1. |
Speechless
04:41
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Drag you through the dirt, feet first
Soft smile and then I ask, where's your thirst
Rusted sunset tears the sky to pieces
Time is running out and you're still speechless
Try and fucking stop me
I'll cut you right in two
one is red and one is blue
Try and fucking stop me
Just relax while I start to dig
A tiny hole for you to live
You're better off this way, trust me it's all the same
You're better off this way...
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2. |
Palinopsia/Wretched Tune
06:22
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All of the love we take
We blame on Vultures and Snakes
Revenge was all we had
When We Were Animals
Smaller than before
This core can't persist
I see and I feel
Things that can't exist
And, I know it's true
That if I do this I'm lost forever
The change will destroy my frame
My heart and first tethered together
No start to one, an end to none
This Palinopsia will swallow you whole
Smaller than before
This core can't breathe in
I see and I feel
Holes
Smaller than before
This core can't relive
I see and I feel
I know it's not real
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3. |
I Want Your Blood
05:20
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Been asleep for what feels like days
My instincts have all been erased
In my slope I may have wronged
But my cells have all gone rouge
Starvation Comes
No sight left but the smell gives away
Everything
Starvation Sings
Can't feel it but my temples still ring
It's your blood that I'll taste
Your blood in me moves
and sings a wretched tune
No meat could ever soothe
like you do
Starvation Comes
No sight left but the smell gives away
Everything
Starvation sings
No hope left when the sun drips away
It's your blood that I'll taste
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4. |
Trophies
04:49
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All I carry
and all I do
I do for...
I'm due for a clue
Words are scary
Their results may vary
When I speak
I speak to you
Tally another ring
Like bones around your neck
They're trophies to be seen
I've got my theories and I've grown so weary of being the one
Extolling all of the proof
I've got my theories and I've grown so weary of being the only one
That gives a shit about the truth
Tally another ring
Like bones around your neck
They're trophies to be seen
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5. |
Different Faces
03:11
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And their faces make me wonder
If this is really it
Drag me under
and make me sleep with it
No, how could I be wrong
Deep in this bed we've made
Nothing will ever change
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