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Perfection was never on the horizon
or the agenda for that matter
I will learn to appreciate these moments
even if they have to be spoonfed.
Why is it all so wonderfully hysterical these days?
Even the jaded have unmistakeable grins.
You wanted something different
and I know i'm not part of that.
This blood is separate and I respect that
I will not leave my men even if they fall.
Respect the enemy even though they can be so cruel.
You've got your precious home, I've got my crumple zone
You've got your bible, i've got survival
You turned your back on me
Your cuts are seamless
This prisoner's been set free
You won't hear from me again.
Cautious grins are interpreted in many ways.
reserving trust alike dust upon old photographs.
You criticize but you don't even know my name.
You love to hate when to me it's just a big fucking game.
I will swallow this moment of emptiness as I know my time will come.
With my fists clenched as tight as my teeth
I try to say something nice to you but I can't
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Worst case scenario becomes a reality
and you don't see me laughing
I could never have predicted this fatality
and now i'm dead, does it please you?
All of my suffering was in vain
I can't blame anyone.
Would you do it all again?
I hope I never see you again 'cause those days are over.
This has to be the toughest thing that i've ever been through.
I stood all alone
I couldn't have know that this would happen
and had I of known
Then my belief wouldn't have been so misshapen.
I was never one to swallow moonshine.
I'd rather spit it back in your face.
I won't deliberately try to avoid conflict ever again
just to please you.
All of my suffering was in vain
I can't blame anyone.
Would you do it all again?
I hope I never see you again 'cause those days are over.
This has to be the toughest thing that i've ever been through.
I stood all alone
I couldn't have know that this would happen
and had I of known
Then my belief wouldn't have been so misshapen.
I've been so out of line
I couldn't have planned this if i tried.
If my belief was revived
Maybe my sorrows would finally drown.
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He traveled far, to fear false perceptions he lost his way
and something's not right..................gathers his strength
and throws into a black hole
Stars will fall tonight
Never to return
Do you want this? Do you really want this?
If so consider it done
Ten gold coins for resilience and adversity all at your disposal
It is not my fault, it is not your fault
It isn't anyone's fault
These things happen to the best of us
War ships unite, rally the troops into position, take no prisoners
On my command we will bombard this addiction with all we've got
But maybe heart attacks
They will not stop me tonight because
I don't love myself enough to care
But I love her
Do you want this? Do you really want this?
If so consider it done
Ten gold coins for resilience and adversity all at your disposal
It is not my fault, it is not your fault
It isn't anyone's fault
These things happen to the best of us
Do you want this? Do you really want this?
If so consider it done
Ten gold coins for resilience and adversity all at your disposal
It is not my fault, it is not your fault
It isn't anyone's fault
These things happen to the best of us
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Practise your best fake smile and shrug off all of your broken dreams
Watch the sun rise slow and look beyond all you know
I been looking out my window just trying to find something to re-ignite this engine
I been crawling through this hardship like an all-terrain vehicle
I'm off to Atlanta and I can't lie to myself any more
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
Practise a firm handshake and learn to make cheap small talk
Crush an eagle's skull but still stand tall through it all
I've been looking out my window just trying to find something to re-ignite this engine
I've been crawling through this hardship like an all-terrain vehicle
I'm off to Atlanta and I can't lie to myself any more
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
I've been looking out my window just trying to find something to re-ignite this engine
I've been crawling through this hardship like an all-terrain vehicle
I'm off to Atlanta
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
We're never gonna make it
(Looking out my window just trying to find something to re-ignite this engine
I've been crawling through this hardship like an all-terrain vehicle, I'm off to Atlanta)
I won't lie to myself any more
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You really shouldn't give it if you're not prepared to take it
You shouldn't try to out-wit if you don't like the explicit
My blood is colder than most, it lacks the circulation
It settles down in its host, like me it lacks the patience
I love the knife in my back, I twist it round and around
I love to struggle to breathe, I suck the dirt from the ground
I put the blindfold on, I feel the edge through sound
I'd really love to jump but I'm afraid to hit the ground
Cold cash code
Blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet, coated with moss and other Kings
But tell me can you feel this?
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
I love the agony and I embrace the pain
I love the cold weather and I really love the rain
I love the jealousy, I really love the blood
I love the shivers as I'm crawling through the thickest mud
I miss the sun on my back, I miss the golden age
I miss the nauseousness as I hit the stage
I miss the awkwardness of not knowing what to say
I miss the sunrise nearly every single blessed day
Cold cash code
Blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet, coated with moss and other Kings
But tell me can you feel this?
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
Somehow I don't think you'll be invited to the funeral
Captain was a killjoy, dirty little killjoy
He's just a human being, it's our fault
The Captain was a killjoy, dirty little killjoy
Cold cash code
Blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet, coated with moss and other Kings
But tell me can you feel this?
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
Tell me can you feel this
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You're walking on a broken foot this time
The divine becomes the deprived
You're making yourself look aged
(Head down and suck on the syphon)
The words "game" and "over" never rang so true
The insanity gets thicker
"I'm not an addict, I just enjoy getting fucked up"
The men twiddle thumbs with their fingers in their gums
They couldn't stay at home
The art of moderation versus pure temptation
Their mouths will foam
Whilst the people all around them go hungry
Little fishy got away this time
You've pissed in your own swimming pool this time
Well I can be a prick too
I get wasted, I get jealous and talk a load of shit
(Pucker up, and suck on the shotgun)
You tremble and you sweat and the horror fills you
Impatience creeping through your veins
The memories of the buzz still slowly drains
The men twiddle thumbs with their fingers in their gums
They couldn't stay at home
The art of moderation versus pure temptation
Their mouths will foam
Whilst the people all around them go hungry
Little fishy got away this time
The men twiddle thumbs with their fingers in their gums
They couldn't stay at home
The art of moderation versus pure temptation
Their mouths will foam
Whilst the people all around them go hungry
Little fishy got away this time
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Nice try, big guy but I must interrupt or I'll stop you dead in your tracks again.
Headless chicken got me thinking that our world is sinking to the bottom of the sea.
Yes but buddy it aint rock and roll without A little hard graft.
'n you make me love driving through tunnels.... (what what what)
What's that shit on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that shit on the radio?
Embeded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that shit on the radio? Whoah...
Sugar coated, glucose but instead he tops the charts again.
I know this song is ironic, electro, a prophecy coming from a man who used to care for mirrors (and not microphones).
But buddy it aint rock n roll when you're involved.
And you shape your craft to fit the masses.
What's that shit on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that shit on the radio?
Embeded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that shit on the radio? Whoah...
What's that shit on the radio?
Not talking 'bout white paint, not talking bout coffee stains.
What's that shit on the radio?
Sounds like they made it so they could make it.
What's that shit on the radio?
Embeded like shingles, radioactive jingles.
What's that shit on the radio?
I'm so sick of hearing it, but I just can't stop singing it..
What's that shit on the radio? Woahhhh
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Could it be this is just the beginning of the age of us grinning and winning?
Four soldiers united and strong, proving our enemies wrong
From deep within, the beast has been re-released
From the South East, it hunts for a feast
A feast that will feed all the fury and might
It might work, it just might work
I don't care how far you have flown
How fast or how slow
I don't want to know you, you'll only slow me down
As the crow flies, I know what I want
Could this be the pinnacle of the war?
So much more cynical than ever before
It was never supposed to be easy
We might win, we just might win
I don't care how far you have flown
How fast or how slow
I don't want to know you, you'll only slow me down
As the crow flies, I know what I want
I don't care how far you have flown
How fast or how slow
I don't want to know you, you'll only slow me down
As the crow flies, I'm falling 'cause
I've been broken so many times
And every time I climb back to the shining divine throne of desire
I now know my path
I know what I want
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Greed is all over
The rapid demise of everything
Has led me to deliver him the strength to surface and spill over
Intrepid desire, ambition to die for
Determination, on the edge of hell we stand
We stand united still
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I do
I am happy to reappoint myself as the commander of my sins
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I've always done
There is no point in being cryptic
Greed is all over
It's not what you say, it's what you do that counts
And increases the trust in your conviction (so pleasurable)
And it's not black and white, there are many colours to choose from
Boundless, we stand in infinity, the quadrucent is the street
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I do
I am happy to reappoint myself as the commander of my sins
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I've always done
There is no point in being cryptic
Greed is all over
We betrayed ourselves, that's one thing we said we wouldn't do
And now I am happy to disappoint you
(The rapid demise of everything)
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I do
I am happy to reappoint myself as the commander of my sins
I am happy to disappoint you, it's what I've always done
There is no point in being cryptic
Greed is all over
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I'm kinda numb without you, I cannot swallow my, my saliva
I'm kinda lost without you, please refill my drink before I say farewell
I wish that I was as strong as you, a hero in my heart
A gentleman at all costs, you made living such an art
Together, you can touch quiet shore, a shore where he belongs
A loving ghost watched over her and through the storm you'll sail
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
I'm kinda similar to you, I will use your name when it's my turn
I'm kinda cold without you, I got the photos out, I can't control myself
I wish that I was as strong as you, a hero in my heart
A gentleman at all costs, you made living such an art
Together, you can touch quiet shore, a shore where he belongs
A loving ghost watched over her and through the storm you'll sail
I don't want to overreact any more, I don't want to live a lie
I won't ever be distracted by the ones who want me to fail
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
Even though you're gone I hope that you know what you really mean to me
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
Even though you're gone I hope that you know what you really mean to me
I wish that I was as strong as you, a hero in my heart
A gentleman at all costs, you made living such an art
Together, you can touch quiet shore, a shore where he belongs
A loving ghost watched over her and through the storm you'll sail
I don't want to overreact any more, I don't want to live a lie
I won't ever be distracted by the ones who want me to fail
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
I will honour you and I will praise you
I will always value everything you taught me
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Farewell the wilderness hand in hand
So long brother, the matriarch's planned
Secret gifts from the market stand
As me and my beloved stroll towards the east for badlands
At the end of the subway the antagonist
Intimidating in this urban abyss
Red skin, meat scars, drunken cocaine hiss
It's pretty gritty but a part of us will always resist
They imply to my inamorata the unthinkable
But this ship is unsinkable (It's best to ignore these pricks)
Stop pushing me and stop scaring her
All these people all around me think they'll damage my love
Leave her alone, take it out on me
Take me instead, it makes me wonderfully sick
A mouthful of blood and loose teeth
The ruptured vessels hidden beneath
The adrenalin dismisses the scars
We still know exactly what they are
The first time they lay eyes on you
They think they should say something clever (But we can rise above together)
Stop pushing me and stop scaring her
All these people all around me think they'll damage my love
Leave her alone, take it out on me
Take me instead, it makes me wonderfully sick
It's always the same
Weakness in numbers versus proud
A very sober game
No silver lining in British clouds
Break my face
Ribs are shattered
Putty flesh, violent embrace
Stop pushing me and stop scaring her
All these people all around me think they'll damage my love
Leave her alone, take it out on me
Take me instead, it makes me wonderfully sick
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Encapsulated on this vessel, perished crew all strewn around me
A breaking wave slowly surrounds me, coming to wash my sins away
We've got to ride with the wave, we've got to stand and be brave
Or it's a watery grave (for our hero)
As we ride into the storm our sanity will transform
As two we will be reborn
I was crucified for what I thought I believed
I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank
The rogue waves unify and focus all their power on me
Damage inflicted but freedom won't be restricted
This situation is quite awful
The sharks have smelt this blood
Whilst one chews on the last morsel
I ponder time before the great flood
We used to feel so complete, we used to dance in the street
We used to dance to the beat
But now it's all at the bottom of the ocean forgotten
Alike the lifeboat and transom
(We will go down when she goes down)
I was crucified for what I thought I believed
I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank
The rogue waves unify and focus all their power on me
Damage inflicted but freedom won't be restricted
The water is freezing, the breeze is so raw
And I cannot feel my pulse, I cannot see the coast (no lighthouse to see)
I wish for the morning but I won't survive the night
Her ghost is so warm and bright but she's home at land (sing a song for me)
My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well
It holds all the words in my heart
I curse the day that we had to part, to part
Sipping on sea water
Hallucinations torture me (a myriad of dreams)
The horizon offers nothing
We will go down when she goes down
When she goes down
My lungs they flood, the Devil takes my hand
No guiding light, just memories of home and golden sand
My dreams shatter, as I head for a new land
I close my eyes and pressure of the ocean crushes my heart
The water is freezing, the breeze is so raw
And I cannot feel my pulse, I cannot see the coast (no lighthouse to see)
I wish for the morning but I won't survive the night
Her ghost is so warm and bright but she's home at land (sing a song for me)
My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well
It holds all the words in my heart
I curse the day that we had to part, to part
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Is love a wondrous mystery or is it just a cruel joke
Full of painful history, did I burn it all to smoke?
Love reveals it's depths when the ship is going down
My heart is parched and starved for a cup I did not fill
And this will never heal
Sorrow confides in joy, but I'm listening still
To the cries of a helpless boy
The boy becomes a man
A man who can stand on his own two feet
He has a heart that burns but a heart that won't melt
Sleeping in the light, awake in the darkest night
Please don't worry darling, I'm not going anywhere
But when you cast me away I will not try to fight the waves
This song I'll never sing, this song it cries in vain
And she thinks I'll never change
Sorrow confides in joy
But I'm listening still
To the cries of a helpless boy
The boy becomes a man
A man who can stand on his own two feet
He has a heart that burns but a heart that won't melt
And I hope you felt every word
You know where I am now
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I've got one simple statement to make
(I am never going back 'cause I am finally awake)
I've reached my limit now it's all I can take
I've been living in a bubble whilst the trouble amounts
(Wasted seconds, wasted minutes, tasted empty and dry)
I was looking in a mirror thinking "I don't know who you are"
Could it be this is all I am?
Every single day I wasted I am never getting back
But there is not a single thing that I can do about it
Every little drink that didn't satisfy me I can't unsink
But now I think it's time to move on and prove myself wrong
I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller
I cannot blame her, I can only blame myself for her choice
(She was crying to me, why did I not hear her sweet voice?)
If I find a glimmer of hope I know that I will rejoice
Could it be this is all I am?
Every single day I wasted I am never getting back
But there is not a single thing that I can do about it
Every little drink that didn't satisfy me I can't unsink
But now I think it's time to move on and prove myself wrong
I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller
Won't you turn my pages?
(I've got so much more to tell now that I've been through this hell)
I wish to open all the cages
I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller
Won't you turn my pages?
(I've got so much more to tell now that I've been through this hell)
I wish to open all the cages
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