1. |
Stuck
02:47
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I'm stuck in a big ocean
Floating by myself
I keep wishing I could drown
But I guess I'm just stranded
I'm so jaded
I've gotta change what I've become
Into something better
Into something grounded
Into something rounded
Maybe the ends
Don't justify the means
Maybe we should tear it all apart
Right at the seams
Burn it down together
This damn cycle of repetition
Is eating up my health
I leap from high up into the ground
But I still haven't landed
I'm so jaded
I've gotta change what I've become
Into something better
Into something grounded
Into something rounded
Maybe the ends
Don't justify the means
Maybe we should tear it all apart
Right at the seams
Burn it down together
...and watch the flames dance
Dance the world away
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2. |
Transcendence
02:06
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They'll stain my name
When I'm gone
Fuck transcendence
Forget me
Don't let me get diluted
And misunderstood
Taken out of context
Made to be bad or good
Used as a tool
By a fool
To justify twisted ideals
To further deny
What is real
White lies instead of hard truths
I won't give back
What I took
Got no future
Brain's all cooked
Always trying to seal the deal
Chasing the crack that never heals
That's what I've been all about
But who knows what you'll make of me
Twisted and turned to fit your route
So you can ride my fucking memory
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3. |
Run, Baby, Run!
02:52
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My heart will always beat for you
Infinite times I'd go through
What I went through
Yeah, I bled for you
Yeah, I never got through
And now times have changed
And it's all come undone
And everyone's insane
And now it all weighs a ton
Now I don't know what I'm gonna do
Not every door is meant
To be stepped through
Yeah, I bled for you
Yeah, I never got through
And now times have changed
And it's all come undone
And everyone's insane
Run, baby, run!
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4. |
The Detonator
02:42
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Fundamental to the actions
That lead to my satisfaction
I'm not even half of myself
Without you
Despite any adversities
The universe smiles at me
And I can't help
Smiling back
As your image replays in my head
As you wash out the rivers that I bled
As I come home at noon and find you
Waiting for me naked in bed
You are the detonator
And I'll press that fucking button
I'll press that button
Until you go off
So much closer to a whole
Will you feed my hungry soul
And make it all seem
Worthwhile?
Help me get back the time that they stole
Cover up the hole
The one we all have
Inside
And your image still replays in my head
As you wash out the rivers that I bled
As I come home at noon and find you
Waiting for me naked in bed
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5. |
The Price We Pay
03:12
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Everytime I fall down
I get back up and do it again
Don't care now, didn't care then
You can't bare the weight of my crown
You're just thickening my skin
Fueling my grin
Since you went away
I can finally breathe
I gave everything I had
And then you threw it all away
I thought of you today
Like every other day
Love and the price we pay
Sometimes it don't seem worth it
Everytime you fall down
You're just sinking deeper within
Broke me now, destroyed me
You will never rise back up
If you get caught in them
Lies to yourself
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6. |
Lightyears Away
02:41
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I gave you a river
You wanted a sea
You drowned in a puddle
And you blamed me
How are you gonna blame me now
That I'm lightyears away?
I think it's gonna be hard for you
To face reality
None of us delivered
On what we agreed
With all the distance in between us
Denial guaranteed
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