1. |
cave
02:30
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i am lost, i need help
there is no light
at the end of
this dark tunnel
my eyes are closed while im speaking to you
im all alone
i cant stand you
i will wither
i can hear them now, my haunting conscious
they will find me
they wont let me
run anymore
im a prisoner to you
and to my own soul
i wont face my fears
you wont just as well
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2. |
instability
01:30
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give me life if you think im
worth more than your precious time
i know that you wont give in
just to appease my filthy dreams
mind disease sets me at ease
unnatural temperament is something that i need
instability but at what cost?
put me in a dream so i can get myself lost
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3. |
out of sync
02:38
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i wake up around noon
and go to sleep at 5 a.m.
i dont think ill ever
see the morning light again
all my friends just love me
but who are all my friends?
why is it so stressful
to put this to an end
and my mother worries about me
but i say everythings fine
but i dont know what will happen
if she wasnt in my life
id probably be better off
in a world without her
i feel like im going out of sync
i feel like im going crazy
i dont have enough motivation
to keep up inside this world
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4. |
whispers
02:22
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we are young, way too young
i can feel you shaking
touch my face, tell me that
it will be okay
i heard crows when i cried
they were monsters, they were evil
i should kill my desire
then suffocate my body
i dont want this, i am pure
they control me, ive no will
i want justice, i want right
i will reset the world
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5. |
doves
02:02
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i dont feel like i belong, on this floating peice of rock
what the hell did i ever do to get stuck here
lets go for a walk outside, in the dying cold
i think its twenty below freezing tonight
ill meet you at the park, ten minutes from the school
ill be holding doves painted with my skin
but youll reject them anyway
like you did everyday
ill make new ones while i bleed
laying dead beside the trees
blood stained cigarettes
fossilized in the snow
dead doves laying on the floor
i still cant see your face
at the end of the road
id rather have myself go blind
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6. |
thief (demo)
02:00
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ive been left with nothing
im crawling out from the pit
ive been left in
i dont want any trouble at all
so put your wallet in my hand
dont remember this happened
leave without a word or cry
and i wont get mad
im not going to hurt you
im just going to take your stuff
your money, your family
your life, your world, your everything
i am shit, i am worthless
you dont deserve any of this
its like my life is breaking
i am never good enough
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7. |
poison me
01:58
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just about the first song ive ever written/recorded, enjoy
feeling tired
making progress
holding your hands
your cold, your wet
i dont want to
feel you
if youre going to
lay in my space, lie to my face
why cant you just be with me
why must your mouth be so dirty
i think were going crazy
poison me, please poison me
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8. |
talent (demo)
01:50
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it takes talent to be you
ive scratched your eyes open
flowers still sprout from your lips
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