1. |
Who
01:53
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Ambitious and eager,
Young not dumb,
So many ideas,
Was I once fun?
I don't know who I am to you
Used to know exactly who I was
My character was huge
I don't know how I forgot
I am who I want to be
But don't feel how I want to
Missing out on sights I wish to see
Too young to be an old fool
Who am to you?
Ambitious and eager,
Young not dumb,
So many ideas,
Was I once fun?
I don't know who I am to you.
Who should I be?
Did you think I was once cool?
All I am now and feel is bitter.
I never wanted to grow up,
Did I know what would happen?
I once used to really give a fuck,
I didn't know my mind would darken.
Who am to you?
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2. |
All Times
02:32
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Keep staring at me prick I like it.
Never planned on looking like this.
I normally dress down,
But yes I always wear this frown.
A lot of you think you got me underneath but I'm always overtop.
I'm on that higher level you'd never comprehend.
I am no more lethal than you.
Try to drag me down I will smash you up.
I have you by the throat at all times,
I am above you all, at all times.
Don't even need a guard up, any time
Coz all my thoughts about you are online.
This ego runs me 100% of the time
I have no shame, even when the bad in me reoccurs,
Don't try and trip me, I won't just whine.
Already been lower than the curb.
I am no more lethal than you.
Try to drag me down I will smash you up.
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3. |
Kill My Ego
04:31
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I do what I want because I am.
Created myself the way I wanted.
But let's not forget the great genes I was gifted.....thank you for my launchpad.
Patience is my weapon, It allows me to strive for perfection.
Perfection is an obsession, and sound is my projection.
Kill my Ego.
I am nothing but my super ego, blinded by selfish rage. Never am I fully in control, my wanting never fades.
I scream and bleed but nothing fulfils my needs. I don't even know what I want, do I want to kill my ego?
Kill my Ego.
Creation isn't a task, but a pleasure, where you could wear a mask, like fresh air.
But this is no facade, I'm not broke but scarred, spewing my true inner feelings isn't that hard.
I want it all. I want no objections. I want the chaos. I want self destruction.
Give me what I want, I always get what I want, give me what I want, I always get what I want.
I am nothing but my super ego, blinded by selfish rage. Never am I fully in control, my wanting never fades.
I scream and bleed but nothing fulfils my needs. I don't even know what I want, do I want to kill my ego?
Kill my Ego.
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4. |
Itching
02:47
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No real reason, I just am.
When you ram on the brakes but it's a false alarm.
Theres nothing you can take
What difference will it make?
Thinking of its one thing
planning its another.
Not quite gone,
Yet.
Saying bye to everyone,
Not Yet.
Riving at my skin,
No more.
Itching to re-begin
Of course.
The weeping is seeping and sweeping all my sleeping away.
Over-thinking about thinking away my better days.
I'm proving not improving that this thinking is forever.
Never choosing what I'm doing is forcing me away from others.
Carrying an answer to the temptation,
Just trying to forget what I'm facing.
Reminders when I'm naked,
don't know how I made it.
Check ups when I was quiet,
getting better at hiding.
Not quite gone,
Yet.
Saying bye to everyone,
Not Yet.
Riving at my skin,
No more.
Itching to re-begin
Of course.
The weeping is seeping and sweeping all my sleeping away.
Over-thinking about thinking away my better days.
I'm proving not improving that this thinking is forever.
Never choosing what I'm doing is forcing me away from others.
Feeling the sting,
Covers were sticking,
I’ll do it for you I already am,
Not bloody, itching, trying to keep calm,
Already tearing myself apart.
I still have the skills, but far less privacy,
Still masking how I feel, always treading closely.
Loved ones never far,
Numb to warmth of open arms,
Lovely talks, long walks, probably can't fix scars.
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5. |
Us Forever
03:36
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Don't let me ruin you I care for you, I don't care for me, please don't hate me
You know I won't leave, please don't leave, we said us forever,
I am worried for our future, you say don't worry, you know me more than I know me but is that true? I trust you, I'll never trust me. Try keeping faith, but I know your patience won't last forever.
Everything around me has changed,
And I have changed.
Will this change us?
Will this change be forever?
I expect too little, I give back too little, when I get affection, I struggle to return affection.
This isn't a love song, this isn't a song.
I am not easily ruined, I could never hate you,
You know I could never leave, don’t make me.
Your sense of reality is so distorted.
You fixed me, I will fix you, you are so important to me.
Although everything around us has changed.
One thing will remain the same.
My feelings for you won't fade.
It will always be us forever.
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6. |
Frozen Figure
03:09
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He only lives in cold.
Created by warmth.
If left unmaintained.
He will slip away.
Born from stuff.
Shaped in your image.
Creation wasn't tough.
Keeping him alive is.
Made of snow, his face will fall.
I can't control his chemicals.
Frozen Figure.
He mimics a face.
For an uncertain amount of days.
He becomes human.
Barely able to stand.
His Dark eyes meet mine.
In me he confines.
I'm Frozen in his gaze.
I won't let slip him away.
Made of snow, his face will fall.
I can't control his chemicals.
Frozen Figure.
I am the protector, of his frozen figure.
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7. |
Useless Skill
02:27
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Useless Skill
I'm making noises with no meaning
Reflecting life which has no meaning.
Loosing time, not self sustaining.
Just growing better at complaining.
Hurting others,
Because I hurt myself.
Sorry mother, sorry my lover.
Nothing is stopping my declining health.
Useless skill, useless skill, not so good at, useless skill.
All I write is meaningless.
Mumbling and ranting unless,
Someone relates.
Yet we're falling on deaf ears.
Help us write and create art,
Together is always better.
Without each other we can’t,
Make our thoughts matter.
Useless skill, useless skill, not so good at, useless skill.
Hours spent at a desk.
Not wasting time I guess.
Machines at hand.
Many hours we have planned.
Making our vision real.
Pushing sonics is our deal.
Not pretty, not nice,
Singing what we thinks right.
Useless skill, useless skill, not so good at, useless skill.
I can't change, I want to feel.
I Want to make someone else feel.
The time this takes to make it real.
Is this all Just a useless skill?
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8. |
Paper
06:06
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Clean white,
Fragile might,
Sharp thin,
Covered ink.
I'm clean, I'm white,
I'm fragile, I might,
I'm sharp, I'm thin,
I'm covered, in ink.
I've got a few sheets here to fill.
Wood becoming,
Eyes feasting.
Money power.
Pencil louder.
My wood, is becoming,
My eyes, are feasting,
My money is not power,
My pencil is louder.
When I write I make mistakes.
As long as I create.
I will be ok.
I might be ok.
Wood becoming,
Eyes feasting.
Money power.
Pencil louder.
My wood, is becoming,
My eyes, are feasting,
My money is not power,
My pencil is louder.
I've got a few sheets here to fill.
When I write I make mistakes.
As long as I create.
I will be ok.
I might be ok.
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9. |
Bloody Sunday
05:05
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It started on Sundays feeling gloomy.
With nasty thoughts, feelings running through me.
The coming of age, build up of rage.
As I figured out the world I changed.
I'm not feeling too good tonight.
I'm not feeling alright tonight.
I'm feeling really moody tonight.
I'm feeling bloody tonight.
The realisation that life is cruel.
And as we ruin the world burning fuel.
As we hurt each other just by living.
All could be changed through the act of thinking.
Bloody.
Loosing touch.
I’m Dizzy.
I’ve Lost touch.
I’m not feeling too good tonight.
I'm not feeling alright tonight.
I'm feeling really moody tonight.
I'm feeling bloody tonight.
I wouldn't want to be anywhere else tonight.
I don't want to be anywhere tonight.
I don't want to be around life tonight.
I just want to sleep tonight.
I just want to help,
I just want help.
Running through life blindly,
Awful thoughts running through me.
If I could help,
If we all could help.
I’m trying my best to change,
By saying what is wrong today.
But life isn’t simple,
Your life isn’t simple.
Theres nothing I can fix,
And nothing you will ever fix.
So until then I will not be alright,
aAnd you will never be alright.
We’ll all suffer in the quiet,
On this night tonight.
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10. |
Through
02:04
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11. |
Fear
05:35
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You’ve got me thinking about death again.
Only thinking of the feeling of pain.
The peace of mind you'll all gain.
I guess my mind will never change.
The fear of death it keeps you moving.
Our romance with death is only improving.
Are you thinking of it yet?
Do it, you'll feel more alive I bet.
Will I be a jumper?
Will I be a hanger?
I used to be a slasher.
Or could my moods brighten?
Will I be a jumper?
Will I be a hanger?
I used to be a slasher.
Why am I dreaming of death again.
Are petty people judging my name?
The music I create, isn't for fame,
I just like playing mind games.
The fear of death it keeps you moving.
Our romance with death is only improving.
Are you thinking of it yet?
Do it, you'll feel more alive I bet.
Morbid curiosities keeping your eyes on me,
You all know you want to wake the beast.
Our darkest thoughts, feelings unleashed,
I guess you'll see some drama at least.
When the mind slips away.
Away for eternal rest.
Rest will be peace.
Peace will be the mind.
Will I be a jumper?
Will I be a hanger?
I used to be a slasher.
Or could my moods brighten?
Will I be a jumper?
Will I be a hanger?
I used to be a slasher.
The fear of death it keeps you moving.
Our romance with death is only improving.
Are you thinking of it yet?
Do it, you'll feel more alive I bet.
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