1. |
Oblivion Curse
03:54
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Internal mind-fuck
Typical I can’t live
My brain is corrupted
I would kill to be you
Do you know what’s it like?
I really care
Their existence is pathetic
Stars don’t shine across the sky
Not for me
Cold fingers brush my cheeks
Pull my hood up push it away
Can't tell if the green is out today
Sick and tired of the grey
Pick me up and set me straight
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2. |
Play Cards Right
02:24
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I wont let
you become
anything like me
anything like me
broken bones
bloody nose
feelings I long for
feelings I long for
Floorboard touches my skin
It displays typical bland feelings
Your bed makes me sick
My clothes have grown so much since then
You have changed so much
You have changed now
I hate you are
I won't let
you become
anything like me
anything like me
broken bones
bloody nose
feelings I long for
feelings I long for
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3. |
Emo Sh*t!
02:47
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Alright
I think I'm refusing to grow up
I'm not ready for it and it scares me
I accept that I'm a needy person, in every aspect of my life
I want the cycle to end
I never wanted to see you cry
it's just a part of the cycle
I look at children and I feel sad
feels like when I think of the past, it's not even me
it's memories of someone else that I have living within me
I know that they are my memories
but it feels like they aren't
I have someone else living within me
I never wanted to see you cry
it's just a part of the cycle
I never wanted to see you cry
it's just a part of the cycle
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4. |
Fallacy
03:45
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I am putrid
this room my cage
you and me were meant to be
another fucking fallacy
I wish I said whats in my head
instead I live on my deathbed
I am above the clouds
no more concrete
I dreamed of being lost
once again it’s real
I am putrid
This room my cage
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5. |
Paul Song
04:41
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It starts with a simple turn-around
Now you wait for it to begin the round
What fuels my brain isn't my success
It's knowing I will sit and watch you dance
Insides begin to bleed red
As I fear the sun will go down
Feeling I’ve met many times before
This is something I could never adore
It starts with a simple turn-around
Now you wait for it to begin the round
What fuels my brain isn't my success
It's knowing I will sit and watch you dance
My fear knows me too well
I know I will never get anywhere with this
I've tried so hard to get somewhere
Only to be shutdown by myself
It starts with a simple turn-around
Now you wait for it to begin the round
What fuels my brain isn't my success
It's knowing I will sit and watch you dance
I never needed anyone
You don’t help walking around
My vision is under the ground
You don’t help walking around
There’s never really been a sound
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