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Razor Blades
03:20
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RAZOR BLADES
Lost my fingers when I found my fist/s
Flashing hazards, stuck on safety pins
Eyes wide and wasting wish bones broken in
I want it all but everything won’t fit
Cut through the noises we know
Killing our darlings
We’ve got a choice to make
Safe at the end of our rope
Missing our calling
Rush to the razor blades
Empty boxes squeezing us to death
Haunted crosses breathing down our necks
A thousand cuts have the last laugh
I’m a mountain, you can’t pass me up
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2. |
Liars
03:54
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LIARS
Breaking out of here in hives
Nursing time bombs to life
Finding locks in burning leaves
Hiding keys in gasoline
I took your hands so you couldn’t keep me
You broke my legs so I couldn’t wander
Liars have read our lips and called our bluff
Two heads to one's a waste, crack it open
Pour out our brains, our thoughts better spoken
Damage ourselves to not fall in love
Plastic actors faking thrills
Stealing lines from silent films
Buried hatchets, hard to find
Breath on fire, guiding light
We went to strange places
Searching for old faces
Rose colored glasses of dust
Dig us from old graves
Dancing on dead weight
Love is deranged and fear’s a crutch
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Smile & Wave
03:41
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SMILE & WAVE
We broke the wedding bells to make the rings
We burned the list of our favorite things
We laid the flowers out, petals and thorns
We smashed the bottles and kept all the corks
You’re beautiful, I must say
I’m head over heels
Clicking my feet three times
There’s no place….
If I hadn’t gunned straight for the sun
We’d want answers
It’s better to know than just to
Show up, smile, and wave
Displayed our renegade for cheers and looks
Liars stab shiny pins - and tiny hooks in what might have been
Stealing memories taking form
From fairytales never born
While they’re building love on fault lines
Castles made from sand and mud
We’ll fill our glasses with the tide’s wine
Rising higher with the flood
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4. |
Better Off
03:21
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BETTER OFF
I didn’t know what we had started
I couldn’t see the pieces then
Pulled us closer, found us toxic
How misleading it had been
I know that I’m broken hearted
I know that I’m aching on the mend
I know that I’m easily abused
And that we’re better off friends
Caged in safety, waste away from it
Hope has starved us both to death
We’ve taken flame and burned contagious
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5. |
Acid Rain
03:00
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ACID RAIN
I am a swollen tongue silence finds
Dressing wolves in white noise
I am a bleach that’s made to find your eyes
Halting dreams in damage
We could have been gods hurling fire
Swaying the cradle to a broken lullaby
We’re only happy in a haze
Floating carbon; call me acid rain
I am electric color
Leading blind vultures into panic
We could have been gods hurling fire
Swaying the cradle to a broken lullaby
We’re only happy in a haze
Floating carbon;
We could have been hope’s show and tell
The brightest pennies at the bottom of the well
Hear only echoes when we sing
Floating carbon; call me acid rain
Don’t forget that we planted seeds
In the wounds of a wish that grew only weeds
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6. |
Pulling Teeth
03:15
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PULLING TEETH
Finding real’s like pulling teeth
Out with a bang from hide and seek
Climbed into a cannon, fell asleep
Waking up in flight is for the birds and bees and kites
But for now, I can see everything
I see a pack of lies and liars
Selling us water while starting fires
Hope is hopeless
Finding real’s like pulling teeth
I spy wolves and they’re in sheep’s clothing
A crash through the trees had wrapped me in
Sap, thick as thieves, on paper skin
Finding real’s like pulling teeth
I spy wolves and they’re in sheep’s clothing
Come out Beelzebub, our wicked winged vice
Lash silver tongues from blackened lungs
Breathe fire from the flies
Hollow crowds in love with loud, jealous all the time
Throw us out of sight, out of mind
Finding real’s like pulling teeth
I spy wolves and they’re in sheep’s clothing
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Typecast
02:50
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TYPECAST
Exhibit: yours truly,
Echoes and vice
Bad habits tear through me
Muscles and mind
A time for everything
A place for everyone
So lovely stuck beneath our thumbs
Tell me a story I’ve heard before
One where I know the ending
Show me the moves I’ve loved you for
But nothing else, nothing else
Bring me back to times passed
A wish for the well you’re digging
A brave and leading typecast
But nothing else, nothing else
A scripted romance is
Half full of heart
While pinning both arms back
Reach for the stars
Letting the blind lead the pack
Kicking a dead horse that kicks back
Setting me up for another attack
I’ve had it
I’ll leave us broke beyond repair
Terrorize our safest thoughts
I’m not what you think you love
You’re looking for a ghost and you’ve gotta give it up
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Memories
02:52
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MEMORIES
Take me by the hand
Haunted fingers, empty threats
There’s enough clouds and shapes
Caught in great escapes
We’ve gotten soaked with fireworks and flames
Beautiful robot/s, switches and tin
Heavenly bodies, and the Devil within them
Swing marionettes from life and limb
A needle buried in stacks of pins
Tuned for trembling
Wired for kissing machines
Calm down, we’re fine for now
Gathered here in a burning house
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9. |
Taking Sides
03:08
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TAKING SIDES
Cut me some slack
I’ve been gone a long time
Blinding my ears from my eyes
Dressed in distortion
And flattering lights
Up on the hill taking sides
Carved out a place
Filled it with hate
Forgive my recklessness
I’ve been in vice
Up on the hill taking sides
I’ve been made Teacher’s Pet
And I’ve been taking the wrong bets
I could stand to fall from grace
Forgive my recklessness
I’ve been in vice
Up on the hill taking sides
Choked on my welcome
By swallowing pride
Up on the hill taking sides
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The Weeds
04:02
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THE WEEDS
Calling out to pull me in, undress your dirtiness
A wreath around my neck, I’m collared down
Celebrate on hands and knees
Owning up to whoring out our laughter
Didn’t heed the warning and laid to sleep beneath the weeds
No one’s left to pull me inside their toxic memories
Killing time with kindness reserves your bed beneath the weeds
Caught the lie, changed the tune
Lost the time, played the fool
How mistaken
Broken wide, sing the rule
Spit the poison, keep us cruel
No one will pull us from the weeds
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