1. |
Stitches
03:37
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Everyday it starts the same
you give it up to icons
captive in their glowing hues
Taking pains to rearrange
your daily habits stifle
but you were born here
bound to youth
so you sit...
Looking out
from this room
I see the sunlight
pouring in
broken hues
inviting me outside
But I sit
in this chair
as if my hands were tied
fixed upon
focal snares
I'm lost to this hive mind
Never free, never free
I've traded rain for clouds
never free, slowly bleed
and desperately try to untie
Everyday it starts the same
you give it up to icons
but still obstruct the blame that's due
What's the difference all the same?
they're standing here before us,
we've always needed drama to...
Pull us down
steal our crowns
surrendering birthrights
draw us into a room
where spectacles entice
Trick us with surgery
implanted with strong lies
always stitching up the wounds
to tell us we'll heal fine
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2. |
Renunciation
03:25
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I'm past the point of pain
conversations never change
all of these hours evading truth
I've passed the point of pain
the longing still remains
cloaked like a flower
forbidden
It takes me back to you slowly
just to take it back any price I would pay
It takes me back to you holding
every last confession
now yours to claim
This is my renunciation of everything
A child's final remission of guilt and shame
You've put it all in place
conversations never change
these hidden hours
hang like a noose
You've put it all in place
the longing like a chain
inciting my worst now uncovered
It takes me back to you slowly
just to take it back any price I would pay
takes me back to you holding
every last confession
now yours to claim
This is my renunciation of everything
A child's final remission of guilt and shame
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3. |
Screen Fatigue
03:22
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No I don't mind
if you wanna kiss
another man
Take your time of all guilt let go
A jealous guy
I never saw myself
take that stance
My lust for life hangs no moral rope
So you can run down every fool
confuse em with your foreign rules
I don't really need to prove my love
or know the truth
Another night
staring in a glaze
at this screen
It's hard to fight all the pixels move so slow
We can't lock eyes
so I know this love's
not a game
But what's the point of all this play and no clear goal
And freedom's just a way to say
I'm still a child who can't behave
your only choice to look away
cause I can't exercise restraint
And I'll keep running like a fool
confuse them with my foreign ruse
another bed is all the proof that
I'm not good enough for you
But maybe that's just my own tool
deceptive narratives abused
cause you don't really need
to prove your love
or know the truth
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4. |
Offering
03:57
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(I went as far as I could take, and didn't think that I'd return)
"Wait for the first opening
Pull out everything
Take time approaching towards the flame
Give yourself as offering"
Both eyes closed shadow patterns dance
the sting of years begins to dull
Float between the vail of flesh and grace
relinquishing all that's known
If it takes me completely to you I would say
Wait for the first opening
Pull out everything
Take time approaching towards the flame
Give yourself as offering
Red gloves pulled up above the wrists
grasping forward but miss
Loss and gain - the numbers flash their claims
flood then drain, erased
If they take me completely to you I would say
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5. |
Camelot
05:00
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Could've swore the other day
I saw you from a distance by the lake
Betraying strides, you can't defend
you're shuffling in rhythms to keep me out of step
They keep me out of step
you keep me out of step
Take my hand or lead
If you look me in the eyes and say
everything I live for is better because you stayed
I could just go
walk off of this stage
retire every role
discarding broken fantasies
I don't need to stow
I regret how we played
stubborn and persistent a gamblers game
should've chose the odds to weigh
but followed intuition
I was led astray
still was led astray
Take my hand or lead
If you look me in the eyes and say
everything I live for is better because you stayed
I could just go
walk off of this stage
retire every role
discarding broken fantasies
I don't need to stow
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