1. |
Behave
02:53
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Lost in a life
distant and vague
Splintered into shapes
Washed out in cold grips of refrain
It never lets you go
Young actor
Always tired when you wake
Caught in a lie
carelessly placed
Fucking up the same ways
Mouthfuls of wire
Swimming through lace
It never lets you go
Another headache
Every moment lasts for weeks
the dull morning
all I want to do is sleep
are you not who you seem?
Frustrating dreams
Often turn me over
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2. |
Souvenir (No Future)
02:31
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Starting all over again / Impending self denial
Is this what it means to pretend? / Blinded by a thick veil
Write about nothing at all / Idealized conviction
A shadow casts light on the wall / Designed to defeat itself
No future
Starting all over again / Impending self denial
I feel the walls closing in / Blinded by a thick veil
Starting all over again / Idealized conviction
I feel the walls closing in / Designed to repeat itself
No future
Not ever
Concave expectations left as
the souvenir proven flawed, empty,
to disappoint, again
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3. |
Coma
01:59
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instrumental
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4. |
Into Your Hands
03:15
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Into the hollow of my hands
Would you let your face descend
Beyond self
Beyond anything you’d want to be
Prisoner tied to a lie
Never to see eye to eye
Construct
We could not believe in anything
Set straight
is there no other way
Can I wait to be beyond
In the hollow of the ground
I’ve forgotten all I’ve found
Mistakes
a child waits in apathy
nothing breathes where you were born
out from soil a body’s torn
just stay here
just don’t stay long
set strange
is there no other way
cannot wait to be beyond
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5. |
The Dreamers
04:07
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Addicted to a barren dream
A dogs heart beating in front of me
Take me to the place I need
Take me to the place I need
Hanging from the golden cross
A child in the desert lost
Lay me now in the heat
Lay me now in the heat
Caught in-between / Never looking back
Caught in-between / I've given up...
Violets growing in every edge
grow even better when it's cold
Hold my eyes we've gone too far
Hold my eyes we've gone too far
A new beginning / Never looking back
We only move forward.
I've given up...
...over and
over and
over again.....
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6. |
Blossom
03:05
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Interventions filing in and waiting too long.
I lost my ways again.
I lost my ways again.
A gesture
Says “Come over”.
Swim to me
Underneath the ice.
No expectation
of what I'll be
No confrontation
of memory
Staring straight up with eyes lost into the sky.
Stark white heat.
A burning end.
At the edge of the night is where I’ll be.
Empty mind.
Escapes in a breath.
No expectation
of what I'll be
No confrontation
of memory
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7. |
Turn To Never
03:24
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Slurred together pigments of pleasure.
Overcoming now.
Holding over. Somewhere closer.
Can’t be still.
Try to loosen doubt.
There’s no secret now.
Turning inside out.
It’s no wonder now.
Lost
all I have ever wanted,
in spite of the endless attempts to dissect
the roots of this void.
Stains on the carpet,
a constant reminder of what's been ignored.
Held together in hopeless measures.
Written on your mouth.
Turn to never. Face forever.
Convoluted bliss. Where’s the ends to this?
Try to loosen doubt.
There’s no secret now.
Turn me inside out.
It’s no wonder now.
Lost
all I have ever wanted,
in spite of the endless attempts to dissect
the roots of this void
Stains on the carpet
a constant reminder of what's been ignored.
And there we saw it
The mountain of fire and ice
The holy sacrilege
The unveiled
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8. |
Spiral
02:42
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Cycle entwined deny the lie.
Where is the great solution?
Proven territorial, occupied language of disillusion
God is sterile // And pass the times
Hand barrel spilled in paint
Edifice for endless decay
Archetype in disguise, in contempt ro resolution
God is sterile / And pass the times
Cycle entwined deny the lie.
Concluded: devolution
Archetypes in disguise, perpetuated institutions
God is sterile // And pass the times
Cycle entwined deny the lie.
Where is the great solution?
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9. |
Window Grey
03:03
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Held up inside yourself
Its not your lie to tell
Hey, I see you
Youth, stained in blue and green
Still hung up on that dream
I’ll be your fool
Wont you watch it open up
Wont you be the one you were
Wont you watch it open up
Try to see through pale window grey
Short breath of the new brides
They found the place we hide
Take me away
Still wishing you’d be well
Spent 7 months in hell
Was it worth the while?
Wont you watch it open up
Wont you be what you were
Wont you watch it open up
Try to see through pale window grey
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10. |
—
02:02
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instrumental
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11. |
Pt. Dume
03:14
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Stay away for some time
Distance never seemed as shallow
New reflections take shape
Disfigured if not wholly lost
Forget about the things I said
There are always stranger times ahead
A dissipating memory
Don’t believe all that shit
Salt river cut you into caverns
Hollow body castle
A ruthless fantasy surrounds you now
Forget about the things I said
There are always stranger times ahead
A dissipating memory
Will wash up on the beach
I'd want it all / I'd take it all
(away…)
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