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Tongue-tied
04:26
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Tongue-tied
It never seems to go away
Fermenting keys from within
Silence
A friend indeed, I fear
I'm depending on him too much
Seems to strangle me
And if I tell you what you need to know
To hear these syllables
Surrender to the blight of my broken device
And if you tell me what I need to know
To satisfy the song
Help me find the words I have never been able to say
Reckless
A tone awry, reply
A line misunderstood
Tongue-tied again
Condemned
To a safer place without my mouth
And I must scream
And if I tell you what you need to know
To hear these syllables
Surrender to the blight of my broken device
And if you tell me what I need to know
To satisfy the song
Help me find the words I have never been able to say.
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Devil-may-care
05:34
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Grace
Appears before me now
Dressed in red
Intoxicate
Fills the air with aromatherapy
Lucidity
Ubiquity
A pick-me-up I hear from the telephone
Here
In my car you dive
Into me
Fervidly
So surprised by the way you make me feel
Serenity
Tranquility
A harbinger of sin from behind the wheel
You coax me in a spell and I'm yours
Tonight, tonight, tonight I'm yours
Holy hell
Caught myself on time
Here's to you
My lullaby
No surprise, it's the way you make me feel
Serenity
Tranquility
A harbinger of death from behind the wheel
You coax me in a spell and I'm yours
Tonight, tonight, tonight I'm yours
I'm yours
Tonight, tonight, tonight I'm yours.
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I Am Dog
03:53
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I am but a dog
Hanging on to the ceiling
And if my eyes deceive me now
I stand to drown
Here's another dog
Telling me he's gone to the clouds
And do my eyes deceive me now
He's dressed in fleece
Take a chance he said
We're all under a loaded gun
Instability
Sold to me on a dream come alive
And now my eyes deceive me how
Did it come to this
Horrid growth
A phantom limb that chokes me from the inside
Dare to win he said
We're all under a loaded gun
Precious gold
Glitter on the floor
Out on the open sea
Or so I'm told
Appearances
Washed in a wave of waste
I'm tired
I want to die
Dare to win, it's all good fun
Take a chance, no mind
We're all under a loaded gun
Under a loaded gun.
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River
06:37
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Ironclad is my character
A front that I put up to evade the feelings
Inherited and learned
From my salad days
Father's thoughts became mines
Mother's beliefs became a thorn on my side
And I fought through these growing pains
Just to reach a compromise
But my thoughts turned to aggression
This unchecked expression
Yearns to be heard
Aimless in a room full of bees
Thoughts that gravitate to the surface of my face
They ask me
Am I the bad guy
Ascension turning into the bends
Thoughts that fabricate the contour on my face
They ask me
Am I the bad guy
Reaching the end of my summer solstice
Burdened with the weight of my arrogant choices
Don't want to be seen
Dead in the water
Fury swarming in perpetual motion
Coming of age and corroding the walls I've built
Only to find
I'm frozen in time
And my thoughts turn to regression
This teenage expression
Yearns to be heard
Thoughts that gravitate to the surface of my face
They tell me, they tell me
Thoughts that fabricate the contour on my face
They tell me, they tell me
Aimless in a room full of bees
Thoughts that gravitate to the surface of my face
They tell me
That I'm the bad guy
Ascension turning into the bends
Thoughts that fabricate the contour on my face
They tell me
That I'm the bad guy.
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