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Grave Decisions
04:01
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Showing off our freedom to those
trapped in unintended patience and mistletoes
we're on the run now.
Foreign countries strike the sight,
reaching out while leaving behind.
The Golden Age becomes a minor matter.
Tough break, breeding pestilence,
hands are shaking to the sound of deliverance.
We won't leave your friends alone,
no, we won't leave.
Building it up to the fences and against the winds
to carry us across the oceans,
break through the walls now.
every minute, every mile,
the execution of the trial,
we'll live to rue this eventually.
Can't stand the thought of being a disease
and pleasureably running over refugees,
a sacrifice between the galleries of joy.
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The Righteous
02:19
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I say goodbye to my life
while you stay and try to rationalize,
reversed lines and The Red Sea seem to be
more inviting to me.
A cloud of dust do clear obscurity,
why can't you see?
Oh, I'll make you see.
Living was much harder when we were alive,
guided by the thoughts of turning truth to lies.
What this nightmare shows is a univocal sign,
we're not meant to be there.
There's no reason in this causeless game,
so why do you even try to comprehend?
My faith will let the bombs tick,
wise morals, you make me sick.
What this nightmare shows is a univocal sign,
we're not meant to be there.
So raise your hopes and don't be too glad that
you survived, they can kill you anywhere.
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In clear need of an estate,
I have my own faux pas to tolerate.
A flash of light that strikes the mirror.
Take a look around, there must be something here.
Searching for fulfillment
and finding what should not be found.
Head on frustration,
the peak of the hill on solid ground.
Words became letters in my head and after all
I am but a victim of misconception.
Serpents lying in my bed,
anxieties of the malcontent,
savage ceilings soothed by hate,
the upper part of me is falling from grace.
Get that poor man an estate.
And it's the memory of these words
that make you feel...
And it's the memory of these words
like mountains.
And it's the memory of these words
like mountains that makes you feel
so incredibly high,
That makes you feel so miserably shy.
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4. |
Mean Lain
04:32
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There's a fire burning within my soul,
it makes me feel like I'm losing control,
it's you and all I see in your eyes.
I'm ready to give away my heart for your lies.
Where are you going and
why do you keep me ignoring?
I've been waiting for you to know,
you and I have no tomorrow,
but I returned after my goodbyes.
I'm ready to give away my heart for your lies.
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Pressure
03:50
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Still far from dawn we stumbled on a vast gap,
all what we knew to hold onto.
Still far from destinations made all pure and pale
and to hold onto.
Along with all the mourning,
killed in a glimpse, eye for an eye.
It was life we left behind.
It is the time,
you can't deny
the feeling that is rushing into your head.
I've lost the crutches made of pine wood
that I used to hold onto.
Her hands were cold but comforting,
certainty up in her mind,
it was love she left behind.
Who has ever said that we could not try?
We would only raise our hands to wave goodbye.
Who did ever say that we could not try?
We would only raise our hands to wave goodbye.
No, we won't give up this fight,
will you come with me, will you come tonight?
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6. |
Roddy's Goodbye
04:01
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I know that this might seem despiteful
I set standards renewed
I know that this might seem disrespectful
It's a shame I can't declare
Show me, please, show me something that's real
to feel
and
show me, please, show me something that's real
to heal
Now I've left my boat for the last time,
again.
Now I'm on my own
waiting for an idea of how I can stand for something,
while I slowly realize that this ship is
saving me whole.
Now I've left my boat for the last time,
it's devoured my heart to the bones,
I'm destined to redo my past life,
again.
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