1. |
a_distraction...
01:16
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2. |
disposable care
03:33
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This is damage control for every lie you tried to spin,
Am I just target practice whilst you're still blind firing,
My face through the ground,
Choked and can't speak out,
None of this was true.
Maybe for a second or two,
You and I won't leave this room.
These white lies that become so opaque,
Hiding beneath that old familiar face.
Now I've seen it so clear,
Blame the world for burning as you held the fuse,
Every dream was dressed for you,
Same old sorry excuse,
None of this was true.
Maybe for a second or two,
You and I won't leave this room.
Murder,
Victim,
Was all he screamed.
Reinforce, desecrate,
Preacher: false claim to hate,
Reinforce, desecrate,
It's just the picture you love to paint.
Playing the good guy was your favourite disguise,
Forced her into your bed of lies.
Is there enough room in here for two?
And I'm sending the lights down,
I'll make use of this empty room,
Is there enough room in here for two?
Memories scarred pushed aside for you.
This is damage control for every lie you tried to spin,
Is she target practice whilst you're blind firing.
Had enough, take it all,
Become so clear
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4. |
sober exit(s)
02:48
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Looks like it's a little too late now,
Wrapped up in tragedy,
Choking on the silver spoon that you're served with,
So someone please tell me how it tastes.
Razor wire pulled between our teeth,
Shatter mirrors staring back at me,
No compliments from you I know she's changed,
Steel arms around necks,
Empty and desolate.
Still can't gauge the taste that's on your breath,
Undo what you said...our final request.
Even if it's fake it's real to me,
Caught up exchange at everything,
Give it up,
Maybe we could slow it down,
Looks like too little too late now.
This disaster you tried to avoid,
Over shared too soon,
Affections act like decoys,
Round a blind bend,
Try to hang myself on phone cords again...
Even if it's fake it's real to me,
Caught up exchange at everything,
Give it up,
Maybe we could slow it down,
Looks like too little too late now.
Affections act like decoys.
And still I'm here lost and blind.
Even if it's fake it's real to me,
Even if it's fake it's real to me,
Caught up exchange at everything,
Maybe we could slow it down,
Looks to be too little too late now.
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5. |
in this fake city
00:58
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6. |
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Tune in, tune in, tune in, tune in,
Start the show,
Before you leave we've got to know.
Broken fingers,
Was it worth selling off the dream,
Million miles a minute,
An excess in constant need.
Guess that the truth hurts doesn't it?
How pathetic,
Digital appetite,
Dressed in aberrations.
Forced to watch, they can't believe,
Forced to watch what they did to me.
Are we dying,
Whilst on the big screen,
Her name in lights.
Visual disease.
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7. |
from a mansion to a FH
00:41
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8. |
Vague
03:16
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So I have seen enough,
Another love crushed and my heart spent,
To myself it's obvious,
Our time was cheap and so short lived.
Take take all you need with no fixed cost,
Gifted a second chance,
Traded gold for ignorance.
Chamber pressed between my eyes,
To wake up wake up without you,
Be my final reason why.
I have seen enough,
To drown in colours and subtle drugs,
Are they scared enough?
Saved by anything,
Youngest thrown to the cold,
When she's tret like porcelain.
Chase away the daylight,
Take all you need, all you need from me,
Take take all you need and I'll force you off,
Hang myself just in this moment.
The exchange from blade to knife,
Will make you feel alright,
Under carpet dashing overtone,
Lusting red turned to monochrome,
Fatal four words to never say;
I love you but we are not the same.
Iron-oxide kicking in,
Joints start to seize up,
Iron-oxide kicking in,
It's kicking, it's kicking in.
I think you've seen enough,
And I'm asking myself; why do they care?
Chase away the daylight.
Take all you need, all you need from me.
Take take all you need and I'll force you off.
Hang myself just in this moment.
Like rust we decay then feel weak,
No heart for regret,
No mouth to speak,
Like rust we decay then become weak.
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9. |
to the hotel...
01:02
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