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Senior C.
04:03
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Keep riding the wave, kid
keep riding the wave
like it doesn't matter where it's going
Keep wasting your days, kid
keep wasting away
'cause it's not like you can waste your life
And wake up some random day
little time, whole lotta regrets
itchy fingers, dirty specs
hungry heart and nothing less
I'll give it all I've got
'cause I doubt the world will ever give us one more shot
this city is a monster
let's bring it down
We do this day after day
we overlook ourselves
and see if we can be less human than machines
Here's to seeing you next year
we'll act as nothing has changed
well, it's just that I may not be there
This sundown is a gateway
and we're busting through
'cause it's still early to call it a day
I'll give it all I've got
'cause I doubt the world will ever give us one more shot
this city is a monster
let's bring it down
This motion is not a leap towards heaven
or a fall to Earth
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2. |
Parting
02:48
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I fear the changes and I hear them coming
I dared to give my eyes some rest
Lifetime ago, I gave up running
They carry winds inside their chests
My legs are numb and I can feel 'em shaking
I only wish I could know, just know
I wish I could know by now
If life breeds nightmares
The last beat of this weary heart
Sitting still against my will, but
In concord with what must come true
Rearview mirror makes waiting clearer
Beneath the night, just the presence of you
I wish I could know by now
If life breeds nightmares
The last beat of this weary heart
Would find some peace and quiet
I wish I could know by now
If what I'm thinking will come through to you
The last breath of these tired lungs
Would start a hurricane
Would start a hurricane
Too tired to blink
Too wasted to think
Too lost to find the last bullet
Too tired to blink
I might as well keep running
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3. |
Heart Attack
03:13
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The way she moved
in the morning mist
made me feel like, just maybe
this is why I exist
on the crossroads
we stood petrified
and took a step over the edge
as we flew side by side
and she's the fire between my fingers
the kind of burning sensation
that reminds you you're alive
embers she breathes
so close to me
I can tell
there won't be a recovery
And that's the kind of wrong
that always feels so right
like thieves we walk alone
under crimson light
you stole me from the world that day
Though my composure seems to crack
I live for this heart attack
I gather everything I ever thought to be the world
and I'd burn it all for her.
All I do is stare at her
as this feeling consumes me to the core
and though there's nothing left of me
I still want more
Though my composure seems to crack
I live for this heart attack
I gather everything I ever thought to be the world
and I'd burn it all for her
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4. |
City Nights
03:27
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Come back and I'll abuse you
pretend, pretend you don't need it
Just call it living like you used to
give in, stack lies upon lies
You brought me back last night
remembering what its like
4 months passes by
Chained up in my mind
You brought me back last night
For the last time
Come back I fucking dare you
once more, let me drag you with me
I know you want to but you're scared to
give in, let me be your worst
You brought me back last night
remembering what its like
4 months passes by
Chained up in my mind
You brought me back last night
For the last time
City nights feeling flawed
On the skin that I've scratched raw
I argue with myself
Out loud
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5. |
Civilized Isn't
03:54
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This one is about planting gourds
With the fellow with horns
And humming herds
He knows not of shame
Nor of something worse
He only places fires at ending verse
No genes to deform
Full focus
Full control
No sense of life in your soul
No will to implore
Your casket
Don’t mask it
You’re living your own death
This one is about holding screams
In a world full of horrors
Or so it seems
Keep quiet while you sleep
And while you fuck
And while you eat
And while you dream
And while you do that final leap
No genes to deform
Full focus
Full control
No sense of life in your soul
No will to implore
Your casket
Don’t mask it
You’re living your own death
No genes to deform
No will to implore
Civilitzed isn’t, civilized doesn’t, civilized shouldn’t
No genes to deform
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