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I'm falling asleep to the sight of fragmented recollections and headlights.
Then the, question rolls around:
Could I have reached in to pull you out?
Like roses in place of your ashes,
all that I know is that I'll never flourish now.
Wishful thinking gave its que, like flowers in place of you.
Maybe you should know that I see your face in reflections wherever I go, and I was thinking you should know that the thought of dying is traumatizing me.
Just like roses in place of your ashes,
all these shapes that defy your loss are never what I imagine.
One moment's time just to rest your soul, only god can judge you
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Memories flood back, like shards of glass with your blood gently pressed through the cracks
Pain that you harbored back then has manifested.
now there's no time to react.
You gotta get a grip on your shit or you'll be stuck again, but alas,
did it ever really end?
tis is the plight of those you left behind.
Withered like flowers left in the sun to dry.
Rotten carcass. terrified.
Souls bleed in the dead of night.
A pale sunset for the blind: misery redefined
Rose petals turn to dust in your hands.
A metaphor, quite simply, for the compromise of life
The plight of those you left behind
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Captivated
02:36
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She melts away my pain, I'm wilted like flowers.
Her captivating stare can draw me in for hours,
and I'm left to feel like nothing here can pin me to the ground,
when just a glimpse of you
is all it takes to make me feel like nothing can go wrong
for the worst has happened.
A thousand blank stares I imagine could never fill the void of your gaze
If living in a dream world is justified, I could stay here for
days
Show me the face you showed me before.
An essence that leaves me begging for more
Your eyes set the tone like blackened skies.
But your intentions; pure as the snow is white
New things can feel safe when I'm trapped in your gaze.
Guardian angel lend me your glare.
Captivated by your stare. Show me the trace you showed me before
Captivated
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No Grace
02:06
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Life beyond eyes in the clouds meant to hold you liable
No grace. Blinded by dissonance and unsighted faith
Does it make you feel like everything will go away,
if you clasp your hands, intertwine your fingers, just to bow your head and pray to no avail?
Nothing to show for all this mercy that you have found.
As appalling as it may be, there s no eyes in the clouds.
No mercy or grace just the cards you've been dealt. In lieu of flowers, send help.
No grace
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Taste Of Steel
02:24
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It's a nightmare. An intricate scene all forged by the taste of steel.
This riveting side of your conscious has revealed itself.
(A message to all those attending the show) a murderer's on the loose
Crimson tears forged by the taste of steel.
You wrote a scene out, a place where they'd rest. Imagined putting them there by yourself
one in the fucking chamber. I know its destination. Here to return the favor
Return a life to you of fleeting joy.
In this life of fleeting joy, mixed emotions split the difference but a bullet drives the point
Forged by the taste of steel.
A dirt bed to rest your head
No more wandering thoughts, just crimson and lead.
The only thing to tip the scale is you can't be the one to drive the last fucking nail.
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In Lieu Of Flowers
01:26
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The Devil
03:21
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So they say revenge is for the birds.
have never felt this pain or wrestled with the hurt
1 always longed for the day where I could feel less, when less is feeling more.
The window for justice has passed us, I'm settling the score.
I swear to God (I swear to God).
Just to pray to God that I take mercy on your soul when I come across you.
Now you're laid face down in a gutter.
Feel the pain that you have caused
when you face the wrath of another extension of what you killed
i have this dream where walk in your house
get a grip around your throat, and squeeze down.
I have the devil in me. Look in my eyes.
Do you hear me? Fear me. I'm here to take your lite
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Saturate Me
04:14
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Every time I see a light on ahead, a shred of the absence you left.
I'm presented with figures, a shape in the dark, a fate that's sealed with death.
Grief takes the shape of a goddess, she lingers like your scent.
She's consistently motioning towards me, it's like she's asking me to dance. But do I want to?
Vibrations resemble the tone of your voice. Feels like you're just out of ear shot
Oh what a song I hear your angel sing.
Oh what I'd give to blend myself with colors you became.
Saturate me. I am your canvas.
Reciting lines with death. I thought I knew the script.
It never ends the same
The lines are rearranged further and further from what they said before.
My questions were left unanswered but now I just have more.
Bleed me in to your scene. Rewriting your ending. I am your canvas
Oh what a song I hear your angel sing.
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Under The Gun
02:51
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Violent nature.
Try to refrain when the barrel is pointed at you
And what it all boils down to,
this violent nature, it stems from you.
what is the nature of your visit?
Will you be leaving soon?
So I adapt to your endless taunting.
Keep your secret safe beneath my skin. Then you return to haunt me.
This happens again and again and again
No more whispers. Speak to me in full. Or don't speak at all.
You know life's a funny thing. So fragile in it's own unique and devastating ways.
We're not equipped to sustain this breed of pain.
Under the gun and you're the one at the trigger.
Try to move but you tighten the chains. It's hard to refrain when you're under the gun.
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Talking To God
02:06
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Only the one to bring you to life can erase you.
so I'Il have a list of questions to ask in depth by the time that I face you. like what is the deciding factor in taking the life from such an innocent creature.
Talking to God.Give me the chance to inquire.
pick your brain on covetous hands, yet desire for salvation. Motive lost in translation.
I talked to fucking god
He told me quit praying, he doesn't give a fuck, he killed you for a reason.
I talked to fucking god, I looked him in the eyes, I told him I'm in pain and he turned me away.
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Shattered Self
02:32
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Occupy your mind with solitude
suspended in this poison that i call my flesh and bones
break me away from this life i live in chains
grief was the killer of the man in me
look into a mirror,
what you see is a pale reflection of your shattered self
exposing your shattered self
the time has come and gone to sing your sorrow
the whole world moves along while you wallow and sulk
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The Rush Of Seeing Red
01:56
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if it makes you feel better,
you can dig yourself your own fucking hole
you'll need a place to rest when god rejects your soul
I'd say next time, you're gonna think twice
about the consequences of your actions.
fucking test me, roll the dice
there ain't shit like the rush of seeing red. Die
theres nothing like the rush if seeing red
nothing compares to the feeling
You're worth more to me dead
I'd say next time you're gonna think twice,
but there wont be a next time
no lesson learned, no lesson taught that you would even comprehend
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Bleed Yourself
03:17
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Bleed Yourself.
Muted colors; grasping at your lines when you're but a shape.
Hallucinations; the only things that seems
to make me feel safe.
Bleed yourself on to my canvas. Force your way through the seams.
And all I get in return is you visit me in my dreams
Muted colors bleed into the scene
i reach for you but you dismiss me like a monster in a dream.
Things that don't make me feel safe.
Muted colors bleeding in to the scene.
I'm reaching out for you, but you only ignore me.
like a monster in a dream. like the trace of an enemv
But you're the only thing that can bring me to safety.
Does it make you feel safe?
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