1. |
Etherized
02:45
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I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
My soul is yours to devour,
Yet don’t regurgitate and sow me back together.
My urges are yours to decipher,
Yet don’t consider me cured because it`s better,
That everyone believes I`ve turned
A new leaf and my back to my old beliefs;
Because I haven’t quite figured it out yet,
You know I haven’t quite figured it out yet.
I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
I won`t sink with these concrete demons.
I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
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2. |
Weep In Hell
04:43
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I skinned myself alive, to find the beauty inside;
And now I haven’t a pound of flesh left.
Screaming with open, empty hands:
``Watch me purge, and try to comprehend.``
With no damn given to hold back the flood,
I watched you unravel as the cat caught your tongue;
As every fiber of your being, was stained in bad blood.
``Take me with you to the belly of the underground,
Above the soil lies the atmosphere: our burial mound.
You and I are both alike; tied down to our tracks.
And once we see the light from the tunnel,
We know there`s no coming back.``
Keep cutting your teeth; biting the bullet;
Playing Russian roulette, fully loaded.
Keep crying wolf; salting yours wounds;
Playing the sheep, blinded by wool.
I won`t keep sticking out my neck for a clown.
Waiting for the ax to fall, just to lose my head again.
``Take me with you to the belly of the underground,
Above the soil lies the atmosphere: our burial mound.
With a sharp tongue, cut me out of the picture.
But was the frame before smaller or bigger?``
Keep cutting your teeth; biting the bullet;
Playing Russian roulette, fully loaded.
Keep crying wolf; salting yours wounds;
Playing the sheep, blinded by wool.
You have me dissecting my reflection;
I was a different person,
A million mirrors ago.
Ripping through the belly of the beast,
I`ve never seen something so fucking hallow.
And now I know, you`re worth about as much
As the amount you had to say.
When I confronted you that day,
Absolutely nothing.
You`re worth nothing to me.
You`re worth nothing to me.
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3. |
Drowned Out
03:08
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I’ve let this boil up for far too long, Indulging in every urge for devastation; Approaching every angle with honest compass, trying to calculate a different sum. This is insanity’s hold.
Fuck. I’ll show myself the world, and finally become exiled from all responsibility. Deserted on an island sinking in rear-view reverie; I’m driving away everything I love. I’m driving away everything I love. Watching it unfold a running joke at a crossroads.
Flagellant with my own line of thinking; Playing the martyr. Now I refuse to wade in the waters; Sinking for this mirage. Mistaking flaming arrows for shooting stars. Just to splinter a heart of oak with open arms.
I am everything that is dead, resurrected. Resurrected.
Flagellant with my own line of thinking; Playing the martyr. Now I refuse to wade in the waters; Sinking for this mirage. Mistaking flaming arrows for shooting stars. Just to splinter a heart of oak with open arms.
I am everything that is dead and gone.
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4. |
A Gentle Thing
02:57
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Can you
Make me finally come alive?
Can you
Make me regret every time,
That I died a little inside,
Just for the sake of feeling the thrill?
No,
Don't stop now;
While I'm on my way, no.
Past the point of no return.
No,
Don't stop now;
While I'm on my way, no.
Can you
Make my head roam still?
Can you
Make my visions run afoul,
Playing fetch with a pipedream,
I thought had died so long ago?
No,
Don't stop now;
While I'm on my way, no.
Past the point of no return.
No,
Don't stop now;
While I'm on my way, no.
Don't stop now,
Don't stop now,
Don't stop now,
No.
Don't stop now,
We're circling back
To the point of
No return.
Of no return.
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