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Haunted
02:50
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It's truly daunting; the shadow that follows me. Reluctantly confronting this thing believed to have haunted your house and your dreams. This memory has haunted me. I hate this place, your friends and your ties. All along biting my tongue. But you and I - we were alright. What should I do now, while you're sinking deep into the ground? Drowning yourself in transparency; you're back where you started: care free. It's still haunting me.
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No News is Good News
02:33
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Obtuse. Pain and sound; these things torment you, weigh me down and I've nothing to say or do. While you suffer in your misery you're tongue-tied too. Why won't good things stop fleeting? Ask yourself, but no one is waiting for you. It's alright I haven't heard from you because no news is good news. Solemn, patient and left with my solitude. The malady of your mind - you can believe what you would like. Convince yourself you're alright - whatever helps you sleep at night. Such a sad view - your rise and fall with all the things that could go wrong - with all the things that we never saw. All the good things are gone.
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Banish
02:38
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I've been banished, set aside, cast off, force-fed bull shit. Tore apart and broke me down; you've stunned me with your audacity. I've been banished, set adrift; wandered off and left my head behind. Keep coming back. You've left me alone and nothing more. Weighed down, sleeping sound, came and fled, the pain in my head that buckled my legs. Lost sense of time, counted lines just to reinvent your name and face again. I've been banished as you vanished. I'd like to leave this town for good, but some things are better left behind for better or worse.
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What Resonates
02:47
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How must that be - to live your life with such naive thinking? Believing things to be worth something - what your friends have said and what makes sense. Individuality - we get it. Differential pity. What must that be like - your life based on an idea that subsides? You claim to have known. But what resonates is not what you have said, but where you're coming from. There was a time in my life I thought everything was as it seemed, until I realized that recognizing won't make me believe.
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Reveal Itself
03:17
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You were enticing to some point, like a tone that drones, a lonely melody carrying nothing for miles. Stuck around for a while; lingered in the flicker of the flame. Like your essence, the smoke dissipates in seconds. i was certain then, I'm convinced now; I was worrying out loud. As long as it goes - this life. Forget where you come from and who you know. As long as I will believe you really meant something to me. My attention spans but doesn't do what yours can. I've been waiting for a reason to reveal itself, but so far just being around you makes me want to die.
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Belong
02:25
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What's those words you always said? Something about how time passed and what begins will end. Something about the distance from here to there and if you never move, you'll never get there. So I'll sit and stare. I don't think I'll ever know why this sinking feeling will never die. I always thought for so long you could do no wrong, but you're always right where you belong. Where do you come from? Who do you know? All the places you've been - where did you go?
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Folly
02:33
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Lately you've been saying you've been thinking about dying; hope, fear and abandonment. You're such a fuck up; this life you lead is not one worth living. But your folly leads me to believe that you'll probably spend the rest of your days alone. Suddenly this sinking feeling broke skin, collapsed my bones and left me bleeding. Speaking so slowly about your ailing and I can't say a thing. These broken bones you hold starts your world to unfold. These ghosts you hold close. The last words you wrote read "something about a place I called home."
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Wake up again - another day will begin. You stay inside because you've forgotten what it looks like. Wake up with your throat cut again; two knives in your back and your best friends are dead. And all my enemies are closer than they've ever been. Fall asleep again because it seems to be the right thing to do at a time like this - when everyone else has gone to bed. You've nothing to regret. I've been pushing all my friends further than they've ever been. Wake up again - another day will end just as the moon takes the sun over. Fall asleep again next to you - I've forgotten all about forgetting everything about you.
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Tense
02:25
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Don't know how you got so tense; past and present. Followed lines to this day. From here on, nothing more and everything after and so on. Lost my head once again. And in your defense, you've no remorse. Wondered when ends would meet. I shook hands with the devil and still you're nowhere to be seen. Great trepidation. You're something - nice to know. Still now, you'll never open your eyes and that's fine. When will it end; blank stares; this pain in my chest? Up to this point I've felt - nevermore. Wandered aimlessly and I found astounding truths that told me more about you than you. You were nothing then and you're nothing now.
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As Skin Goes
03:18
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Here you are. Keep your heart to yourself and kept away from sight as skin goes from holding bones to letting go what's so hidden deep inside. You know me; at times, I don't feel anything inside. I know you and I can whole heartedly say that. There you go; shit-luck, so fuck the world you'll never know. This gets us nowhere. You've been down, but you'll get back up. As skin goes - it covers the shame like a tattoo bruises black and blue. You will always be what should be someone I call a friend. You're loyal to your King of Pain. Believe me, you don't know what this means; to have someone by your side no matter what's keeping me alive. I've got no place to go until the day you die.
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South Division Records Detroit, Michigan
Record label from Detroit, Michigan. Est. 2011
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