1. |
adrift
04:54
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I’m lost
I’m nowhere to be found
Far away from any place
Somewhere like home
I was underneath and the light was fading out
It’s the weight upon your shoulders when the pressure takes over
The longest shout - just a whisper from somewhere up above
I was adrift before the waves came in
I had to spit and hold my breath
I was adrift and needed an anchor
Waters rise - I was capsized
Show me a lighthouse so I can see
Give me a mouthful so I can breathe
It’s the weight upon your shoulders when the pressure takes over
The longest shout - just a whisper from somewhere up above
Too many stars are out of reach
Somewhere up above
I was adrift before the waves came in
I had to spit and hold my breath
I was adrift and needed an actor
Waters rise - I was capsized
The waters rise…
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skin
05:06
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Faces assembled here are incomplete and missing pieces
We are painted in pleasing colors
We are missing something to fill the cracks in
Patches of new skin - reassembled to everyone’s liking
Like a fresh look and a change of style
But still broken bones and tattered clothes
In this skin we are all stitched up in different places
With glue that never holds
Faces assembled here are incomplete and missing pieces
We are painted in pleasing colors
We are missing something to fill the cracks in
In this skin we are all stitched up with glue that never holds
With band-aids stuck on wounds that never heal
We’re falling apart, falling apart again
In this skin we are all stitched up with glue that never holds
With band-aids stuck on wounds that never heal
We’re falling apart, falling apart again
We are missing something / And then comes the rust
We are missing something / And the paint starts to peel
There’s nothing to fill the cracks in
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numb
03:37
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You might feel a sudden chill
A bag of bones
You might feel
You might feel the sting of a needle
You might feel nothing at all
Was it the medicine?
Was it just one more brick?
You might feel like a ghost
Somehow invisible, worthless to everyone
You might feel, you might feel
Like you’re circling the drain in a dark and twisted game
Where you just can’t win for trying because the rules change all the time
Everything you touch is distant
Everyone you feel is cold
Nothing but a sad replacement
Nothing real to hold - just numb
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4. |
like
05:21
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They said clean up the mess in your head with some soap and some water
Just be more mindful
A little less careless
Watch where you’re walking
Act like you mean it
But that stubborn stain still remained after all this time
Sometimes it hurts to know (all you are)
You’re not like someone else (is everything)
But still, you try to make it fit (all you are)
You twist and turn for awhile (is everything)
Try to play to the crowd (and that’s enough)
And still it always ends up like this
All your faults and all your fears
Everything you own in a suitcase on a shelf
Will you leave it?
Leave it behind
But that stubborn stain still remained after all this time
Sometimes it hurts to know (all you are)
You’re not like someone else (is everything)
But still, you try to make it fit (all you are)
You twist and turn for awhile (is everything)
Try to play to the crowd (and that’s enough)
And still it always ends up like this
And it all comes down to what you were like in the end
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valentine
05:21
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Love is love, except when it’s not
Wrapped up close in a twisted knot
You take the candy along with the pain
What are these rules?
What would you gain?
(a valentine)
A valentine that never comes
Forgotten on the tip of the tongue
You say give me strangers
Give me rain
Give me someone who’s handsomely cruel
Like it always does, it came undone
You sleep and wake, and then the dream fades away again and again
You made the game from someone else’s pain
A sharp tongue worms its way in your mouth
And the deepest cut is not enough
And a shout is merely a whisper
From your valentine
A valentine that never comes
Forgotten on the tip of the tongue
You say give me strangers
Give me rain
Give me someone who’s handsomely cruel
And tells me what to do
Take me back, no I won’t complain
Just tell me what to do
A sharp tongue worms its way in your mouth
And the deepest cut is not enough
And a shout is merely a whisper
From your valentine
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6. |
trash
04:05
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We kept the lights on as long as we could
Stood by the window waiting for you
Oh Mother Dust, you look so desolate
Just a mess, but that’s ok I guess
This is the world now
Not a bang, just a whisper
This is the world now
The clocks have run down
We burned it all down and left a pile of trash
All these broken things among rubble and ash
Oh Mother Dust, you look so desolate
Just a mess, but that’s ok I guess
This is the world now
Not a bang, just a whisper
This is the world now
The clocks have run down
We crashed too many times
Never to wake, never to rise
And everything closed down
And we said our last goodbyes
This is the world now
Not a bang, just a whisper
This is the world now
The clocks have run down
Like autumn rain that washed away all the footprints from yesterday
And then a wave goodbye and a kiss goodnight
We kept the lights on as long as we could…
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