1. |
The Wave Crests
02:22
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2. |
Atelophobia
04:19
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Saw me reaching from behind the pines
But this forest of ambiguity makes it hard to define
Color rough around the edges
Make mistakes and learn how to forget them
But I can't forget them
This place is too close to death
Learning to forget
Learning how to swim
It's hard to make amends
When you're still crashing over head
Though my limbs are still phantom
Still sparking kindle for existence
How do you forget
How could you forget
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3. |
Voices
04:07
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Shadow of the snake appears
Slithering across the wall
It's like it talks to God
With disciples in every corner
Keep shouting over shoulder,
"You gave life the old college try"
Now I'm feeling ready to drop out
So what was it that you said,
That "your grave is the bed
and how much time you've wasted"
I can't seem to shake these voices in my head
Now I'm at a loss for words
Living with this undead curse
When my thoughts perverse
I just repeat these words
I'm just another rotting corpse
And I'll rot forever
A scaling plagued disease
That outlasts the weather
Just rot
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4. |
Anvil
04:45
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Chemicals change inside our brains
Our minds are running, our hands are looking for somewhere safe
Passed the grave, passed the medicine cabinet case
No sign of calm, the storm is routinely taking shape
Switched out our bodies
Levitated blood boils in our veins
Leave me in hospice
Nurses walking by and I am breathing my day away
You switched lanes
On to the rainy side
Your dam gave way
At a quick pace
I'm left drowning
Hoping
Debris is left where I lay
Lying awake at night
Cold sweat, two closed eyes
I let it loom
Right over me
Just like an anvil
I let it loom
Right over me
Just like a cartoon
How much rain until my dam breaks
How much
I'll obsess 'til I break
I'll obsess
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5. |
Linger
03:30
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Now that you are walking home alone
You can't shake that you're skin hiding bone
And how much easier it would be
To carve it underneath
But you were just fine
Give it three minutes at a time
But you're an over thinker
They're the thoughts that linger
You're an over thinker
And you slide back down the latter
Was it the dropping of the glass
Or the blood on the floor
What you couldn't say
In 2004
Where nothing can be done
Nothing erased
And all we can do
Is pace, pace, pace
Back and forth
Back and forth
Don't stop to think
Or you'll over think
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6. |
Searching
05:37
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Arrancando
Las respiraciones
De mis labios
Cada hora
Y la sangre
Que me sigue
Cubren mis manos
No sirven
No funcionan
Porque no pueden
Tocar tu carra
Estoy buscando
El primer dia
Da la primavera
En invierno
Y lo siento en mi cuerpo que ya no vives aqui
Sublunary, the space beneath the moon
Where we're everything and nothing
When will I wake up
From this sleep paralysis
You know I'm losing reaction
'Cause I can feel it in my body
That you are not here and this is not your home
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7. |
(Interlude)
01:30
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8. |
The Wave Break
04:11
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It ends like it starts
Rushing waves, and crashing thoughts
Will I be warm in the bath
If I'm covered in red
Wine to drown the noises
And more to see your visions
I write to get well
Until another car crash
Kick through windshield
Then write to get back home
I'm sorry I'm not always there
This reality slips my mind
'Cause I get lost in the far back
Behind the brush and pines
I'm still trying to reach out
Hoping for a sign
Like, an abstract in focus
A secret in disguise
So what do you sacrifice
For a good time, is it good?
'Cause I've been breaking my bones
For a good time
So I'm asking why do we wait for a light for some summer change
So I'll look inside for a change to try and redefine this mental ache
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