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Jet
04:09
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we are moving slow
deep into the night, hereafter falls
i am keeping close to nothing
let the mallet swing through the fire
i see your face staring back at me
you know i turn to you for self abusing
all of our ears to the floorboards
my eyes are falling everywhere
i know who is in the backyard
but who’s that living in our home
we are moving slow
i am a pawn in every step you take
illusion wraps me up, keeps me guessing
you put my back to the wall
somehow that wasn’t enough
I’m the result of what you never were
all of our ears to the floorboards
my eyes are falling everywhere
i know who is in the backyard
but who’s that living in our home
all of our ears to the floorboards
there's nothing left for anyone
i know who is in the backyard
but who’s that living in our home
if I’m in vain then you must be too
are we on our way back down?
into delusion we will go to stare at a glimpse of hope
make me more assured, clean my wounds
my flickering thoughts; all wrong
into delusion we will go to stare at a glimpse of hope
all of our ears to the floorboards
my eyes are falling everywhere
i know who is in the backyard
but who’s that living in our home
all of our ears to the floorboards
we peel them back forevermore
i know who is in the backyard
but who’s that living in our home
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In the Middle of It All
04:33
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…and in the middle of it all
I saw you there
Fellow dies with no one there to care for him
Wondered what the world is like outside his room he’s living in
A normal man that dressed himself in women’s threads
He remembered every word, her face, her body in the shade
Sorrow; the unpredictable has found a hand to hold
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; you are my only god
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want
She’s the one that everybody marvels at
Delicate with her voice and flowers strung across her head
She’s the one that everybody notices
She thinks about an older friend, his face, his body in her bed
Sorrow; the unrequited lust that follows everyone
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; my undecided trust
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want
I wasn’t ready for this
Been strung out looking for a signal that was never there
I wasn’t ready for this
Suspicion reaching down to touch my fingertips again
Sorrow; the celebration halts, the blinding lights are gone
Absent into the fog coming home
Maelstrom; my love for you is strong
Absent into the fog, I succumb to your every want
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Flowerchild
04:41
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I fell into your forbidden arms
Beautiful flower child
I am nothing but an echo through your halls
Won't you just stay here for longer?
I've given all to what is left of you
I don't know where I went wrong
Lately do you feel better when I'm gone?
I made a mess of myself again
I know it's all my fault
I've been whatever you wanted
It's such a shame that still no one likes looking up when they are lost
Threading the skin
I am at fault for you
Keeping me in
Faith in an empty room
Something I've missed in everyone but you
Keeping me in
Faith in an empty room
Innocent pawn, goddess of my thoughts
As the world turned, we stood far apart
Flower child is stuck in her condition
As the world turned, we had fallen apart
I am wrapped up in momentary touch
I'm feeling so worn down
I have tried but I know that's not enough
Threading the skin
I am at fault for you
Keeping me in
Faith in an empty room
Thousands of bricks, I carried them all for you
Keeping me in
Faith in an empty room
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