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Intro
01:33
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(Instrumental)
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Hourglass
02:45
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Every nighttime’s darker than the last
I guess it’s good to not repeat the past
That’s when things go downhill much too fast
Though it’s only secondhand
Catching wind inside the fan
Restless and aimless like the hourglass
I’ve become the deepest shade of blue
Hesitant to ever change its hue
Always thinking it might have a clue
Though it’s only secondhand
Catching wind inside a fan
Restless and aimless like the hourglass
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3. |
Melatonin
02:47
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I’m starting to slow down
At least I’m starting
Starting something
I can’t keep the pace set by anybody
With ambition
So don’t you wait around for me
The stars seem all too bright
I cannot sleep at night
So can you tell me this is just a dream?
Please just tell me this is all a dream
You’ve really got me fooled now
With some vague promise
Hope youre happy
Cause my pulse is getting weaker
Every breath now is so shallow
As we await the end of days
The stars seem all too bright
I cannot sleep at night
So can you tell me this is just a dream?
Please just tell me this is all a dream
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4. |
Some Verses
02:52
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Everything’s become the stillest dream
Tranquility is...
wide-awake or so it seems
Between the evergreens
The sun’s not rising
I’m freely falling
Misery has made a ghost of me
Indistinct as the breeze
Help is from the outside looking in
They don’t understand
We’re worlds apart and can’t begin
To meet each other’s eyes
Two falling figures
Silhouetted
Misery has made a ghost of me
Indistinct as the breeze
I’m stuck between dimensions, thinking that it’s where I belong
The comfort in confusion keeps me thinking nothing is wrong
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The room is opaque with her memory awake
In the summertime, heat of the moment
Lives like a saint with her face looking faint
She was white as the ghost that infects her
The sheets of her bed and the thoughts in her head
Pounding holes in the floor and the ceiling
She makes herself up, takes a drink from the cup
Speaking words that are longing for meaning
Her brother's at home keeps her voice on the phone
Tried to buy him some time, feeling sorry
The sound of the streets kept the city asleep
While she choked on the smoke in the alley
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6. |
Nothing At All
04:49
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Trading dollars for dimes
It’s the easiest game
If you could find the time
Or maybe someone to blame
You’re stuck making amends
With your invisible ink
It wouldn’t happen again
At least that’s not what I think
The finest of lines was real
as it died with the day
I’m such a crime just to even let him escape
It’s getting late
Tired of watching the crowd
Buy into this shit
Moving into a cloud
Too addicted to quit
They’ve got their hopes in the sun
Leaving the rest up to fate
Hoping they won’t burn up
Man it’s already too late
The finest of times
I walk around just to run away
He’s such a crime, just to even let me escape
Late Late late
I've got everything that I’ll never need
It doesn’t matter to, it never mattered to me
Simple’s all you can do
And even then it’s a stretch
It all depends on your mood
That thing's always a wreck
I’m tyring not to deceives
and i'm not taking taking any calls
And everytime that I breathe
Man I swear I feel nothing at all
Yeah I feel nothing at all
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7. |
Easy St.
02:24
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Plain as plain could ever be
Dumbing down
Anyone it sees
Locked far away
Where there never was a key
I swear that every day’s the same
Even though
I’m probably to blame
For losing the spark
That always fed the flame
I want out
Don’t know how
Living on easy Street
Emptiness for free
Where anything goes to give you hell
Just making you wish you were someone else
I’m already done
I’m done
Living on easy Street
At the corner of filth and greed
Where somebody’s gonna call you out
Cause honest is always tougher crowd
I’m already done
I’m done
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8. |
Eighteen
03:22
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Eighteen
A connoisseur of waiting
Living in a daydream
To kill these pressures off
Tomorrow
Impossible tomorrow
Weakness took an hour
Stronger died today
The day’s gone and I hope it won’t come back again
I don’t need its problems when I already have my own
Dealing
Staring at the ceiling
Overflowing feeling
Buried underneath
Truly excruciating beauty
Over the horizon
We never seem to reach
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Here you are having nothing left to say
All because there’s something in your way
You always look
You never find
You always change your mind
To keep us all confused, indifferent, and abused
Now that time’s always running in reverse
There’s nothing new left to rehearse
Empty space
In empty halls
And rooms with empty walls
That won’t contain the things
That greater comfort brings
The words I need to say
Were never meant for conversation
So what else can I do?
What can I do?
When there’s nothing left thats meaningful to do
Maybe it’s your evil attitude
Trying to make
The things you love
Seem way too far above
What you think you deserve
But the problem’s only yours
The problem’s only yours
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10. |
Untitled
03:17
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Take a step back and watch everything burn
Happy ashes in piles on the ground, memories in the sky
Feeling, not seeing
Cluelessness questions its every move
Just like I do
Picking up traces like cops on the scene
But I’m not dreaming
Just leave it alone
Nothing can be done
Most everyone knows, you’ll talk in your sleep about it
I'll talk in my sleep about it
All so tall, every wall built in my place
Concrete and freezing
I’m getting so close I invade my own space
Soul trapped in body
So hang up the phone, lock yourself in
Keep holding the weight, and don’t let yourself die like I did
Don’t let yourself die
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11. |
We'll Disappear
03:39
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Why did I come back here
Why did I stay
Through my transparent eyes I see your transparent face
While all dimension’s wearing thin I hear you say
You woudn’t want it any other way
I feel like I’m so brave to own a mirror
And with the hand I play
It all becomes so very clear
While we’re diverting to some apathetic state
You wouldn’t want it any other way
But everything becomes so perfect
Every hundred million years
When all the stars align
We’ll get the chance to disappear
I left my body as
I slept unaware
I looked so peaceful with my ghost suspended in the air
It comes across as strange to anyone awake
I wouldn’t want it any other way
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12. |
Blue as a Bird
03:04
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Take it too far
It’s who you are
There’s nothing I can do
The branch to which you cling
The song you sing
Is a misunderstood scream
Take to the sky
And try to fly
We’ll all look like ants to you
Blue as a bird
Their every word
Never does come through
The atmosphere’s a desperate home
Is any one out there?
We’re sightless, with a bird's eye view
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