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Build
03:55
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This is What I Came For
05:12
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If I ever get to see another sunrise
I'll celebrate with you.
If I could recover all forsaken
I think I'd stop and breathe with you.
But our brotherhood's a wreck and in shambles
And continues to desecrate.
There's scandal next to satire
Conscripted in our fate.
Well this is what I came for, you and your mistakes.
Where everybody's hurting, and everyone's to blame.
If I ever get another moment's notice
I'd admire the color of your eyes.
I was a shell without a shot, a machine that I am not
And then I died.
'Cuz inside you there's a fountain
Spewing bloodletter consecrations.
Your grayscale god hums in mono, the only broadcasting for miles and hours for days and states, your world.
Well this is what I came for, you and your mistakes.
This is all that I can handle, the trials and the breaks.
We're all your mouth can swallow, all that you can embrace.
The vomit that you sleep in, the wreckage and the fever, the panacean flame.
Run, run by the river. You're no Atlas, baby dove.
Fly, fly by the gullwing.
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Loneliness is a Virtue
05:02
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Moving moons, unaware
Making sure that you were unafraid
Caught under water
Sunlight in bottles
Our captives hollow
And you're not there
Further still, everywhere
Polyurethane and strands of hair
Stranded there
I traded loneliness for her fear
Low rise in my gut, I got it out of her
Oh, lovely how it's a virtue
Please don't be gone, we won't know lies
Stranded with the strongest fabric
Low rise in my gut, I cut it out of her
Not if you're going to drop the torches
We'll all be strong, we all know why
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Pneuma
07:43
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I'm strep tonight with my old nature in the back of my throat
Each time I try and wretch it out, I choke
It's burning my insides an ulcer for bleeding
On what you can't see is inside my thoughts are cleaning
You've cured my ailments
You've settled my deepest disease
And you've taken apart all my insides
And you've given me all I need.
I'm out tonight and I'm racing and riding on fire
Your spirit dwells inside, it's not me who's out of breath
Can I die tonight? Can I cut off that person completely?
So that inside me your spirit can breathe?
And we died to our burdens all at once
Rotten parcel on both our sides
I'm gearing up to just not try
To submit to this world's lie
Sinking, bleeding, some with time
Lessons wasted, every cry
Seven-fold rebate grace runs high.
You've cured my ailments
You've settled my deepest disease
And you, you've shown yourself through my brothers
And when I break, when I break you carry me.
You've taken apart all my insides
You've shown me all I need
And all that is glory, all that is yours is forever
All that is glory, all is yours forever
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Be Thou My Vision
04:58
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Sold
05:10
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Sat my life a stranger
To even those with closest ties.
Contemplated each decision carefully.
I never got a pardon,
and it's hard for me to look into the eyes,
Of all those dying to destroy me.
I follow in the footsteps of some guys I know who I'm pretty sure could conquer the world.
They motivate mountains to scream loudly.
Each night I wait so patiently,
like a kid fixated in the dark.
Casting horizons faithfully,
which side of town will rise the sun.
And when it rises on my side,
when it rises on my side, on my side,
I'm sold.
I listen to the radio and this suicidal guy he's singing my diary.
Sometimes I break a sweat at reminders.
I really should just turn it off, but hearing it again's a fascinating reverie.
A trance from glowing so bright it's blinding.
I really can't turn it off, not now, it's gut-wrenching, heart-breaking home to me.
I should've left 'em in the snow for someone else's finding.
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7. |
A Frontier
04:32
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Start of the day, runners take their marks
The race starts with a bang!
A pretty penny in my eye drips out
As two bombs collide and then the rain
My life was in that hour as everything
As all support went up in smoke
Decisions tossed in the wrong direction
As a joke
Decisions made without regard
Am I the only one trying this hard?
As if you've got no life ahead
There's poison in the water you tread
The minute comes when opposites arrive
The little warmth left leaks as tears
I feel a pop that stops the clock
The rest of the racers don't know mirrors
My skin stretched thin and patience gone
My anger and a match combine
Now heads are tails, the bill's in the mail
You tackled the wrong wildcat this time
Decisions made without regard
Am I the only one trying this hard?
Now at least your blinders are gone
But look at the ground your face is on!
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