1. |
Screws
03:39
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Cast off the conscience;
Tear off her clothes,
Shaking the sounds of the room
Where only my voice knows
Risks that are taken;
None of the blame left in you.
And I'm hungry!
But I'll lay down my arms
And this silence
Keeps me here...
Tear out the screws!
Black out the vision
Of all indecision inside.
Cut the abuse!
Wrap up the dreams
And all of the schemes to be mine.
Tear out the screws!
Bust up the framing
And leave me alone on the floor.
What can I lose?
If I'm not worth taking,
You're not worth telling the truth!
Shed the addiction;
Truth by omission
Was never my strong suite at all
Create the friction!
Heat up the air,
Closing your eyes to recall
That you're hungry,
With no thought or pain
And this silence...
This silence remains!
Tear out the screws!
Black out the vision
Of all indecision inside.
Cut the abuse!
If I'm not worth taking,
You're not worth telling the truth!
Am I not worth it to you?
If I'm not worth taking,
You're not worth telling the truth!
Tear out the screws!
Black out the vision
Of all indecision inside!
Cut the abuse!
If I'm not worth taking,
You're not worth telling the truth!
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Do Geese See God
04:34
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This ain't the place for you to find your self-worth,
It's more than time I need to feel alive.
You're never over when over never ever leaves,
You're just a shell of what you thought you'd be.
Oh well, so give me faith,
And maybe we can get this right,
And I'll be here all night...
I want to glow, I need to feel you inside,
I want to be somewhere that this is right
You're never lonely when lonely never ever leaves;
You're just a pill that won't cure what's wrong with me.
Oh well, so give me space...
So maybe we can get this right,
I'll be here all night...
This ain't the place
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way we'll get it right
This ain't the place
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way you'll get it right
And I can't stay away
You can't stay away
We'll carry on
And save our place
And I'll be back when I feel safe
This ain't the place
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way we'll get it right
This ain't the place
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way we'll get it right
This ain't the place (I can't get it right)
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way we'll get it right
This ain't the place (I can't get it right)
This ain't the place for this fight
It ain't the way
It ain't the way we'll get it right
We'll get it right.
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3. |
In My Head
04:16
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Pacing my own lines
And racing through my mind
Faced with decisions
But bound by convention
These words inside my head
They won't find justice till they're read
So I'll put them down (put them down)
These thoughts inside my head
They won't find rest until they're said
So I'll shout them out (shout them out)
Tonight words collide
Exposing my insides
Now I am standing here
With these words for you to hear.
These words inside my head
They won't find justice till they're read
So I'll put them down (put them down)
These thoughts inside my head
They won't find rest until they're said
So I'll shout them out (shout them out)
Forced feeling to verse
Sometimes a blessing
Sometimes a curse
It can pull me down
But it's all I know
These words with true intent
That stir you up inside your head
They'll find you out and hunt you down
I know the things I said
You won't find a single trace of regret
I won't push this down
I'll let it out!
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4. |
Addicted to the Flame
04:23
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This is a powder keg
Of your own intellect;
I make you so upset
That you never want it more.
You are the ringing feel,
The cold, unforgiving steel,
And the love you keep sealed
Will hollow you for sure...
As I hold on,
I bleed out...
If you're addicted to the flame,
Then I'll drown in my reproach.
All I hear is the same
"I know, I know".
What if you're the same
As everybody else?
What if it's just?
Flail in the cold for warmth,
Question the sea of scorn
Like you've been awake before;
Like this was all a dream.
And if the sting is true,
You'll find the heat in you;
Carve out the face you choose--
Make it your own scream.
As I hold on...
I give up!
If you're addicted to the flame,
Then I'll drown in my reproach.
All I hear is the same
"I know, I know".
What if you're the same
As everybody else?
What if it's just?
This is a powder keg
Of your own intellect,
I make you so upset,
That you never want it more...
If you're addicted to the flame...
If you're addicted to the flame...
What if you're the same?
What if it's just?
You're addicted to the flame!
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