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Understand
01:38
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I don't want you to understand,
I don't want you to comprehend
What I am. What I do or where I need to be.
I just feel like you couldn't love me.
What I think it will always consume me.
I just feel like you couldn't love me.
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2. |
Fear the Living
02:45
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We'll take refuge in this prison,
occupy the cells as a safe haven.
We'll appoint a leader we'll fall in line or keep your head down and learn how to survive on your own.
Chorus: Fill your head with words the TV said
emerge yourself in the media dread
these are my thoughts and I hope they reach you.
If we swallow lies we will perhaps be un-compromised
this is a dawn of a new day and everything we know will pass away.
Into the mouths of the soulless walking dead
Nothing's all right I look around I see nothing's all right my eyes tell me they tell me
"Chorus"
Into the mouths of the soulless walking dead
Nothing's all right I keep an open mind but I see signs they tell me no vacancy.
It first starts with
It first starts with a scratch or a bite
it will result in cold sweats
its not how they said that it would be
nothing is how it should be.
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3. |
Syncopate
03:00
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I woke up this morning in the same mood with food for thought but it felt lost like I forgot.
It's taken months maybe years off my days and if I can keep a straight face I'll change my ways
think again maybe can't pretend sweetie
Someone's always saying to stay positive.
I asked the question once "who should I be?" When the answer was any sort of me
Chorus: I'm telling myself this year I won't assume it's just like last year ill throw a coin in the well hope for a wish I can sell and move on with the life I lead.
Taking every chance like its my last and learning from every mistake that rotted out my past.
Most decisions are hard to make but if you ask me to wait ill syncopate a beat that goes to every step I'm forced to take.
I've picked my direction to a certain connection to a world that gives a shit.
My message loud and clear like I said this is a new year one filled with plans and promises.
I can't keep sending my condolences.
Chorus:
I can't keep sending my condolences.
I ran out of "I'm sorry's"
I can't keep sending my condolences
Or "better luck next time's"
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4. |
Ropes
03:01
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I will see you everyday ill make excuses not to say
a simple question like hello how are you?
Ill go on and live my life and you will go on and live yours too
free from my hang ups and my concern for everything.
Chorus: it's like sky diving head first into those fallen dreams
we all know that life falls in circles and I've been throw out.
Because destiny doesn't gracefully complement me anymore I'm feelin like I'm spending too much time here.
I won't admit to myself your a fantasy a long journey over seas maybe there ill feel like my mind is finally free.
Ill just attach a rope so that I will learn to cope with the fact that my mind never ever feels free
Chorus:
This has nothing to do with fear my blurry eyes won't keep my conscience clear.
I am the epitome of self doubt
And this weak heart in my chest is infecting the organs that keep me from doing my best
from doing my very best that I can.
Chorus:
But that's ok I will see you again someday
lets hope my heaven heart doesn't run away.
I saw an old friend yesterday I pretended he didn't know me
I took the worry I hung it up and I watched everything I loved choke.
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Locust
03:41
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He's always stressed out
he lives on locust
he loves his family but doesn't show it enough he feels
and with good intentions he knows he loves his girl
he often wonders how he's been put on this green earth
with thousands of stars burning in one million directions he's holding on to the ones that fall home.
Chorus: you've got an eye for this but seis to exist.
I know you'll be ok some day then why
do I feel like I'm just slipping away?
The sun is setting the lights are beginning to dim
and all that that is is a reminder that time won't stand still just for me. Here it is big picture pick up and dust yourself off.
Fuck what they say you don't need to pray because our lives will always fade away.
Chorus:
Somewhere along the line I traded road maps for street signs and it got me this far behind I'm too far behind
I've only got one head on my shoulders and its gotten me this far,
I'm too far behind.
I hold a candle to the flame hear me out I'm destine for fame.
Your not quite done taking a baby step after a giant one
you not quite done.
Carry on is all that he knows. While desperately going to wherever the wind blows
You not quite done in this place(3x)
Ill take a step back, map out the stars see where I am
Chorus:
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Grow and Forget
03:37
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Today was interesting for me
went to a funeral just us three
priority.
I feel we're too advanced to believe in anything so ill take my chances on living my own way.
This heart pumps to its own beat this pair of shoes are for my two feet. I've read it all line for line.
Took Sunday classes on becoming blind
but that's ok because I don't need these two eyes anyway
that's Ok
Death just doesn't seem real to me like it's a fairy tale or something seen on TV.
I've finally realized my life's not over yet
I've got ways that I need to grow and forget. My own way x2
Chorus: I believe in what I feeling it will heal me as long as I remember not to stop and stand still.
I don't think I've lost all faith I've just turned it around into a driftnet direction
Now I've gained motivation to do what will make me, me.
Chorus:
I turned everything a round again
A Different direction.
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7. |
Senses Fail
03:21
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Well I hate,
I've got nothing to praise,
I'm tired of feeling lost in a city I was born as raised
Every street I walk down leads me places I don't want to go
ill show my teeth around this town trust me they're all for show,
my north is true but I still feel sick from the poison left inside of you. Sorry is something I'm left after my temper blew.
I know exactly what my mind should do.
I'm choking on something too hard to swallow its safe to say my guy feels hollow.
Chorus: I'm tired and weary my stomachs been tided up for weeks I'm surprised my mouth still speaks. I haven't prayed in three god damn years I've learned to
Mask all my self conflicting fears
I think I know why I'm obsessed with time, life's rapid and mines a slow climb. Mines a slow climb to the top of a ladder I can't find.
I'm over saying you may not exist for all I know your every answer missed
Chorus::
I think I know why I'm obsessed with time life's rapid and mines a slow climb.
I'm holding this life by a string and I'm wondering if I will ever sew this shit together.
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