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Spirals
02:53
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Broken pieces on the shelves
The mangled wreckage of ourselves
I could turn my back on them
If it wasn't for the name
I see spirals around the room
Is it all just a dream?
It’s still messing with my head
A single thought to start a thread
It leaked before, it's dripping now
Some things just flow, while others drown
You don't get to move, or make a sound
The nurse will show you around
I can see it now, the falling casket
Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all
Trapped in this conjecture
Who the fuck let us in?
I can barely hear the lecture
Over the voices in my head
The motivation, well this is all I seek
Slowly happening to me
The paranoia, despise the state I’m in
I will see you way down the road
It leaked before, still dripping now
Some things just flow, while others drown
You don't get to move, or make a sound
The nurse is watching around
Way under the ground, the fallen casket
Cheer up, go smile and wave to them all
The motivation, well this is all I seek
Slowly happening to me
The paranoia, despise the state I’m in
I will see you way down the road
I held my head [for ransom]
Pass out or take off, the dust will settle
I can feel it, mind over matter
The preacher, the master, the moron, the bitch
Throw ‘em in the fucking ditch
Whatever you said
It's all in my head
It sounds like a no-brainer
I'll give you some time
I'm running away
Tripping on my failures
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Deeper Cuts
02:43
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Hold on to your disguise
Although it’s made out of cardboard cutouts
Tear it apart once you realize
It’s only convincing from afar
I’m phoning it in
Because it’s all that I can do
Buying some time, hiding
I never really feel like I belong
Sing me your deeper cuts
Not the single everyone has heard about
Turn the record over
Put some mileage on the flip side
I’m phoning it in
Because it’s all that I can do
Buying some time, hiding
I never really feel like I belong
I hope we find each other
In the middle when it’s over
Our eyes away from the ground
For years we shoegazed our lives away
I hope we find each other
In the middle when it’s over
When windows replace mirrors
I hope we find each other
I’m phoning it in
Because it’s all that I can do
Buying some time, hiding
I never really feel like I belong
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Fallout
03:15
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Dressed as a stranger, the mirror's cracking
My dreams are dying with my smile, laughing
A bullet misplaced, you think It's pretty unfair?
Hey fuck your plan B, man I’m going straight A's
It's too easy being a ghost when everything is so loud
When they'd do anything they could to be part of the collage
You're squeezed by the envelope, crushed by the filters
If this is all, I thought it'd be better
A shelter
With freedom
It's impossible
One last stunt ‘til the word is out
One last stunt ‘til the word is out
One last stunt 'til we're gone
I doubt it'll be better
A shelter
With freedom
It's impossible
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Cyanide Teeth
02:30
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It’s time we raised the stakes
Stepped out of line once for a change
Rope barriers, they only work if you want them to
Wait up I’m still gearing up for the flight
While the fall is all I can see coming
I’ll keep on wondering why and waste my life
Chomping on bricks with cyanide teeth
Awaiting idly for a big break
No more safeguards
No more contingencies
It’s time we raised the stakes
And stepped out of line for a change
Because the warranty comes to an end after all
Wait up I’m still gearing up for the flight
While the fall is all I can see coming
I’ll keep on wondering why and waste my life
Chomping on bricks with cyanide teeth
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Show me something I haven’t seen yet
Through nostalgia’s deforming mirror
How thin can the magic be stretched
Before it’s all out of flavour?
The moment’s long gone
Can we skip the reruns for a while?
When out of veins to tap into
Just drag my passed out body around
I’ll sleep in, I’ll come back renewed
In a sequel, a reboot, overstaying my welcome
The ghost you live up to
Can only disappoint
Go chase it all you want
But you may not like what you close in on
Show me something I haven’t seen yet
Through nostalgia’s deforming mirror
How thin can the magic be stretched
Before it’s all out of flavour?
The moment’s long gone
It’s barely a shadow now
When out of veins to tap into
Just haul my dried out carcass around
I’ll sleep in, I’ll come back renewed
In a sequel, a reboot, overstaying my welcome
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6. |
Cold Call
03:59
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Consumed and thrown out, a peaceful conclusion
Messages left unread, much less skimmed
Reaching out is not the problem
It’s just that lately bottles have overthrown the ocean
You’ve got to figure it out, you’re nothing
You must have realized by now
Just a cold call away from further rejection
Read the empty room, no reactions
Faces in a haze, so distant
Crowds at the door, they never get in
Endlessly waiting for the next show
You’ve got to figure it out, you’re nothing
You must have realized by now
Just a cold call away from further rejection
You’ve got to figure it out, you’re no one
You must have realized by now
Just a cold call away from further rejection
So many loose threads
Can’t seem to pull them all
So many loose threads
Can’t seem to pull them all
At the risk of getting tangled up
And choking underneath so much content
You’ve got to figure it out, you’re nothing
You must have realized by now
Just a cold call away from further rejection
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Off-Screen Death
02:55
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Turn it off, no one’s invested in this projection anyway
An off-screen death is all I can ever hope to live to see
Written off, one of us won’t make it past the cutting room
The same who’s bound to be credited as an extra in the end
You’ll know when the covers start to quickly fade
How crooked the scale when it leans down all the way
From the high ground you’ll see everything coming miles away
The uphill battles you’re acquainted to
Cut them off these chains so the ghost is done with rattling
An off-screen death is all you’ll have, ‘cause I can’t see this straight
I’ll rain upon this whole parade
Avoiding attention like a plague
You’ll know when the covers start to quickly fade
How crooked the scale when it leans down all the way
From the high ground you’ll see everything coming miles away
The uphill battles you’re acquainted to
You’ll know when the covers start to quickly fade
How crooked the scale when it leans down all the way
From the high ground you’ll see everything coming miles away
The awkwardness of the receiving end
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Can't Fix it
02:55
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I got to admit that
I got a little nervous there
Oh it’s never right
Gentrified slightly, isn’t it?
A minefield, it’s pretty hard to bet
Where to step and what to say
In the end we never know
Teared up walls waiting to be fixed
Welcome home, bad analysis
You can’t decide to wear this hat
Hear me out it’s not the right place
[Break the mold] it’s not easy
[Wake them up] it used to be
In hindsight it’s still useless
The shots fired are no mistakes
Shattered
Crumbled
It’s over [you can’t fix it]
[Break the mold] it’s not easy
[Wake them up] it used to be
In hindsight it’s still useless
The shots fired are no mistakes
It’s nothing
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9. |
Stating the Obvious
01:10
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This is the part where the autopilot settles in for good
Where the distance is so great, talking won’t water down the miles
Are these just words we’re spilling out there?
How come we’re taking sides?
I’m not even on mine
I just show everything I’m not
Acting as if I wasn’t there
With directions set in my mind
I merely drift the other way
We could share silence before
All the poorly concealed monologues
Then we could chew the scenery some more
By just stating the obvious
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10. |
Lampshading
04:01
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No growth, no overarching story
The page turns, the chapters bring nothing
Just false assumptions that only we learned what no one knows
No growth, no overarching story
We never change, the truth is we don’t wanna
Cruising on the easy way home, we’re never wrong
I’ll hang a lantern over it
Watch it burn and fizzle out on its own
One last try to be the change
That I sing about but never come close to at all
No growth, no overarching story
We’re derivative of what we’ve always been
We’re derivatives
I’ll hang a lantern over it
Watch it burn and fizzle out on its own
One last try to be the change
That I sing about but never come close to at all
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11. |
VDTLJ
05:33
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Staring at the ceiling
In a place I can’t recall
Can you help me get myself together
Give me everything I need and long for?
Finally grasped a feeling
A transient love for something new
That just fills up every plot-hole
Gives me everything I need and yearn for
Stay out of my head, won’t give in again
Until I see you right on the corner
Dressed the same way as the day we first met
I swear, I swear I know better
Now the storm has faded
The wind dried me to the bones
You gave but took a lot more
It was everything I needed
But it’s not right
Stay out of my head, won’t give in again
Until I see you right on the corner
Dressed the same way as the day we first met
I swear, I swear I know better
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