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And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away
And apathy, my one way street, it took so much from me
Separated by this divide I created through my fears
And in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and tell deaf ears
If we can make it through the landslide standing
We'll lift each other up to see the bliss on the horizon
Been looking in from the outside lately
I've seen who I used to be and it's not me
And we can keep healing
And we can keep holding on
I just want to take you where our time won't waste anymore
Through the mountains on the water
We'll stay engulfed in one another
And when I can wake up to see the sunrise in your eyes
Then we'll finally be free and I'll know I've made it home
So let's go out west and bask in the overcast
And walking through the rain we'll see the beauty in life again
And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away
And apathy, my one way street, it took so much from me
Separated by this divide I created through my fears
And in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and tell deaf ears
We can keep healing
Oh I know we can keep holding on
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It's been a long night, waiting to sleep the day away
and it's been a long time coming along with me every step of the way
the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
I've fooled myself into believing
that nothing ails me, nothing kills me
the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've
fooled myself into believing
that nothing ails me, nothing can kill me
the stagnant time
is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
and resolutions take their time that's if they even come at all
always seeking redemption
through the echoes I've listened and still came up missing
always seeking redemption
through the echoes I've listened and still seeped through the cracks
the stagnant time
is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings
and resolutions take their time that's if they even come at all
the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me
I've fooled myself into believing
that nothing ails me, nothing kills me
the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've
fooled myself into believing
that nothing ails, me nothing can kill me
These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal
These wounds will heal
These wounds will heal
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Gone are the days of evasion
existence is how you create it
what ever compels you to keep on
embrace it so long as the missing piece of the puzzle
split down the middle
we had better
prepare ourselves for perpetual winter
why do we do this to ourselves continuous
escape a living hell like those other lovers hidden under the covers
it's so empty in the arms of another
see what you've done
you're irresistible with your sordid stories the morbid glory of it all
remember when times were worth celebrating
pour the wine for the fallen friends and foes singing in unison
my hell is a blank piece of paper
staring back at me
my hell is wasted potential haunting me
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This moment marks the severing of senses comatose distinctions
the gathering of flies on a irrational mind filled with broken conviction
I've seen how lies take form in your eyes
your suspicious ways followed a hollow gaze
you fucking left me to rot
but one day you'll see first hand how I've paid for your biggest mistake
sound the surrender
embraced in vain
what will you gain from this
what will you lose
secrets hidden behind your back
your silence it serenades deceit
secrets hidden behind your back
your forever ideal fantasy
sound the surrender
you have gained all
you could from this
sound the surrender
but you've lost only one
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Injected venom sucking the life from us away for eighty days
it's white noise just white noise
staying awake for the music's sake
they say they listen but never hear a thing
mass deception illusion deception
we say they listen to white noise
can this really be our time
are we found to find the line
disillusion me again
can we really be the only ones who see this charade
the meaning is fleeting
all these egos competing
searching for an identity through the series of misleading
disillusion me again
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We are the expatriated
our fate cards have played us
neighbors displaced us
we've seen that these demographics are targets
shot down by the market
I've felt the wrath of the greedy
now complete with more monsters
I've seen the needs of a city completely ignored
surrounded by vultures
we are the sons and the daughters
expecting betrayal
neglecting out passions
we know your plans don't include us
that's why we've made our own destroyers of culture
insatiable their appetite
the gluttons who consumed their way to the top
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My heart's been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times
stuck down again
this turbulence has overcome
tranquility pounding the walls inside these thoughts
I can't control and shooting through my veins
these heightened senses overwhelming
confusion replaces clarity
a neurotic rearrangement
you know the feeling when down feels up to
it's old tricks again
so misleading when it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
out of breath on the bathroom floor
and I'll make light of this night and night of this day
it's what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake
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After midnight's glow and morning's gloom has settled in its self-inflicted sense of self-loathing
waking up from the longest dream
where we're all running away
it's a sobering experience
still sinking still spinning still hanging by a thread
I've been thinking I'll stop wasting the days away and make life worth living
controlling these demons and stopping sirens from screaming
lapsing in and out of this great escape
a love-hate relationship
we're all stuck in our ways
and as we drown everyday we revel in our self-indulgence
and wonder why we feel so trapped in our bodies
in our rooms in our cities with our words
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This decaying flesh is coming back to life
reanimate me
give me a chance and I'll be right here where the sun hits the sea
watching these waves wash the pain away
and it will radiate so brilliantly that we can keep pushing on and get on with life
cause we deserve it
now I know that the worst is behind us now onward and upward
we take flight on bruised and battered wings
we soar above our clouded thoughts
never looking back
we can regain a sense of balance that's been gone so long
give me a chance to reason with the odds
to pick myself back up
regain a balance gone so long
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