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Left to Fall
02:10
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Left to fall
In a cycle of reflection
A shattered former self
Left to fall
Heavy head
A withered loose end in a cold empty room
Left to fall
Did you feel my heart sink?
Failure to inspire
Foundations rendered obsolete
All feelings expired
Unspoken and faded
Exertion deflated
Can't lose the tension pulling me down
Can't cut the burden, lost in the sound
Can't lose the tension pulling me down
Can't cut the burden, lost in the sound
Left to fall
I've set down my faith in the ever-growing distance
Left to fall
Emptiness
A distressed spirit drifts through the endless nights
Left to fall
Staggered steps, turn the wheel
Solemn scale, mend and heal
Staggered steps, turn the wheel
Solemn scale, mend and heal
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2. |
Unbuilt
02:00
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Took the helm on a vain attempt
To reach for some light together
It wasn't there so we basked in our vices
From glory to grief together
We are unbuilt
Desolate, desparate
We will be undone
Zen and tethered to ruin
Locked in my chest, I just work through the pain
I pulled it together and then saw myself fade
Empty sweet nothings, all in all
I lifted it up and then saw myself fall
We are unbuilt
Desolate, desparate
We will be undone
Zen and tethered to ruin
Can we hang on inspiration?
And if it doesn't grow, can we let go?
Can we let go?
The light that we love
The shame that we follow
The light that we love
The shame that we follow
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Cartoon Cliches
03:18
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Yeah, this road is tattered
It twists and ends abrupt, like it never even mattered
If I could unwrite the fate
If I could heal somber eyes
Be it crisis or comfort in deliberate distance
Sometimes we all see things just a little different
And I'm so sad to be mistaken
We all drift apart sometimes
When you tapped into me
All certainty forced out as we withered inside and out
If I could unwrite the fate
If I could heal somber eyes
Be it crisis or comfort in deliberate distance
Sometimes we all see things just a little different
And I'm so sad to be mistaken
We all drift apart sometimes
(We know it, we know it)
We know this road is tattered
(It twists and it twists and)
It twists and ends abrupt
(We know it, we know it)
We know this road is tattered
(It twists and it twists and)
It twists and ends abrupt
Yeah
When every shred of hope's embraced, am I lost in your distaste?
Our ending can't be far behind
Destructive sympathist
I should be glad to be forsaken
It's the story of my life
All I, All I can
All I can ask is
What did I do to dispirit you?
All I, All I can
All I can ask is
What did I do to dispirit you?
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4. |
Something Simple
04:18
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Don't want to let go or go it alone
I'm still holding out hope for what's to be known
Everything was fine until the sun came up
Breath, open your eyes
No, the simplest of words
Don't waiver or walk through thorns
If it's a glass wall between us
Look at me through it and say something simple
Further and further along, I've been misplaced
I've unpacked and settled in to my inner distaste
Everything was fine until the sun came up
Breath, open your eyes
No, the simplest of words
Don't waiver or walk through thorns
If it's a glass wall between us
Look at me through it and say something simple
We don't need a victim, let it go
We don't need to hold up anymore
I've made my peace with how things turned out
I've made my peace and I forgive myself
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Holding On
03:00
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In all the noise and chaos, a hidden pain awakens
It's not the first time it brings me down
It serves to snuff my flame
It's true and plain to see
It serves to snuff my flame
It's true and plain to see
I will transcend the noise inside
There is clarity in silence
I will transcend the noise inside
There is clarity in silence
And like an empty horror, these days run on but not any easier
I reach out for a reason so I can understand or catch my breath
It serves to snuff my flame
It's true and plain to see
It serves to snuff my flame
It's true and plain to see
I will transcend the noise inside
There is clarity in silence
I will transcend the noise inside
There is clarity in silence
Just pick up the pieces, what do you have to lose?
It will be back
When the relief has been spoken and I'm sitting here alone
It will be back
Holding on
To live in myself is to live in it
I'm holding on
To live in myself is to live in it
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