1. |
Go On Darling
01:24
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This is a birth
of a monster
that was more or less
left on your porch.
And when he drags you
down to hell
he will ask you
did it make your parents proud.
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2. |
Common
01:23
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We live through values of equality,
yet I still see myself as so low.
I'll never live up to what I think of you
or the expectations I have for myself.
These words won't mean a thing
because I don't believe in me.
Is this something we share?
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3. |
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This flame burns my hand
through the wax,
the night air tells a different story.
Tears claw at the faces
gathered here today.
They light this place; they fight with grace.
I wondering how close death will come
before it leaves me stranded.
Empty buildings cave.
I walk a dirt road home
because I love to reflect
on all the things that
make me feel alone.
And life on Perkins Pond has left me so content;
I’m not sure I'm ready for this.
This city it seems so light at night
but the light just leaves shadows.
To think I would be the same,
but it’s all the same after this.
I don't understand how this can only get easier.
This only gets easier.
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4. |
Room
04:47
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Maybe it wont be so bad tonight
if I suspend disbelief
and glide away.
How can I justify
loosing my grip?
I've fabricated walls.
My mind makes rooms make room.
Lost time scars the back of my eyes.
We sleep with cold feet,
awake only in the mean time.
I've fallen from comprehension.
If I could just escape…
So consumed (I'm Consumed) with what the mind lies.
I can't blame this on a small New Hampshire town.
My eyes give up
and then my mind takes hold of me.
I see what I'm told to see.
I have my own dreams.
I'm not hiding from these nightmares.
I have my own dreams.
Am I a product of my own fears?
I have my own dreams.
And what if this becomes truth;
I loose you among the riverbed before you're due.
And what if I was too afraid.
Darling I'm too afraid.
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5. |
Try All And Error
04:16
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This old house, it shudders,
but its foundation stands
as strong as the day it became a home.
These days, where have these days gone?
I honestly can't explain, in words,
how sad...
And I've almost given up.
These mountains were born as molehills.
Hiking on uncertainty for far to long.
Make fast my mistakes.
I thought I saw a glimmer of hope
when I saw you standing at the end of the hall.
I do it all to myself because
I'm afraid of something new.
But then again my eyesight’s failed me all before.
Will I fall through the floor or live to touch another board?
Breath.
Repeat.
Repeat
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