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Locked In
04:30
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Going between two worlds
All the filth and all that plastic
All the plaster faces litter my mind
All the hours all the days
We spend our lives wasting away
Wasting away
Turning off like day and night
Shutting down to feel alright
Nothing real ever makes sense
Swim through the shifting waves
To a bleak depleted barren landscape
Leave my body in an open field
Brushing off the salty brine
Living in a different time
Every day is new and every second is old
Close my eyes and keep them shut
Let it out when you've had enough
Burn my bones and scrape up my flesh
Scrape up my flesh
Scrape up my flesh
Scrape up my flesh
It's been a lot of fun
Up in smoke, and then I'm gone
It's been a lot of fun
Up in smoke, and then I'm gone
Weave me through a saw-tooth blade
And watch my energy cascade
Running out of breath
And running out of time
Running from my problems
Running from myself
From this shadow that's behind me
Always behind me
Tapping on my shoulder
Whispering in my ear
Whispering in my ear
It's been a lot of fun
Up in smoke, and then I'm gone
It's been a lot of fun
Up in smoke, and then I'm gone
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2. |
Two-Way Mirror
04:09
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You're not alone
You're not alone
But they're watching you
Staring through the two-way mirror
You're not alone
You're not alone
But they're watching you
Through the two-way mirror
You're not alone
You're right at home
But they're watching you
They're staring through the two-way mirror
They shape your perceptions
They reach so far
Then they see right though you
For who you are
They slash and burn
Around the sphere
Then they give it to you
What you see is clear
What you see is clear
What you see is clear
Looking through the two-way mirror
Staring through the two-way mirror
From rocks and stones
To electronic tomes
They're bending shaping you
They're gazing through the two-way mirror
Alters your mind like an infection
Through your weathered nerves
Through your sunken head
Until you believe its what you deserve
It's what you deserve
For staying where you're at
Stuck in your rut
Until you can't get out
You're not alone
You're not alone
But they're watching you
Through the 2 way mirror
You're not alone
You're not alone
But they're watching you
They're gazing through the 2 way mirror
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3. |
Suppressant
03:16
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Keep it to yourself
Your voice echoes on bored deaf ears
Keep it to yourself
For your whole life
You've got a picture in your head
You can't describe but it shows so clear
You've got a picture in your head
Intrusive thoughts like a nail gun
Keep it to yourself
An armory like a hoarder's house, yeah
Keep it to yourself
Seeping through the floor
You've got a picture in your head
A vivid nightmare. a waking dream
You've got a picture in your head
That you can't unsee
In this life
We twist and shake
We hold it in
Until we break
We run and hide
With cuts and scrapes
And then we show our faces
To the ones who take
You've got to keep it to yourself
You've got to hold it tight
You've got to keep it to yourself
For your whole life
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4. |
Tamper
03:44
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With achy bones
And weary eyes
My mind is half awake
My body desensitized
The labors that we take
To avert ourselves from ourselves
From our fevered dream
The promise of a promised land
We rip ourselves away
And here we stand
Like the wind and the tides
Our emotions reside
In a sinkhole
On another plane
On the other side
With your brain on the concrete
You climb backwards up that chain
You're burning through the hours
But now only moments remain
Well, turn my skin to glass
Like cold water pouring on my face
Take me to another world
And give me another taste
Yeah give me another taste
Yeah give me another taste
Yeah give me another taste
With your face on the burner
Pressed against the steaming grate
I'm tired of all this static
But all I do is wait
Well turn my insides out
Take my mind back to this state
Guide me through these doubts
And shield me from my fate
Yeah shield me from my fate
Yeah shield me from my fate
Yeah shield me from my fate
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5. |
Crooked End
03:45
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I can't see past the sunrise
But I can feel the night coming
I can feel the light slowly dissipate
Around the crooked ends of the earth
And I can't see past the darkness
But I know I'm in the void
But I know I'm in the void
And I know I can't just cut past these reasons
Or else I'll just drop off
And every time I think I can get out of it
I just thrash and moan like a beast stuck with spears
The burning lances of life
Exerting all my energies- and inflammatory release
And every word out of my mouth is a fake cry for help
And everything is a joke to me
Ha ha ha ha ha
A burning shard of subconscious
I take in serendipitously
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