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DRYP WITH THE FYST
03:14
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They'll call your bluff
Dancing, falling from flight
no shepard turns running away from the flock
you wont be leaving here without embracing fear
joining the lovers' souls you've come to take what is ours
haven't you?
dryp with the fyst
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COOL RANCH CRUCIFIX
03:04
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WELL-SHAKEN YOOHOO
01:35
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more than i can chew i could really use your point of view, get it right
go to sleep at two waking up at 9 to start my day, shake it right
thinking of the year all that i have said is coming true with no fear
is this fight or flight? rolling up a twenty dollar bill leave the lights
i cant stand to think you're right I might crumble can I fight?
(I can't get over this)
look at me im here, sure i never but i can say theres no fear
chanelling the mind working every day i find it hard to make the time
sitting at my desk all night ive got nothing else to do
walk up to the fridge my boy, well shaken yoohoo
Drink it up (Slip slurp)
Weakened by the slime calm collected fine
youre glad im doing something now you think that i was sorry now im dropping everything in life because it got too boring now i'm lying here in bed with swollen hope and feellings now I wonder
HOW WELL CAN YOU SHAKE?
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ACTUAL HUMAN DEATH
04:36
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YOU ARE NOT NEARLY ENOUGH TO BE THE WORST THE WORLD HAS TO OFFER
(when you leave those trails of dust your nostrils burn you crave this thing worth saving)
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WHEN TO TRUST
04:13
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ill turn your bones to rubber to melt with the past
churn this pot of gore your people fell sick
dying with remorse to stick to the script
let your pain speak for you linger noxious reek
lick the wound salt spice stick
cauterize the wheel that makes you squirm
make you beg knees gone sore
let you burn ive mastered the sun
regret sinking reeling gut
feeling out of state
when we trust
we wont really die here in front of the stars
just wait beside me we'll both fal apart
redeption's no decision for simple beings
the wicked and the damned a cold place never seen
you wont be the one to send us there its been too late
whether you were a saint whether you were a coward
right when you born to this world you sealed your fate
youll never see her face again youll never feel safe
you know the world just doesnt care whether you live or choose to ride you're in your best mood when you're
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LITERAL CHRISTIAN HELL
04:06
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i see fire where you're going
need you through this
feel so weakened
we're entangled
down take me down to literal christian hell
we can walk hand in hand charring stains and methane smells
we can look to those who dare to dream of something more
cuz we'll never know embrace of sin we'll play it safe oh lord
what do we have to gain by not giving up?
lets succumb to this lets just make this our cause
we've been through so much more we've grown so bored to tell
into where we were from deep into the great beyond
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7. |
OPEN THE HATCH
04:47
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back on my knees ill get off of this hell
the man greets me at the pier with a boney death smile
as we sail off you behind we're not too far along
we'll never look back here we know you're far too gone
the blue turns to black as the metal burns through
these gates couldn't hold the beast these death breathed fools
theyll all know my name as i heard towards the sun
they'll see me as i am not as i speak to the one
they'll slip the divine through your throat let it slither liet it make you dry
anyway that heaven can you never became the man that we made you into that you withered into
Breathe comsume and heal
she'll make you wait in line
to lick the salt sublime
you'll realize everything you've lost in your blindside
all you've lost will greet you as you fly towards this home
so far from gone
all of this so beautiful all you believed
to think its gone
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8. |
SOUL BORED
04:49
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tables chairs looked so much better
distant television chatter
you'ree breaking the mold
early rise to sit still pretty
come back dark and quiet feeling
you're showing them
but ive gotta get used to it all
ive gotta find peace ive got what ive wanted
ive gotta control what ive lost ive gotta find
remember when i could think that i was enough?
it feels so alien right now
accomplishing all that they have expected of us
remember when we could recall the love
victim of situations that you had control you just wanna feel like you're the all
you wanna have the best things of those that you've abandoned
just wanna feel like you're the one
stains on paper plates are the nostalgia of flavor
you say to your self because you think you're SO clever!
but no ones around to ponder your thought or to tell you that you're a good person
(but if you had to ask, youve given yourself the answer and lifted that burden)
mental pats on the back regretably confused as reflection
litter your living room bathroom and kitchen
you havent used that stove in months
but it sure feels good to sing these old songs
WE'RE SO BORED
SOUL BORED
THIS IS THE END THIS IS THE END
THE CREDITS ROLL AND WE'RE IGNORED
THIS IS THE END THIS IS THE END
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