1. |
Last Minute
05:20
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Your face is like glass
Frozen in a hotel room
You've got something no one has
Evaporated, it's too soon
If only it worked out right
I wouldn't be left for dead
Trust can only live for so long
When you waste it for recognition
When you're on your last minute
Will you be the same?
Where have you gone?
Will you come back?
I need you again
Not for fun
For use
(When Your)
It's not for fun.
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2. |
How It Lasts
04:09
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I will never go outside
Hand on the glass that divides
Watching you laugh past the border
You will live on and I will be stuck in time
You know these days just seem gray
We're all just built the same
I saw you, through the glass
I guess that's just how it lasts
I roll back my eyes
Can only live in it for so long
When we left and we burnt it down
Will you be better the next round?
You know these days just seem gray
We're all just built the same
I saw you, through the glass
I guess that's just how it lasts
I know the moonlight when I see it
It shines its light on me
Under the stars I know you're out there
With a friend, under circumstance
You know these days just seem gray
We're all just built the same
I saw you, through the glass
I guess that's just how it lasts
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3. |
Burn The End
04:14
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Sitting in a room with four walls listening
Review every word, they're all glistening
Waiting out and yes I'm ready for my christening
Its all about your positioning, and yes it might seem quite uninteresting
and you'll never see why it's thickening
But to me its kind of sickening
To see what I'm intentionally witnessing
Looks in the frame, c’mon it’s just some rain
Planning out my next disaster, something I will master
Every day is less than usual, time flies fast, I should want to rest, would rather obsess
Counting down days to a day that will burn some time
Time that could be spent, ends up destroying friends
Counting down days to a day that will burn some time
But why can't you understand, I know you'll burn the end
One of these days I've gotta change
Or I will make it rain
One of these days I've gotta change
Can't get to close to your lane
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4. |
Washed Down
03:35
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You wake and break time
You wake and break life
Wash down the drain
I never see you
Like rain
I never see you
Down the drain
I never see you
Like rain
I never see you
(These eyes)
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5. |
Dream Trip
02:50
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Good morning
How have you been
Time flashes back
To a day we spent a fictional narrative
It's still so unclear to me now
Why we wake up and find things gone
Each step I take
Is clouded and evaporates
Turn the corner
The previous room is now faded white
Maybe I'll sit down and watch the scenery
I'll look around and your face is molded obscenely
But in the end, it's better than here
It's better than what they meant
I can get to steer
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6. |
Bathroom
03:17
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I fell and broke my head
Split into pieces
The blood sinks down the drain
Stained like polluted rain
Bathroom mirror stands cracked
Dust falls, refraction
Nothing around to contract
With liquefaction
Sink is flooded to the top
Overflowing
Feel the rain touch and stop
Overgrowing
I fell and broke my head
Split into pieces
The blood sinks down the drain
Stained like polluted rain
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7. |
Carousel
05:12
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You're not the same
Killed all in the frame
Despite everything I know
We still come across the lights down the hall
Shut down the lights
I'll play with my rights
Despite everything I know
We still come across the lights down the hall
What would you do
To see yourself through?
Contribute to my flaws
and I lay on the floorboards again
Revolving like a carousel
and I’m sure that I'll never leave this cell
and I’m choking on your consciousness
Leave you on these delusional promises
I'm not the same
Killed all in the frame
Despite everything I know
I still come across the lights down the hall
Revolving like a carousel
and I’m sure that we’ll never leave this cell
I’m choking on your consciousness
Leave you on these delusional promises
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8. |
Only One
04:02
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Every time I look at that same old you
The sky will never turn blue
And we'll never start and begin to fall
At least that's what I see
When you turn the corner and I look back
In a room or in the world
It seems that everyone I know is not why we work
I feel it in my head begin to lurk
That's just how I feel
Just want to say before you go
Forgive and forget and we will know
An old memory left on the trophy shelf
Dust gains, I'm with bad health
I swear I wish you learned
That some things you'll never earn
I swear I wish you learned
There's some things best left unheard
Beyond these windows in my head
There’s a place I want to live and it’ll never have your face
At least that’s what I wish was in your trace
It doesn’t work this way
I'm the only one...
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9. |
Dress Rehearsal
04:14
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Colored men, painted red
So much said, Nothing Read
Disposable, never careful
Forgetful, controversial
Dress rehearsal, disrespectful
Accidental, preventable
Dress rehearsal, disrespectful
Accidental, preventable
Black above and purple ground
At least I can hear some sound
Will you ever be around?
Where is the other round?
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10. |
Night Shift
04:00
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Under the moon's time, I'm in bed
Visions of death and suffering on the ceiling.
If I hide out, would you see red?
Or would you be down on the floor kneeling?
What if I ran away
I'd walk on leaves, be found in meanings
Be where I started I'll be leaning
What will get done, could I set a point?
The clock is ticking 7 hours to go
Sweat rolling down, feelings of vertigo
I know you know but no show
Shut up or show up
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11. |
Field of Darkness
02:50
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Sunday and I'm feeling bored
And I'm feeling like my head is tore
Just can't take it anymore
Still when I walk on at night
I'm feeling like my head is fried
Just can't fake it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Sometimes when I get caught up
And a part of me starts to go
Just can't fake it anymore
Still when I walk on at night
I'm feeling like my head is tied
Just can't take it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
What I want to
Said I have to
Still don't want to stay
Sometimes when I get caught up
And a part of me starts to toll
Just can't take it anymore
Now when I go out at night
I'm feeling like my hands are tied
Just can't fake it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
What I want to
Said I have to
Still don't want to stay
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12. |
Tunnels
04:16
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The concrete cracks, I fall into the hole
Darkness everywhere, light cracks from above
People pass up there, dust falls
Covered in dirt, can I make it to the top?
The people above, resonate in me
I search around, it's mucky and dreary
When they accuse me, I can finally see
All because of the clothes I wear
I walk around these tunnels, made out of dirt
Leaks from the top, and water on the ground
The concrete lacks, crowds overflow
All I see is heads for miles
Can't even focus, it passes so fast
Hand on forehead, hide from the sun
I walk around these tunnels, made out of dirt
Leaks from the top, and water on the ground
Are you out there?
Echoes in the dark
Fade into the darkness
I'll find my way there
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Walking Heads Atlanta, Georgia
noise-rock/freakcore band with an invisible drummer.
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