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NHS
04:41
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take these words and choke them down
cull your thoughts, you've been found out
scratched onto the back of my eye
these things that wait without a sound
my head hits the ceiling when I break into freedom
it's off, it's over - you won
I spoke up
too many words were said
look at you
bruised and left for dead
I fell in place
under a waxing moon
arms held out
knee deep in photographs
come back - slow drag
you're breaking my bones and bending my bones back
my name is on your lips
my conscience is wearing thin
your gown slips above my head
I pray like a leaden monk
I can't stay away, no
I'm on the wire and slipping fast
the pallid lion blocks the pass
and I mark my heart with eroded tongue
your ghost locked in the coffer is moaning "it's just begun"
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Analogarhythm
04:37
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you have got to change
you've got to change your ways
what happened here?
no word can say
I looked for the tale
they took it away, soon,
you'll slip the chain
why even bother?
I've seen enough
I've seen it all again
it's always the same like voices on the tape
you speak loud the lie and then you are gone
you have got to change
you've got to change your ways
world is a fantasy, Disneyland
all you ever do is ---
endless fingers down my throat
you've flung me down a black hole
world is a fantasy, Disneyland
the whole world is watching
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St. Anthony
05:05
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I awoke in toyland
a siren song in my head
the dry desert air of this place cracks my lips
such a sad story
your pure intentions bore me
and everything is changing now that we stay the same
and when I fought them off one by one
the leaves of puzzles and forgotten sons
the games I lost and the games I won
and I'm watching your hands shake
blurring the faces
down in the basement where it's hidden away
you find yourself in familiar spaces
it's a beautiful day to take the pain away
coming up for air, I'm fearless and reverent
go on upstairs and raise the dead
at the end
when you find all the feeling has left you to break on your own
I'm the father, the son, and the saint
I'm leaving here
coming down from the tower and cutting my hair
at the start
Sunday soon, the fallout bloom, pulled through and alone
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