1. |
YHB
04:07
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Half expected a surprise
But was met with a scare
Left for me from another life
I’d pretend it was there
Nice to know
It’ll hurt til it goes
Years held back
Never let me get close
Wear the mask they paid for
Gladly hung where they’re hung
It was pleasure and then it was pain
On the tip of my tongue
Nice to know
It’ll hurt til it goes
Years held back
Never let me get close
The leaving things that still linger
They come out of the blue
As little pains I can’t surrender
They just keep cutting through
Or was it pain before pleasure
It’s an easy sleeper
A bad one
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2. |
Temporal Drift
04:53
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The words you’ve ignored
More like wolves at your door
Nothing is sacred
Empty as it was
You fell by the teeth
Tossed in an endless sleep
From morning comes the day
And night follows, they say
The tired sound groan on
Never a friend
Always an end
The gifted one
Is cool under the gun
Both their eyes held open
And blinded in the sun
I’ve softened the stares
I’ve clung to the angels’ hair
They’re drying their faces
For each chance I’ve wasted
But I can’t share a drop
Never a friend
Always an end
The gifted one
Is cool under the gun
Both their eyes held open
And blinded in the sun
Temporal drift
Seen as infinite
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3. |
Welcome To
04:09
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A worry of a simple life
And the frequent absence of pain
Weary of the emptiness
Where a lucid veil hangs
Find another commonplace
To get a little low
And keep searching for
A new mania
I’ve figured it out
There’s no easy way in
I think of it often
I think I’ve figured it out
There’s no easy way in
Waiting for the final light
For the inevitable end
I will never see the king
Comes by way of sentiment
The world is going white again
All except for the few
A token of a different love
Leads to a sacred room
I’m on the outskirts of a green heaven
And I’m looking for holes in the fence
I’ve figured it out
There’s no easy way in
I think of it often
I think I’ve figured it out
There’s no easy way in
It’s a steady growing misery
The halo’s hanging from the tree
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4. |
Response
02:56
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A ten or a one
Unsure which is worse
Dissolve into nothing
No room for a bow
Just part of a vision
Nothing will work
If memory serves
It’s only to hurt or cause celebration
Either way, my head’s spilling over
Just part of a vision
Faced flushed red with a feeling
Or white, like the one when you die
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5. |
In Perfect Order
03:26
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Heed the thought
Hunger’s strong
It’s a germ and it’s alive
Changed the color of my eyes
Red rose walls fold
My will is gone
Relinquished control
Not true to form
Found me again
The ache that I swim in
Mind is tossing absently
Often leads to a belief
Red rose walls fold
My will is gone
Relinquished control
Not true to form
My conviction is seamless
And my pretense is pure
In perfect order
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6. |
Earthly Desires
03:56
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Potential seen in simple strides
Worth defined by what’s acquired
Comb over a beaten thought
All in a crowd, a like desire
The blonde haired provides the life
That the brown haired will keep in line
An innocent hope is a harmful crime
And a selfish need unsatisfied
It’s a murder scene
Of all things
No apology will come
And it will never be good
Right hand placed over the eyes
Feet forward and walking blind
Granted opportunity
For acts of disparaging
It’s a murder scene
Of all things
No apology will come
It happens again
A means to feel everything
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7. |
Testament
04:55
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Lost the miracle sleeves
Come to find my dreams are fuzzy
Soft and lovely
And all so funny
I want out
Want them to pay for me
Burn a hole in the right side
Put the weight on the left side
Acquired taste for a new kind
I want out
Hold a match under my feet
Crucify my desire
Lend me to god
Only hope to go higher
Only sick for a day
One-mile walk underwater
The petulant choir sings
“We know this is better”
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8. |
My Love
03:08
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A smokescreen
A parachute
This is my admission of guilt
It’s too strong
It’s coming over me
It’s my love
To the bottom
No pillows, no silk
This is my admission of guilt
It’s too strong
It’s coming over me
It’s my love
There’s nothing like it
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9. |
Man Made It
04:58
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Man made it hard
For man made of ills
Savory soul
And succubus cells
Feet don’t touch the ground
Ear don’t like the sound
Man made it hard
For love to feel true
Fed from a field of
Funereal blooms
Feet don’t touch the ground
Ear don’t like the sound
Birds strung up above the bed
A failed attempt again
And forever
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10. |
7 Days
05:29
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A soft hand slaps my wrist
Lets my goodness go
But I trudge on
Every inch, an arm throw
7 days til forgiveness
Decorated with sin
7 days I’ll relive it
I wear yellowed skin
The numbers lose their sound
All my birds have turned in
And I cower at the sun
As the sun sits belt high, it seems
I’m dying
7 days til forgiveness
Decorated with sin
7 days I’ll relive it
I wear yellowed skin
Every end comes with a price
Wring the neck of the fruitless
Resting head from a tight grip
Patron saint of the loneliest
I play my drum
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