1. |
THOUGHTSEIZE
02:51
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I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
And I'm feeling all this nonsense
Replicate, gain
But what of it
And I'm feeling all this nonsense
Replicate, gain
But what of it
Put that back on the lost end
Really get offense when you've lost one.
Walk it off, real tough shit
We'll fill up again, its a long way on
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
I don't understand a fucking thing about this at all.
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2. |
STASIS
02:38
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talk unfinished couldnt get that point in
messages unread unopened
isnt this alot to handle for the moment
now im here sick all of emotion
all of us here waiting in the passage
sometimes still choose a word in the capture
wait for you a fool and gracious
everytime i think of you i go back in STASIS
sorry for the texts that felt halfhearted
sorry for the problems and the shit that I had starlit
given just a year couldn't figure how to start this
now that i want the strength none of you would give it
now there is only a wall with a message
to remember all the words the moment had left us
grace and grief all mixed into a potion
starting to feel all of the muddle of the motion
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3. |
PONDER
01:42
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Phone light up to you
How I'd say I loved you
Would I savor you
For now we're something else
Go away, or get caught around on something else
Who wrote you? Who wrote it?
Back-n-forth in something I wont hold in pressure
Passing on revolt, to moving on aggression
Are you really you, are really you,
Are you really, really, really what I'd do for something.
Phone light up to you
How I'd say I loved you
Would I savor you
For now we're something else
Go away, or get caught around on something else
Who wrote you? Who wrote it?
Back-n-forth in something I wont hold in pressure
Passing on revolt, to moving on aggression
Are you really you, are really you,
Are you really, really, really what I'd do for something.
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4. |
BERSERK
01:52
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Pressure on, no mistakes here
Fight go on, we're ready
Get all the worst
The moments flood in when I go berserk
Fuck it, rush in
Come move me bully let me push it.
Bullshit!
I understand the thing, ignore the question
My god I'll tell you why it's worth it
I go berserk when I ain't winning.
Pressure on, no mistakes here
Fight go on, we're ready
Get all the worst
The moments flood in when I go berserk
Fuck it, rush in
Come move me bully let me push it.
Bullshit!
I understand the thing, ignore the question
My god I'll tell you why it's worth it
I go berserk when I ain't winning.
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5. |
GUTSHOT
02:04
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What a punch to the gut, what a punch to the gut.
It's like a punch in the gut, what a punch in the gut.
And just its really not enough, it's just really not enough.
I'll wreck into the rut, where there's nothing to explain.
Broken ceiling, wall caved in. Here the room is moving and crashing.
Solvent won't solve this, conscious cant miss this.
Don't stop till you've got all your thoughts pooled together for the final shot.
It was real when your world couldn't stand still, where'd you have to go and ask around how it fell.
Anxious motions moving around me, telling me how i can leave this town
Casting a lie and you say that you're waiting for mine while our minds dance around something else.
Give in give up gotta let it break in break out
Get away the shape is all worn down.
Make sure you can find your way out, your way out.
What a punch to the gut, what a punch to the gut.
It's like a punch in the gut, what a punch in the gut.
And just its really not enough, it's just really not enough.
I'll wreck into the rut, where there's nothing to explain.
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6. |
SNAPCASTER
01:37
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Cast your spell let me see what will come down.
Hold my breath till you know that I'm far out.
Make my case, I'm a say there's a sole route.
Catch this pain, yeah I'm ready for the knockout.
Cast your spell let me see what will come down.
Hold my breath till you know that I'm far out.
Make my case, I'm a say there's a sole route.
Catch this pain, yeah I'm ready for the knockout.
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7. |
RECALL
02:12
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Three years, all in.
Gone at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes back into the story.
Three years, all in.
Gone at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes back into the story.
Three years, all in (falling)
Gone (drown) at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes (comes) back into the story.
Three years, all in (falling)
Gone (drown) at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes (comes) back into the story.
Three years, all in.
Gone at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes back into the story.
Three years, all in.
Gone at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes back into the story.
Three years, all in (falling)
Gone (drown) at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes (comes) back into the story.
Three years, all in (falling)
Gone (drown) at four in the morning
Maybe something
Goes (comes) back into the story.
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8. |
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I’m still scared of the rain.
Twenty years and I’m still the same.
I feel like I’ll fall down tonight
But maybe I’ll wake up another night.
I know it gets hard I feel it.
I know it gets hard I feel it.
I wish you were here with me.
I wish you were here with me.
Spin a die for a. gamble
Could it be sign or an example.
Reckless for the moment
Anything can happen, hope I can handle.
As i stare at the ceiling
Spinning around being reckless
A distant memory
Hides in the back, makes me restless.
It comes back to me
It come it goes come back to me
Its always the same isn't it (It's always the same)
It doesn't come easy, it doesn't come easy
I think it might hurt me (I think it might hurt me).
I know it gets hard I feel it.
I know it gets hard I feel it.
I wish you were here with me.
I wish you were here with me.
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9. |
HIGH TIDE
02:51
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God damn the tide.
Pulling, drifting, bringing
Me away from distance
Given permission.
God (Oh god) damn (goddamn) the tide.
Pulling, drifting, bringing (I'm breathing)
Me away from distance (our distant)
Given permission.
Giving my breath to you.
Say my name so I'll know that
You'll come here soon
All I assumed dancing all round the room.
Oh god, how I miss the slow dancing that I can follow
I just finally hit the floor.
It's not right.
Give into my head, can I take a break that I don't know how
Death started, it gets old
All stone, break in two
Gotta give it permission.
God (Oh god) damn (goddamn) the tide.
Pulling, drifting, bringing (I'm breathing)
Me away from distance (our distant)
Given permission.
God (Oh god) damn (goddamn) the tide.
Pulling, drifting, bringing (I'm breathing)
Me away from distance (our distant)
Given permission.
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10. |
EXHUME
03:19
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Existential crisis, how do I save myself the dread?
I have no one to impress, nothing left to respect.
I'm all wrapped in my head, always according to the plan.
But when can I pretend that things are gonna get better again?
Whats with this contest? It's keeping me alarmed in bed.
I know I'll understand the rest, or I'm just closer to the end.
Didn't mean to smile about it, didn't mean to cry about it.
didn't mean to be a part of this, didn't mean to be a part of you.
Whats with this contest? It's keeping me alarmed in bed.
I know I'll understand the rest, or I'm just closer to the end.
Didn't mean to smile about it, didn't mean to cry about it.
didn't mean to be a part of this, didn't mean to be a part of you.
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11. |
TABERNACLE
03:03
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