1. |
Sorry
04:21
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you say you’re my brother, then with no warning, leaving no cover
your chatter goes cold
we can be friends, look over the shoulder, make our amends
and never grow old
or you could be cooler, carry a grudge, look for a ruler
and never let go
my best friend’s disaster, over the edge, we burned all the laughter
and silenced my soul
I’m just a little bit sorry
just a little bit sorry we couldn’t bend
we don’t judge each other, never the less, we sometimes recover
fear from our past
so let it blow over, come clean the sheets, cut all the clover,
and let the fields rest
we could commit to closer commission, change where we stand,
and settle out trust
cause, i’d like to be friends, awake from the laughter, open for flight
above the world’s rust
I’m just a little bit sorry
just a little bit sorry we couldn’t bend
don’t stop talking, you look dead inside
you ask for nothing, but you’re not satisfied
we worked together, for the fall
no you’re always looking for that Alibi
I’m just a little bit sorry
just a little bit sorry we couldn’t bend
just a little bit
just a little bit
just a little bit
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2. |
Hard in the Heart
03:33
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I'm feeling hard in the heart
like things been losing their spark
maybe we're coming apart
we knew this right from the start
no thirst for recompense
more pain than common sense
more claims than evidence
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3. |
Jealousy
03:04
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whispers in the wind
judging every friend
breaking every code
jealousy…
siphons from the strong
promises what's wrong
it slickens every road
tracing every gaze
building every cage
trapping in its maze
stabs you in the back
casts you out to sea
jealousy…
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4. |
Over and Over
03:11
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season's begging rest
my hope begins to fade
selling fast what's left
my demon has been raised
now winter colder
this summer's fitness phased
winding signs scream breaks
but i spilt over the barricade
somethings deserve another chance
somethings aren't chance
somethings somethings won't live against the past
some things won't pass
alive and well
easy waking, pinch
my foot against the floor
willing partners progress
until it's locked down, i guess
yesterdays never a compliment
so don't count on it
this nights power's diposed
so i don't care
what i fear
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5. |
Fine Emotion
03:26
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She won’t offer a lip to bite across this bloody apostrophe
Hides her tail’s retreat beside her broken jaw family
Surprised her friend’s attention ghost don’t seem to leave
Writes her song upon approach for my potential touch receive
hell is this fine emotion
help isn’t on its way
infected with blind devotion
think you caught the leak to save the boat
but still it sinks beneath the waves
Float the breach like a flag and drown the peace between
Sink the full parade of proud to kill your self esteem
Crippled smiles announced this lyric lost its rhyme
She watched my back until events and allies told her it was time
this bold emotion chokes I hope will subside
my open motive jokes; “bitch it’s here to reside”
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6. |
Carry On
02:57
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Keep you in the past
Don't settle on those plains
Couldn't catch the rest
So suckle on the pain
no
Carry on instead
Catch and drink the rain
Smooth away the past
Take it from the nest
Cry behind your chest
Sing along the west
Run across the sky
Live before you die
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7. |
Last Call
01:44
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