dust
Anger, unrequited lust,
Has its fill but its never enough
Tickled pink, black and blue, seeing red because of you
Tickled pink, black and blue, seeing red because of you
Count your regrets
I’m hedging all my bets, running off a cliff
“Despair, it never ends.”
Tying bricks to my feet to throw myself in the sea
“I’m in over my head.”
This is what it cost, equal to what you lost
What really hurt the most?
“Fuck it, on with the show!”
This is my magnum opus, these are the crown jewels
This is my swan song, this is the fucking blues
Count your regrets
I’m hedging all my bets, running off a cliff
“Despair, it never ends.”
Tying bricks to my feet to throw myself in the sea
“I’m in over my head”
Got no pep in my step
Lacking pride in my stride
Brand new rope on my neck and bloodshot eyes
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Sleepist
01:40
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Tired eyes, fighting sleep
Shadows in the night they creep
In the air, nothing’s right
But still we walk on through the night
Wading in the darkness, take a breath lungs suppressed
The fucking sandman beckons me, bring back his head for all to see
I sleep, havoc wreaks
Going insane through lucid dreams
I sleep, havoc wreaks
The way it’s always been
Barren wasteland, all-seeing eye
The vultures just wait for you to die
In this place you have no keeper, body numb, walking sleeper.
Go right back from where you came
Tame a beast that can’t be tamed
There it is, the rising sun
Win the battle but the war is never won
Forever out of breath, it seems like certain death
It’s always been a problem, there is no way to solve it
Forever out of breath, It seems like certain death
I can’t stop this war going on inside my head
Forever out of breath, It seems like certain death
There is no helping me from these night terrorists
Even if i win this fight, i’ll have to do it again tomorrow night
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Lives of the Snakes
01:49
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Crawling like the snakes
Nothing can take away the pain
Find anyone to take the blame
Add it on to the pile of shame
Living in the dirt
“Quiet now, it’s supposed to hurt”
Lose your faith to nothingness
“When love is gone you will gain hate”
Fuck impending judgement day, I judge myself in the worst ways
The climate is so fucking deadly, the weight of the world is so...
Blackened eyes, hole in the heart
Broken bones, the smoking gun
Walk on the skulls, swim in the blood.
Stare at the sun
Living like the roaches
It only multiplies the pain
Self-inflicting every blame
Try so hard to hide the shame
Take it in, feel the burn,
Scream if it begins to hurt
Lose your mind to loneliness
When sane’s gone, you’ll still have me.
Hate is all I’ve got left, I can’t hear the moans
Hey, if i’m your everything then you’ll die alone.
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Symbiote
02:43
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Take your time, take your time
“I wish I could, but it isn’t mine”
It rings so true when you’re battered and bruised
But what else have you got to lose?
It’s a breach of sanity, personal space, room to breath
It melds together to become one
A symbiote of conundrum
You’ll never really know, what goes on when you’re not home
But you’d like to think I’m all alone
The mind breeds bad ideas, when close with loneliness
But bad company is where it begins.
Three knocks on an unlocked door
I’m in the house going through the drawers
Nothing of any value here but a sleeping family
These photographs and antique things
Burn them all while we fucking sing
This place looks like they’ve got it all
We’ve got the key to their downfall
They’ll find you wearing the blood
And trying to eat this gun
This doesn’t end very well.
This is, this is the route to hell
I killed.
You killed.
We killed them all.
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