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Sifted
05:11
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I sifted through the soil and found nothing at all
Came home empty handed
Ever since we were little
We were told everyday
There's treasure hidden everywhere
I sifted through the people and found no one at alI
I came home empty handed
Rise above, find the one
I've had enough
it's time to run
I drifted to the east coast
and saw nothing at all
I left home empty handed
I lifted through the darkness
that's when I saw it all
A tattered picture of my best friend
I've had enough
time to go to home
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Weighted Eyes
04:09
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Sound bites of a sound mind
We lay the tracks, we don't have crash
Learn your lines and play your part
It's getting late so keep your eyes wide
City lights for a good soul
Dirt paths for the lost ones,
And you can always tell by their eyes
But you can never reason with their lies
You've got to place your trust
Somewhere it won't get crushed
Safe places, where the lights start to dim
Same reason your thoughts are running thin
We're fading to black
Let the chorus sing
I won't abandon you
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3. |
Model
03:57
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Its getting to me bad now
A scene out of my stubborn head
With actions born out of spite
Our old patterns will never die
We make changes to the story
We are the victims of our lies
Tell me what you really know
Tell me what you really need
I've been waiting all my life to hear you say...
Breathe in, breathe out
You're tearing me apart
A victim of your crime
I settle debt with money
that you pay me almost every night
It's comfort that you need now
So close to touch yet hard to see
With patience you can fake polite
Its priceless when you see them try
A model citizen
with nothing to hide
Its getting to me bad now
A scene out of my stubborn head
With actions born out of spite
Our old patterns will never die
We make changes to the story
We are the victims of our lies
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4. |
Copper
05:14
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Ask me again
How we're going to make it
When the cards are stacked so damn high
Tell me you're out
Say its the last time
Say we're all out of copper and all out of time this month again
I am so sorry that you've lost touch with your worth
Was it the forces that be or just your second voice?
Dont take it the wrong way
But I see you drowning now
Trust me when I say that you wont fall fast
Theres time to climb
I'll be with you dear
Remind you of
Every doubt you ever had then
Remember how
We'll remember how we got here
We've got time
But none to say how it got so bad
Come break my heart
I take it for granted
Go on this way and I may break it myself
You're so serene
Could I sleep next to you once more?
We're not quite out yet
And yet of this you're not sure
Dont take it the wrong way
But will you stand up somehow
Trust me when I say tomorrow won't be our last
(Get up, get up, the sheets won't save you
The ceiling whispers mistakes that made you)
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5. |
Til Death
03:47
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Every time I want to let you go
All's it takes is a little know
I'm not selling secrets
I'm just selling you out
Every time I want to see you cry
All's it takes is a little lie
'cause I'm not selling secrets
I'm just selling you out
As the beat drops
Listen to my heart stop
I've been falling so hard
But I'm not, no I am not letting you go
Every time I want to get close to you
I find myself alone
You are everything I want, I hope you know
I'm in love now
can't you understand?
My lack of conscience is a growing trend
This prescription is my addiction
I'm selling love like a whore
As the beat drops
listen as the door locks
you'll be tripping so hard
I'm not leaving, no I am not letting you go
You call your suspicions
We are in paralysis
I am caged and drowning within the thought of you
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