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Calm After The Storm
05:16
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Don't be afraid | when the endless rounds deploy the rules | destroyed the map, now you're worthy | a ruthless contender no match for us all | what a big surprise | the shock is setting in | it detonates your eyes | my body free of sin | stiff holding on so tight
The load you bare | for the lost but we don't care | we're in paradise | this scar you wear | is forever be aware | see you on the other side
Bombs exploit you | with the tags around your neck you're a tool | wish I could speak to you honest | all efforts accomplished | you cant win them all | what a big surprise | the shock is setting in | it detonates your eyes | my body free of sin | stiff holding on so tight
The load you bare | for the lost but we don't care | we're in paradise | this scar you wear | is forever be aware | see you on the other….
Exploding thoughts of me you lost | etched in mind but you will try | to mask the taste of the rotting sights | you will never forget | you never forget
The calm after the storm has faded with all your virtue | I hope that you can piece it together | the calm after the storm is over
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2. |
Casualty Road
07:29
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Do you know what it's like to draw a blank over and over and over again | dissipating trail | a self regret | it takes some time to figure out | demons in your head | when all along the shock absorbing helps you see | a cloud so clearly | the casualties ahead
The bliss of ignorance will get you through your days | just shake it off over time you'll play it off just fine
Head is spun | revolving door | behind the wheel of circumstance | hold on tight | head is spun | revolving door | spin the wheel of consequence | hold on tight | colliding face to face | you've seen it all
A chance to kill just for the thrill | no reason in particular in this case | recklessness overcoming temperament | the sole intent that faces us all | running out of time to figure out | the demons in your head
Head is spun | revolving door | behind the wheel of circumstance | hold on tight | head is spun | revolving door | spin the wheel of consequences | hold on tight | colliding face to face | you've seen it all
No need to worry about | drowning out the dead | tearing you down | you'll be just fine with all the others | suffering down the line | lets hope the road back home | is filled with sweet blessings of peaceful eyes | and the arrival ceremonious | a chance to mend our remnant scars
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3. |
Back Home
03:49
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Back home | it seemed like a lifetime | winding down I must be cursed | not sure whats worse | the stench of death | or the welcome back predicament | strange gazes smiles | a smirk at best | I just don't get it | unbridled fate | evidently spelled on her face to the audience
We've made the same mistakes time after time | it's a worn out paradigm | pretend that we don't notice | pretend that we'll be fine | but who can deny | unsightful complications | subconscious consequence | a twisted spiteful mess | I cast the spell this time | so I can sit right here and watch her drown | take back what's mine and wear it proud | forever lost and never found
In a perfect world | I would live | the fairytale | the hero to all of those who prayed | tension rising | there's no compromise | no fairytale enveloping | a dark sincere malevolence
Can't overcome anxiety | taking its tole | count on me to be the disaster | plotting what i think will be fair | in exchange for maternal affairs | I'm thinking silent deadly | sins at a loss | how much more can it cost
In a perfect world | I would live | the fairytale | the hero to all of those who prayed | tension rising | there's no compromise | no fairytale enveloping | a dark sincere malevolence
In a perfect world | I would live | no fairytale enveloping | a dark sincere malevolence
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Frantic
04:52
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You can't see inside yourself |but you can see inside me? | say what you want | I can always replace you | with my antics uncontrolled | in this basement dark and cold | believe me I'm right here drowning in case you decide to let me know
That I can't change your point of view | you only see the bad things | a quiet escape from a useless existence | and you | in full control you | push me to exhaustion | in essence you confine me
A numbing sense of self belief | overwhelming my tragic false confidence | taking all the risk for you and me | I'm frantic
All the wasted time we watch over again | marks the constellation in this perfect quarantined desolation | if only we could set the tone | and make things right | get it straight | this razor blade
Sing me a song about a happy ending | twisted turning | buried six feet in the ground | drag me along and all your empty dreaming | unfulfilling convicted sense of it all
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5. |
Interlude
02:23
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6. |
Nothing Else To Bleed
06:07
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You realize the broken path that we've come through | factor the equation | dysfunctional ensemble a coupled tension coming to | eventual human failure | you tied the knot into a noose for us | subconsciously the savior | you grieve so deep conforming tainted love | you did us all a favour
Let it out | get it all out | let it out | get it out | let it all out | get it out
The point of no return has come and gone | and there's no one left to save you | this story of your life so harsh and unstable | only the dead have happy endings
So this is how the story goes | an incident with kerosene | leaves you with nothing else to bleed | with no one to scream to | no help around | you've made your own calls | no one to stop you | we're all here to watch you execute your own fall
Acceptance of the role | that you played in this very chapter | it's so hard to be truly cold | when the voices of your first born | are chanting between the lines | impatiently waiting for you | with all of your old friends tonight | we've come to save you | from trying again | get it right the first time | there's no turning back | justify the ending | by what lies ahead
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