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Comatose Daughter
02:29
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Lyrics:
You could find clearance...
Find your own path...
You could find redemption Inside your own wrath, but every god has its thorn, and now it’s too late, now it’s too late
Child of disaster
Cross out every name...
Streets are empty canvas for the hunger of your pain
Dear, Melancholy, can you spell my name?
I am every mistake that can make you feel sane
You could find clearance...
Find your own path...
You could find redemption Inside your own wrath, but every god has its thorn, and now it’s too late, now it’s too late
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2. |
All The Wasted Lights
04:24
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Lyrics:
If I leave myself hatred on the other side, would we make amends? ‘Cause I’m walking under dead lights.
To worship with an empty stomach will leave you with a broken heart.
You should calm your ways, ‘cause our bodies will left to drown
My hell is every empty moment. You’ve spent with your heart closed down
You should calm your ways, ‘cause our bodies will be left to drown
If I saved you, why you fool me to find attention on a dead road?
Cause I’m awake, but cursed in every other way
No shades to save all the lights your threw away
Self pity and the right to harm,
He said “man is wolf to man” and will destroy everything
But it’s safe to say our time is gone
We are just flesh to broken bones
We reap what we sow
And now we’re nothing...
... just feed my body to the rats...
... under wasted lights...
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I scratch my eyes, and I bite my nails,
I am every single moment you’ve ever felt afraid. I am providence in need. A god left on his knees. I am every sour outcome in a world in disbelief. Oh, I’ve tried so hard, but every moment I breath I feel the weight on my shoulders of a world that doesn’t owe me a thing. I build my shelters in smoking guns and then I bite my tail when I see that this world is not meant for me.
With a cross in my back and it wasn’t me
But I can’t forgive what I can’t forget
And I cannot give what I cannot get
And my body hates what my mind expects ...
As I leave you all living in regret
I was close, but never really meant it
I was near, but lost me in the making
I’m over it; if it’s about loving you
I’m over it; if it’s about loving me
I scratch my eyes, and I bite my nails,
I am every single moment you’ve ever felt afraid. I am providence in need. A god left on his knees. I am every sour outcome in a world in disbelief. Oh, I’ve tried so hard, but every moment I breath I feel the weight on my shoulders of a world that doesn’t owe me a thing. I build my shelters in smoking guns and then I bite my tail when I see that this world is not meant for me.
I’m over it; if it’s about loving you
I’m over it; if it’s about loving me
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4. |
A Tender Way
04:14
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Lyrics:
In this cavity, father here you learned to be afraid. An empty space to feel ashamed, a tender way of disarray.
I count my sins, and count my days to be free again...
This gravity... make the earth collide into my skin, for every thing I’ll never be. For every shape that betrays me... that betrays me...
Just to keep you out of harm, mother Mary, what’s inside all the pills and the lessons from my past?
“What’s the rush, little boy?, daddy is gone, it’s all destroyed”
But she would make it right for us
...Gone your way...
(Find a tender way to hurt me)
For yourself...
(Find a tener way to hurt me)
If I could ever start again...
Dear, brother... erase my name
Count your blessings,
starve your heart,
Blooming child all your cries, all the pills and the secrets of your past, they’ve been thrown in a void.
Bone are temples to the paranoid.
Cause as above, so below...
If I could ever start again
Dear, brother, erase my...
...Gone your way...
(Find a tender way to hurt me)
For yourself...
(Find a tener way to hurt me)
But I will never, start again...
Oh, dear brother...
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Lyrics:
Hey you, this house is burning down in front of you
And hey you, could words fill up that empty heart of yours?
I’ll find a way to make it through
The things you say, the things I do...
Would you open up that door,
Cause I’m hoping I’ll get burn with what I love
Shame through my veins
Keep me hollow, keep me sane
I’ll take my demons to my grave
We will never be the same
No kings to save you from yourself
Don’t pray to heal what you create
Cause we will never be the same
But I’ll find a way to make me sane again
We will never be the same
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Lyrics:
Love me like a mother loves a child
Beat me like a father beats the pride
Break me live a lover breaks a heart
Judge me like a god judges mankind
Hurt me like I hurt myself at night
But I’m still alive
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Georgetown And My Hands
03:53
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Lyrics:
It’s 6am, and my bones are cold,
“Cmon wake up, its time, your life is waiting. Don’t let me down. I worked too hard. Your dad is gone. We’re running from this city”
It’s all on me; new promises for old mistakes.
Now promises are bonds to break
It’s all on me; new promises for all mistakes are always there
I know we’ll be alright when everything gets hard
This clarity will last forever
50 million miles and words that time got dried but we kept this house together
Fast cars, bruises and scars...
Home is where the distance blurs the line.
Even if you can’t stay, you’ll be here forever.
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Lyrics:
Beloved grace that hides her face between my fears, she breaks the odds and sacrifice in front of me. This night could be everything she has ever need, and with sheer delight her rapture falls and separate...
One from two
Lost in deceivers
What's your excuse?
You got caught in believers
Now im whispering words that get drown in the river
What’s your excuse, when your caught wearing away?
Let me drown again
Wash away what’s in front of you
Put that crown again and look
All this mess right in front of you
My mind know just to tear
But I’m sober, it’s over, dear
This cross will disappear
But I’m sober, it’s over, dear
Clear; becoming what I need
Speak; the truth knows how to bleed
Have you ever felt “home” like something buried in your past?
What’s wrong with me? I don’t want to face what comes with tomorrow
Please, god, can you help me?
Can you make the ocean clear, so I could drown again, and feel alive on what I’ve always...
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9. |
I'd Rather Stay
02:53
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Lyrics:
I’ve been sleepless watching sparkling lives
City smoke under drunk red eyes
The streets are loud you could hear the sound If empty dreams in fast car lines
Dear, ghost... don’t blink away
I could jump, but I’d rather stay
Dear, ghost, don’t stay up late
I’m scared, but I’d rather stay
I’ve been hiding underneath your clothes...
With funny memories of what went wrong.
Careless rumors in the corridors
Hopeless losers in a world gone wrong
Dear, ghost... don’t blink away
I could jump, but I’d rather stay
Dear, ghost, don’t stay up late
I could jump, but I’d rather stay
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10. |
Stand And Stranded
03:28
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Lyrics:
This snakes are crawling through your horror...
Self made heart, and corrupted.
Full of piss and vinegar,
Cause you want more, than just the smell of bullet holes and self control
Maybe your condescending with everything that’s wrong with me.
Honey I’m not that splendid, when all my demons are free...
Just medicate me with your self-pity
Cause time is something we can’t catch.
We learn to love and to leave behind,
I’ll be your hell and you could be mine
Maybe you were never happy
Smile and let the whole world blind
Darling, you’re stand and stranded
Maybe you were never mine
Darling you’re stand and stranded
Maybe you were never happy
I never thought that i was every ghost that has ever haunted you
I never thought that you were every ghost that has ever haunted me
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