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Solstice
07:21
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The sun spins and bumps on the street
The world is up I’m still counting sheep
But I’ll learn how to sleep on my own
If your eyes should turn me to stone
It’s summer time now who needs a mind
I walk in your steps, you lead the blind
When you slip I stumble
When you fall I will follow
Where’s that place you’ve been
And your hair smells like spring
I’ve got to get myself in
And forget my name
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Dress in the morning chill try to face the sun
The gun shot is heard and we’re starting to run
I still have to find the way it goes
What everyone knows
I guess I’m not one of those
No I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna know so I don’t know
The wind blows in cold through the old window hole
The whole of my senses makes no sense at all
I have only these blur forgetting eyes
And parasites that block my sight
Down on our own misleading road
We are happily broken and easily ignored
No I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna know so I don’t know
No ,not all this things you say
Why do you bother anyway
I’d rather be left unaware
‘cause I don’t care
No I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna know
You fake the shame
We take the blame
And the promise it all pays back some day
You can keep this mess
Fuck yourselves
Nothing is ever enough for your plans
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3. |
Caged
09:10
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Ears closed, eyes on the floor
Lock your windows and doors
What’s in this heart you’ll never know
Unless it’s your own
Forget the poems and the letters we wrote
They’ve been emptied and sold
We thought we would say no
While we still had a soul
And they’ll say that we still have to pay
But that’s more than our share
The guilt and shame that follows loners all day
And sleeps with lovers in their lair
[We play for the animals to praise
All admired and caged]
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4. |
This Evening
03:33
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As I watch the sky break this evening
And wait while the warm light is bleeding
Outside the black holes keep feeding
It all ends up back to the start
Where I stare at the cracks in the ceiling
Still unable to catch the meaning
Yes I know there’s no way I’m winning
If it ever was about that
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5. |
It's Been So Long
03:24
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6. |
Still Hours
04:41
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Still hours in the cold
Minutes are long and the walls are short
And outside your door
There’s a million stars that reflect the floor
You’re not gonna go far
From the place that you start and the person you are
You are just getting tired
Of the people who lie and the shit you desired
Fresh steps on the snow
They know where you’ve been they know where you go
A thought is stuck in your head
It’s not quite what you said, why not let it out instead
You’re not changing your ways
You’re just spending your days in a frozen phase
Thinking where to begin
Without losing a thing, or the state that you’re in
So what’s the plan for tonight
The moon is pink and the water is white
Take your weapon and go
Let the bastards know they are going to fall
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7. |
Not For Me
02:08
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Lying down with these heavy thoughts over my head
And I always have to do something
But it’s all so difficult now
Why don’t things just happen alone
Drink on, on my own just wasting my time
Making plans about the future
But I know this couldn’t end right
Fuck that job it’s not for me
Nights pass from my house and I still can’t sleep
In a while I’ll have to wake up
I’m so bad in living this life
That I guess I’ll have to live mine
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8. |
Escape Plan
07:13
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There’s a clock on my right
That tells me it’s too late
And a weight on my back saying
We’ll just have to wait
But which side is to decide
When the cause is lost
Of all the holes we’ve come across
This is probably the worst
Even if I ask you
Don’t tell me where you go
And even if you miss me
It is better if I don’t know
‘cause when it’s dark we go back to the part
Where we jump in the flame
The more we get burned, the more we return
Well it seems we never learn
You know we should not worry now
And no more waste our time
Let’s find their funds and burn them down
And drink up all their wine
And when the morning catches us
Trying to escape our doom
We’re still in the room and we dig with a spoon
So we won’t be leaving soon
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