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Six On All
04:23
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In the calm before the storm,
You’ve kept your loved ones warm.
While the frost bites at your toes.
It grows, it grows. You go.
Hush, love. Tiptoe, Tiptoe.
But the devil already knows you’re there.
Move fast, gung-ho, brave face.
But baby, I already know you’re scared.
You’ve got a fire within your soul,
but it’s put out by the tears in your eyes.
Yet you play tough, claws out, head up.
Merely all a grandiose disguise.
Blanketed by his grin,
the snow-it pulls you in.
Prayed each night and day,
But the snow had turned to grey.
They’ve got intention to pull you apart,
and guide you with their slight of hand.
And you scream loud, scream loud, scream loud.
In search of something that could help you stand.
Grew desparate for a method of sorts
to help you find your way from ‘neath the shrouds.
You shake cold,
bled dry,
tough luck.
And then you make your way back in the crowds.
In the cold heart of the storm,
A girl in love, forlorn.
Lost it all to the snow,
And grows, it grows, she knows.
Divided we fall.
Why won't they leave us alone.
Leave us alone.
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Lucid
03:39
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In the swamp, a stranger lurks
And “We are gone,” said Father Sun.
Oh my mother, where’s my brother?
Where’s my brother? Where’s he gone?
Oh my mother, where’s my brother?
Chained to our coffins,
in the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
Wine stained teeth with a smoke in my hands,
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand.
Taste of taint on the back of my tongue,
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand.
I fear my god I’ve lost your hand!
Chained to our coffins,
In the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
Chained to our coffins,
In the sea is where we belong
Drowned in our coffins,
Damn, these lucid dreams.
They feel so wrong.
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3. |
These Seven Minutes
06:43
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Tired Eyes, oh they pull me in.
Cauterize wounds on my skin.
Lay me down, break my bones again.
Terrify me, you could have me til the end.
I was running out, running out of time.
Til you saved me, love. Now I’m hoping that you’re mine.
So won’t you tell me, love. Please Tell me that you’re mine.
Bury me within your fragile your fragile corners.
Together we could face all of our human horrors.
Paralyzing, your smile has me for hours upon hours.
Make me smile…It’s just one of your super powers.
I was running out, running out of time.
Til you saved me, love. Now I’m hoping that you’re mine.
So won’t you tell me, love. Please tell me that you’re mine.
Tie your scars around mine.
I was running out, running out of time.
Til you saved me, love. Now I’m hoping that you’re mine.
So won’t you tell me, love. Please tell me that you’re mine.
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