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Fatal Twist
02:52
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Before the ending comes to stay
All of this must go away
We’re burning off our time in place
And all of this will end
And I was singing death
I was singing death
I was singing death
I was singing death
When everything that lasts will change
Return to dust another day
But there was nothing I could say
To maybe change your mind
And you were singing
I can’t let it stall
Ever onward engines crawl
Before we go and throw it all away
And I was singing death
I was singing death
I was singing death
I was singing death
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Non-Holo Rare
02:26
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How it started out don’t matter anymore
I don’t carry round no baggage from before
I came out on top why can’t I drop my eyes?
I came out alright why can’t I stop from crying?
I don’t care about your feelings anymore
I’m not trying to force what’s never been deformed
I won’t clamor for the attention anymore
You can’t fight it all or it's not worth fighting for
Burnout brite before my eyes, what a night to end a life with
Unholy tides, look for a sign and you will find it, and you will find
Only chaos in the wake of time and trying
I don’t need to search for reasons to explore
There’s no value in the things we once adored
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3. |
False Gods
04:09
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From a pyre in a field, it started out so long ago
Now we’re stuck inside apartment walls being burned out on our phones
You can feel it on the air as you walk out to the car
From down the bar, it’s out in the dark
You can hear it in the sirens out on the wide open road
If the world has gone insane or is still the same, and would we all know
But we know what they are, we know what they are
They’re all false gods
They’re all false gods
It don’t matter where you go
Somehow you will always know
And you keep it to yourself
You were once young and you thought your life was worth nothing less
Now the very likeness of yourself keeps dragging you to dread
You can see it on the empty faces where we used to find
Ourselves inside, now you cannot hide
That you can’t deny
They’re all false gods
They’re all false gods
From a pyre in a field
To the empty feeling that you have
And it makes you who you are
Well there’s a song that you don’t know
And oh it’s goin’ out to all the false gods
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4. |
Lost to Slime
02:39
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Now that time is done
When time is running out
When time is running out
And now the time has come
To build ourselves a house
Or burn it to the ground
I’ve given all I have, I’ve given all I have
It’s everything at last, and it’s all that I am
I’ve given all I can, I’ve given all I can
And everything that left is not so easy to forget
Easy to forget
Speaking of the truth, you and me
For all the shit we give
Through more of it we live
And you can hardly breathe
Beneath the weight of it
Well its all that I am
It’s all that I can deal with
I’ve given all I can, I’ve given all I can
It’s everything at last, and it’s all that I am
I’ve given all I have, I’ve given all I have
For all we’ve lost to slime in working overtime
I’ve given all I can, I’ve given all I can
And everything that left is not so easy to forget
Easy to forget
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Forever 'Til I Die
02:43
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The forces on me now
Make it hard to brave
Do you trade your life away
For the life you wanna make?
As it all goes up in flames
Makes more sense to me now
No help is on the way
And there’s no way out
So take your turn and burn
I don’t wanna make the one mistake
That I can’t take back
But the habit’s hard to break
And this time I wanna make
The most if I can’t make it last
As the fields are catching fire
And we’re clearing out the way
All it takes is one desire
To destroy in the light of day
I don’t wanna make the one mistake
That I can’t take back
When the world is waking up
And the future’s looking rough
The work is never done
And the war is never won
No I don’t wanna make the one mistake
That I can’t take back
Take back, take back, take back
So take your turn and
Burn it up forever, forever ‘til we die
Scraping it together, forever ‘til we die
Annoying me forever, forever ‘til I die
Literally forever, forever ‘til I
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Crazy constant state of doubt
And lack of life within
I know coffee don’t cure depression
But I drink it like it can
Surely there’s somethin’ else to hold onto
For future wasted plans
And in the morning I won’t wanna wake up
To face the void again, oh man
There’s nothing left to dream up
Or give a damn
No reason not to break your heart
It’s over and began, oh man
With every emptiness inside
Myself for what I am
I know tomorrow may not even be here
To take a final spin
And everything that never was
Will disappear and end
I know coffee don’t cure depression
But I drink it like it can
I keep drinking it like it can
I’m drinking it like it can
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I saw white ghosts on the beach running out of view
At dusk butterflies creep into your stomach too
When under the knife what dreams may come to you?
You were gone before the wind even knew
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
I know you, you, won’t let me down
Addicted to distance and waiting to shoot
Till the nightmare is over, over for you
And when lightning strikes twice in a lifetime it may be too soon
Cutting you open and bleeding through
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
There must be something in your blood
‘Cause there’s not much more I can do
It’s biologically burned in, and it’s burned into you
Like a noose ‘round your soft neck, slowly choking you
The white ghosts on the beach running after you
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
I know you, you won’t let me down
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
I know you, you, you won’t let me down
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