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Touch
I'll stand for nothing less Or never stand again These are the limits when one's buried This body's left the soul Could we have known Never would I, helped to nail down Careful of drifting off Now losing taste and touch Turning a pale blue leaning in to say This body's left the soul The brain needs oxygen Can't sneak around this bait His catacomb has got me by the chin This body's left the soul Could we have known Never would I, helped to nail down With nothing to gain Here's the clincher, this should be you Now saturate [x4] and touch Now saturate , the earth Now saturate , the earth [Last ] This happened to be never changing Holding inside, the phobia Made cold and crippled, ending it all |
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| 2. |
| 4:27 |
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I tried an idea for no reason
Keep the sun of my shoulders Crawling back to A black out Touching new life Face down Set the pace again Set the pace again The drive the idea still existing Sat and shuddered broke the pattern Falling inward In and down up and out Let it go fall away back Call it off any day anyway Make you feel this A Black out Touching new life Face down Set the pace again A Black out Touching new life Face down Set the pace again Don't take the fall We'd hate to see That's entertainment Get some Eyes on the goal Last one to get Is passed over looked over Never rehearse They've spiked the water It's in the blood Get some We've underestimated How can I Get some How can I How can I How can I Get some How can I How can I How can I Get some A Black out Touching new life Face down Set the pace again A Black out Touching new life Face down Set the pace again A blackout Could this be the one A blackout Could this be the one A blackout Could this be the one A blackout Could this be the one |
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| 3. |
| 3:43 |
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> Some will learn, many do
Cover up or spread it out Turn around, had enough Pick and choose, or pass it on Buying in, heading for Suffer now or suffer then It's bad enough, I want the fear Need the fear Cause he's alone (And he has become) He's alone (And he has become) Well, if they're making it (Making it) Then they're pushing it (Pushing it) And they're leading us, along The hassle of (Hassle of) All the screaming fits (Screaming fits) That panic makes, remorse After all, what's the point? Course levitation is possible If you're a fly, achieved and gone There's time for this and, so much more It's typical, create a world A special place of my design To never cope, or never care Just use the key cause He's alone (And he has become) He's alone (And he has become) Well, if they're making it (Making it) Then they're pushing it (Pushing it) And they're leading us, along The hassle of (Hassle of) All the screaming fits (Screaming fits) That panic makes, remorse! Over and over a slave, became Over and over a slave, became Over and over a slave, became Over and over a slave Well, if they're making it (Making it) Then they're pushing it (Pushing it) And they're leading us, along The hassle of (Hassle of) All the screaming fits (Screaming fits) That panic held, before Well, if they're making it (Making it) Then they're pushing it (Pushing it) And they're leading us, along Like a cancer caused (Cancer caused) All the screaming fits (Screaming fits) And their panic makes, remorse |
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| 4. |
| 3:43 |
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(Spoken)
Disclaimer: We should all have hope and look towards the day where a man realizes the sounds exiting his mouth are mostly complaints that a change occurs! Say it, say it Say it, say it Alone, you support, and embrace Another reason to see Sucess, we unfold, clutching firm Letting me panic for sure Say it, say it, that it's done I want it, want it, need it done Say it, say it, that it's done I want, it want it, need it done The lie, want to know, has it met? Expectations so far Say it, say it, that it's done I want it, want it, need it done Say it, say it, that it's done I want, it want it, need it done Still running! Never waking up, say it Still running! Never waking up, say it Still running! Never waking up, say it Selfishly walking through killing the angles To picking and choosing to screw all of us one by one! So run, make amends, feeling torn Boy you better be sure (sure)! Still running! Never waking up, say it Still running! Never waking up, say it Still running! Never waking up, say it Still running! (x4) Say it, say it, that it's done I want it, want it, need it done Say it, say it, that it's done I want, it want it, need it done |
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| 5. |
| 4:03 |
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Be brave reshape
Can't force all into molds Passing out schematics Forcing all into molds Once more about to change Some try and fall beneath molds Well it's your right so I'll keep on this path Turning around bending the shapes Cutting it in We could excel beyond The latter fools Start a new tone Hating the same Empty the room So create, reclaim Sovereign shapes tempting us Ration out, their schematics Dare we live without molds So far what's left between They tried and fail beneath molds Well it's your right so I'll keep on this path Turning around bending the shapes Cutting it in We could excel beyond The latter fools Start a new tone Hating the same Empty the room Feel locked in a room And starting to choke Enticing the shame Awaken a world our owm Well it's your right so I'll keep on this path Turning around bending the shapes Cutting it in We could excel beyond The latter fools Start a new tone Hating the same Empty the room So create,reshape create reclaim create reshape |
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| 6. |
| 3:50 |
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Gave in again
The bastard Can't keep refusing rights So he'll loan the cash But the sin Is on the hands of you (you) So, to care or Plead silence, weak hands are calling There's close enough And there's too far It won't change an empty stare But I can't seem to end These images Hauntingly looks like Hell So, to care or plead silence Weak hands are calling To care or plead silence Weak hands are calling Come, enter the foreign Face, all that's shameful Cheat, may the past find Out, separating To care or plead silence Weak hands are calling To end this catastrophic scene Awake and breathe in To Care or (to care or) To Care or (to care or) |
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| 7. |
| 4:19 |
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Damn you're so dull
Still need to borrow your hate Change what they can Persuade us back under cover Oh old you're so over Who made you king of the ages? Tending the wounds Thinking of adding another But the chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I'll take anything that's not bolted down Bolted down Tricking us in, don't get along if they're brothers So phasing it out, correcting vision with fists And drawing a line, still give it less than a week Checking the wounds, thinking of adding another But the chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I'll take anything that's not bolted down Bolted down Free what's bolted down Chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I'll take anything that's not bolted down He was chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I'll take anything that's not bolted down |
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| 9. |
| 3:42 |
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To return to the cold
It isn't much fun To touch the trees no one has known Go rest your head Cause you can't miss this Poor boy became A slave to use Now despair moves in so close Too many years free at last He didn't know so learned to speak He clears his throat Cause you can't miss this (Chorus) Poor boy became A slave to use Rebuild what's left Of this child, so weak Sorry, changes, trample the plan Death, stores, victims Once more Keep on burnin' through the noose To return, to the cold It isn't much, but I'm free at last |
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| 10. |
| 5:24 |
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It's possible that the worst
Of the inside Could take our pencils away End creating Can't let the teachers lay waste Of a new mind Prevent emotional drought And watch the pace quicken Try to never touch Try to never touch Won't keep holding back my conscience Realize There's a choice to not end up like you Not end up like you Let's turn our wretched debates into action By diplomacy gain, back a handshake Tied and unable to tend, to the wounds that were made So much closer to shame we see but never touch Try to never touch Try to never touch Won't keep holding back my conscience Realize There's a choice to not end up like you Not end up like you Search For Truth One more man Tearing at the throat of One more man Never dropped as fast as One more man Coloring the fate of One more man Is better than the fate of you Try to never touch Try to never touch Won't keep holding back my conscience Realize There's a choice to not end up like you Holding back my conscience Realize There's a choice to not end up like you Not end up like you |
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| 5:06 |
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So the water's thickening
His collar's pulled, begin to be aware (It's on) that he needs to focus Beyond that man, he brings a world of pain Cause The war is on, too weak to move Call it off, sorry refused So we bend the bracket Shove it down anything to make it fit (It's on,) and being foolish won't cover up Exposing them as fakes But The war is on, too weak to move Call it off, sorry refused So boredom captured another fool Shredding him to bits (It's on) And the more we tense up, avoiding pain You'll never learn a thing Cause The war is on, too weak to move Call it off, sorry refused |
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