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| 2. |
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You jump in front of the bullet
The family put you to it You might survive the first thousand shots Back to the end of the line You hold the will to survive them Answer to those you have failed Time to clean your room and show you are able to stop Beating yourself down You've arrived A wealth of respect, a world of a regard You've always belonged You have to go on I just want you to feel the gun in your hand You used to hold aspiration You couldn't see the limitations Even in your youth you were unsurpassed But driven by grief and it couldn't last Sometimes promise Sometimes goodbye Confessed to all through bloodshot eyes I just want you to feel the gun in your hand yeah It only breaks you until you get off I'm not gonna watch you kill yourself to live It's all so average until you get off I'm not gonna wait here until the body's cold I was young too I felt just like you Hated authority, hated all my bosses Thought they were full of shit Well it's like they say: If you're not a rebel at the age of twenty, You got no heart But if you haven't turned establishment by thirty, You got no brains Because there are no storybook romances No... fairy tale endings so before you run out to change the world, (I just want you to feel the gun in your hand) Ask yourself: What do you really want? |
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| 3. |
| 1:37 |
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So please leave the light on after you've gone
Leave the pictures in their aging frames where they belong Leave the bed sheets unclean, and they will reek of you still Cover me in resolve So please leave the imagery I can twist it Dissociation and obsession Superstition and pain I can carry them on too, Bury you once again If I could bring this memory to life [I'd apologize] I'd live to make you say what they can't [I would make amends] They'd all love to have you back but... I'd give anything to bring you back to say goodbye "hey steve, I think your singing was a little flat that time" "Barry , why don't you play an 'A' for steve, You Got That Steve? " "fuck this shit" "what's gone into him?" "he can't take criticism" "well great, there goes the band" |
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| 1:56 |
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Everything that i've done here into one in keeping with...
Some earned conviction, some stagnation, Some change despair Disappointment and odds In a costume you can't take off I leave it behind. I know that this time i get in for free Our latest rendition lame Reincarnate, return the same Still the best times are her now. Now that I'm bored, now that I'm numb Done, I know this is wrong Safe in that stance but incomplete Leave it behind. I know that this time i get in for free. Some of it's habitual sometimes the change is not enough And in the lost empathy memories of better days |
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| 2:25 |
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My inspiration note the sympathy
They've taken everything you want and they left you all alone My setting sun, self appointed, I am a fraud You are the martyr It's decided and I owe you several worlds I can tell you... Rat in the sewer, scraps they left behind Once their visionary, and they all have robbed you blind Your broken records playing for None fabricate song Amputated creative tongue You sing on and on and I can tell you why I'm bringing you down, Calling you out, Taking your shield It's easier now Years have been kind Distance between Has given hind sight I jumped a train Your tragedy so easy to read, Is bitter envy They're reaping all the lowly benefits You missed the train they stole And you've never... I'm burning you down, Calling you out, Taking your shield It's easier now Years have been kind Distance between has given hind sight I'm on a train |
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| 6. |
| 0:35 |
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| 7. |
| 1:49 |
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things don't seem to be as easy as they used to be
it's getting harder everyday to think of better things to sayabout what's going on around you and what's happening inside youwhen it's time to change you won't know howit won't matter years from now no matter what you think or do or say everything turns grey this is it, the darkest hour isn't it depressing how our minds create an atmosphere that won't happen here unless we make some new demands to grasp the future in our hands you know i wish i could but it's too late for senseless minds that love to hate no matter what they think or do or say everything turns grey |
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| 2:20 |
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Maybe it's not funny but it's true
No one here's surprised but you Embellish it, the truth is you're a slave Addicted to it's escalating And your love story's bad Drama makes you livid And the nervous way you laugh I'm fresh out of advice And sick of standing in this harms way Interstate, in debate, an impasse Driving out of hope and gas Arriving at the same mute conclusion This destination failure This is going, going Nowhere slow Drama is exhausting and I'd rather be alone I want better friends I'm sick of getting into harms way And so are they Sick of being around something That's destined to fail And the sum of it's parts cannot see They make me hat life, hate friends, Hate being there Iknow, that it's not funny but it's true No one gives a shit but you Maybe I'll just swallow all these thoughts Maybe someday you'll stop |
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| 1:57 |
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Late, I can stay up late
In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess Trying to be honest Cause I know I am on it In this, the last time I speak of it The loyalties that have been broken Mine isn't dead One thing is true Nothing is scred When everyone's talking and nobody's listening When we confide in all those friends They're just messangers One thing is true You throw the matters into blue skies Turning to grey Falling out every day One thing that's free I confide in you with the truth Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess inside my head |
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| 1:07 |
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| 11. |
| 2:58 |
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| 12. |
| 3:43 |
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Uncertainty
A foundation built on nothing I could see Secure in your immaculate perception The last resort I ever thought I'd exercise Now, all that I have to stand on Grieving from a different point of view I learned it's meaning from you In life and death And continue ...But faith is just a Silent tribute Mine is just a desperate act Give him back I owe him Throw me a line, I'll suspend My disbelief And concede Following your lead Faithfully I'm Led into this concession with hope and doubt A seemingly futile gesture Faith is just a silent tribute Mine is just a desperate act Holding on It's just this desperation that Takes me home |
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