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Stay Home
02:04
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I'll wait for you
Falling slowly into the endless night
It would be so much less lonely
Give me a reason
Give me a reason why you walked away
(It's not that simple)
I'll wait for you
Falling slowly into the endless night
It would be so much less lonely
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2. |
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I warn you this won't last
Spiraling fragments
Breathe, one, two
Breathe, two, three
Exhale
I'm letting go
You let it last for far too long
Look where we ended up
Call it out for what it is
A momentary state of bliss
Perspective changed by second three
Nothing on earth could set me
Free from every wandering eye
Free from every fucking lie
I'm letting blood
Dripping from my soft skin
Just leave the mess, just leave the mess
Exposed for all to see
Art in my wounds, art in my wounds
I'm letting go
You let it last for far too long
Look where we ended up
Call it out for what it is
A momentary state of bliss
Perspective changed by second three
Nothing on earth could set me
Free from every wandering eye
Free from every fucking lie
I'm letting blood by knife
This might be our end
Yet...
Not yet
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3. |
It's Dark Outside
03:52
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I hear them talking with mad stalks and sly walking
Resurrecting the urge to keep the brain clocking
Another dose of the syrup, the sticky purple
Cause they ran outta pills, transmitter trouble
Over-sedating the masses of asskissing dicksucking motherfuckers with no will to live
Eat it up, like a hard candy surprise, the brain never lies and it enjoys it till you fucking die
Break the silence
Pull the trigger of the metal nine
Light the darkness
With gunfire shining bright
I won't be there when you're begging on your knees
I won't be there when you're doped up and screaming please
This is a message to Lucy cause that's my old name
Even though you've been replaced do you feel the same
This mind we share, look through my fucking eyes
I will drown you in vodka until you fucking die
Fuck you
As much as it takes to drain the life force out of you once and for all
Every time I see my face in the broken mirror
I wanna smash it, bleed out so you can disappear
This last line I wrote down while sipping shot number 12
And taking off my belt so I can hang myself
Fuck
I am
I am trying
I am trying so hard
Every time I see my face in the broken mirror
I wanna smash it so it vanishes into thin air
Every time I put my palm on the surface glass
I can see a better world left in the past
Nobody can hear a word you say in this place
This grave of broken dreams and shattered disgraces
The fourth-dimensional seam don't give a fuck if you give a fuck
So pick the pistol up and try your luck
Break the silence
Pull the trigger of the metal nine
Light the darkness
With gunfire shining bright
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Heart of Gold
03:26
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No expectations
Just let the memories unfold
Don't be impatient
Because she's got a heart of gold
A new one
"This will last" he said
What a clown
Protect the world
With only words
With spirits bright, but nothing more
You'll start to see why I ignore
Anything that don't concern me
Cause all of you fuckers wanna make it all about yourself
Sometimes I wish I believed in a hell
If your idea of charity is preaching about "what needs to be"
Then you don't have a heart of...
Gold
A new one
"This will last" he said
What a clown
"Why must life be like this"
I ask myself
And receive no answer
You still have no clue
It's because of you
Faulty wiring
You want more than anyone can provide
But you've got a heart of gold
A new one
"This will last" he said
What a clown
"Why must life be like this"
What am I supposed to be
Another fucking enemy
To anyone that tries to take my innocence away from me
I'm not buying what you're selling
Another present from the ever-giving well of madness
Split the hairs like parting seas until the system crashes
Till we get off our asses and do something better than nothing
But that will never happen
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5. |
Jazz Radio
03:30
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[Instrumental.]
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6. |
Repression of Identity
03:44
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I got a few words to say to you
Patrick Neal, I'm your bastard of a son
Yes I am a fucking faggot, I'll give you that one
Least you could have done was kept me away from pretty girls
So I wouldn't ruin your ever-perfect family pearl
If I ever see you in these St. Louis streets
God forbid I carry that counterfeit Glock on me
I should have killed myself and left you the body
Feel guilty you piece of shit
Repression of hearts
This substance of ours
What damage has been done to you
More than you could ever believe
Can't fall in love with something you can't perceive
Dragging others down cause you can't be happy
Your closeted identity had nothing to do with me
There's something about the way people look at me
When I'm in the supermarket, when I'm on the street, when I'm in the fucking stores
They know I'm different
They know I'm fucking different
Repression of hearts
This substance of ours
What damage has been done to you
As far as they're concerned it's none of their business
They don't care how people like us are doing
I don't know if it's just in my head
But I see their eyes, I see your eyes
I feel your looks, know what you're thinking
I know
Nobody's heart's more broken
Than the ones who've never loved
In a world controlled by fear
It's a world I've come to hate
Only a matter of time before the skin sheds and the mask falls off
Took you long enough you fucking cunt
Took you long enough to admit your failures
I will make sure you understand the pain I went through
Repression of hearts
This substance of ours
What damage has been done to you
"Nothing... nothing at all"
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7. |
Fuck
04:32
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[Instrumental.]
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8. |
Is This Alright to You
04:20
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You burned me
Is this alright
You burned me
Is this alright
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9. |
Fight the Urge
06:31
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[Instrumental.]
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10. |
Delicately Meddling
04:08
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One, two
Go
Substance in every sense of the word
It conglomerates in waves, searing pain
A salad of wires, each one signified
Insignias of the end times, blood rain
Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed
Seeing how far you can get with its innards
Each one bleeds a different colour
Differing velocities of gushing red, purple, violet
Delicately meddling with everything
Taking what's not mine, giving what's not yours
Delicately meddling with everything
Taking what's not mine, giving what's not yours
Plug them into my head
Let me nod with the opioids
Enkephalin, oxytocin, endorphins, naltrexone
Endogenous, so harmless, manipulative, manipulative, manipulative
Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed
Seeing how far you can get with its innards
Each one bleeds a different colour
Differing velocities of gushing red, purple, violet
Something, is that all that's to be said
Something this, something that, something's not right
[Incoherent scatting]
Break
Break
Break
Break
Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed
Seeing how far you can get with its innards
Each one bleeds a different colour
Differing velocities of gushing red, purple, violet
Delicately meddling with everything
Taking what's not mine, giving what's not yours
Delicately meddling with everything
Taking what's not mine, giving what's not yours
Plug them into my head
Let me nod with the opioids
Plug them into my head
Let me nod with the opioids
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