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Ocean
03:20
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The wind swept me off my feet,
yet the waves have just sent me away.
The sea is cold and alone,
it's looking for someone to say...
I'm leaving here.
(Are we bound or are we free?)
The wind swept me off my feet,
yet the waves have just sent me away.
The sea is cold and alone,
it's looking for someone to say...
I'm leaving here
I'm leaving here
and there's nothing that you cannot say.
I'm leaving here
and there's nothing that you cannot say.
I'm leaving here
I'm leaving here
and there's nothing that you cannot say.
I'm leaving here
And the sea slowly pulls us away.
I'm leaving here
I'm leaving here
and there's nothing that you cannot say.
(Are we bound or are we free?)
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The Heretic
04:29
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The rope's tight, let's take a bow
The lights have been switched on now,
It's all so negative, vindictive, all so poisonous.
Forced off cold stony walls
Leaders must always fall,
they've started cleaning out, their own self doubt. They're purging.
I am the heretic
The legacy
I am the murderer
I am the prophecy
The martyr
Of the forgotten cause..
A common cause of disregard
A junkie with no needle marks
Its so pathetic what we're dishing out
What we're shutting down
Scenes from books we've burnt before
Alternate views societal flaws
What happened to this place
Open debates are shutting down
I am the heretic
The legacy
I am the murderer
I am the prophecy
The martyr
Of the forgotten cause..
(We all pick a script we play our roles well. Hiding under masks they cast their dark spells)
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In The Wild
03:15
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Your presence chills me to the bone,
you probably don't even care.
Midnight; you hear their screams and moans.
A wolf's howl cuts through the sharp air.
I'd rather spend a month in the wild
than sit down next to you.
There has been long cold winter nights
with warmer hearts than you.
There's someone knocking at my door,
I can see their breath through the screen.
I learnt the hard way once before;
a warm comment creates a cold scene.
I'd rather spend a month in the wild
than sit down next to you.
There has been long cold winter nights
with warmer hearts than you.
Can't shake this feeling.
The snow is fast receding.
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4. |
Awake
04:08
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I'm wide awake;
i can see.
The walls they shake
around me.
I push the hate and confusion
aside for the day to breathe.
Our mothers say that we are saints;
Our fathers say to be brave,
The system says to behave.
We are slaves.
Take the bottles back,
we wont be fed,
led into a trap,
its all in our heads.
City streets are the halls of the factions.
We're under lock and key;
What do you believe?
We lift their weights,
while they conceive
the parties last decree.
I push the hate and confusion
aside for the day to breathe.
Our mothers say that we are saints,
Our fathers say to be brave,
The system says to behave.
We are slaves.
Take the bottles back,
we wont be fed,
led into a trap,
its all in our heads.
City streets are the halls of the factions.
We're under lock and key;
What do you believe?
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Lies
04:04
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I'm cold, scared and lost;
I think you put me here.
Check your phone, close your locks;
the truth will disappear.
We're in books, we are fiction but we cannot cry,
find a friend, find a common, find an alibi.
We're in books, we are fiction but we cannot cry,
find a friend, find a common, find an alibi.
Plastic Scream, you're ageing.
Leaning Walls and Oysters;
You're losing your way.
(Grow old, die alone)
I am sick of reading words in scripted, structured rows.
I am sick of hearing lies through tangent foreign prose.
Climb a rock, get a loan, source out protected youth.
Climb a rock, get a loan, source out protected youth.
Jump right off, into the foam and create a twisted truth.
Plastic Scream, you're ageing.
Leaning Walls and Oysters;
You're losing your way.
(Grow old, die alone)
I'f i held you to a flame would you melt?
If you went to the crowd, would they help?
Plastic Scream, you're ageing.
Leaning Walls and Oysters;
You're losing your way.
(Grow old, die alone)
Plastic Scream, You're ageing.
(Grow old, die alone)
I'f i held you to a flame would you melt?
If you went to the crowd, would they help?
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