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The Hunt
04:23
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clear a path
I'm coming through
like no-one ever has
eyes to front
my mission my own
getting what I want
it's not the same anymore
it's time I learn to conquer
it's me evolving at the core
I'm not the same anymore
I'm pushing on
I'm digging deep
I'm walking strong
to the never-ending beat
I'm dreaming big
I'm making ways
I'm playing with
until my final days
hunt it down
beast I know well
the self-casting shadow
now you fade
into pure nothing
what a role you played
it's not the same anymore
it's time to end my war
it's me refusing to go under
I'm not the same anymore
I'm pushing on
I'm digging deep
I'm walking strong
to the never-ending beat
I'm dreaming big
I'm making ways
I'm playing with
until my final days
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a million bodies went away
under white curtain they kneeled to pray
noise and silence seem to melt
small ghoul cries out to be held
with my hands buried in the ground
and the dirt starts to part
and the colour fades to crimson
and this chest has lost its heart
the last breath I will spend
with my eyes shut in rue
the hurt of not confessing
how much I love you
the grass trembles peacefully
below the violent relentless rain
the horizon shimmers with life
in a blanket of boiling hail
with my hands buried in the ground
and the dirt starts to part
and the colour fades to crimson
and this chest has lost its heart
the last breath I will spend
with my eyes shut in rue
the hurt of not confessing
how much I love you
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4. |
Let Me Be
03:49
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little fool you're wrong
get out more
here you don't belong
you keep dreaming fool
like a child
refusing to wake up whole
it's all fun and games
play you will
dances under heavens
but it will end I said
and you looked at me
and said, and declared
I have nowhere else that I would rather be
no place like this one here
let me be
little fool you're mad
wasting away
what you could've had
clever people get ahead
you have seen
dreamers here have fled
out there is your goal
it'll take time
make sure you sell your soul
yet you remain with smile
keep repeating
as if there's no, no denial
I have nowhere else that I would rather be
no place like this one here
let me be
I have nowhere else that I would rather be
no place like this one here
I have nowhere else that I would rather be
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5. |
So Cold
03:57
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I've been looking for the last resort
you're no being I can be around
kill me cut me before I drown
where is the compassion or decency
how can one not care or adore
where did this start this cancer
how can one be so cold
how can one be so cold
need to get out need to escape
have to find myself a soul a soul
fear of becoming someone shallow
your presence is morbidly disconcerting
nothing has purpose except you
so false you're nothing to come home to
how can one be so cold
how can one be so cold
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
a no moral man
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
a no moral man
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Simplification
04:27
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the blood flows slow
it does
the needless fade cold
time is but an idea
it is
a passing symphony
don't you see it yet
I want it basic to the end
blank as it can get
a gift that surely can be sent
I want simplification
give me simplification
the show doesn't stop
never
it just dies to a halt
turn off the lights
do it
forget about your plights
don't you see it yet
I'll pay my last few cents
clear me of these bends
a pure clean attempt to the end
I want simplification
give me simplification
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Existential
01:45
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8. |
What You Want
04:48
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sit down if you please
we need to talk
about your disease
you see you're flawed in every single way
but I can fix you
listen to me boy
stop joking around
stop acting the clown
stop living you fool
stop being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
I couldn't give you what you wanted even if I tried
who I am is someone I'd love deep on the inside
I couldn't give you what you wanted even if I tried
the way I am you can't understand, you can't define
you're too out of place
I think you'll notice
you're a pain without grace
there's no-one else like you
you're just too strange
a creep creeping through
stop laughing out loud
stop horsing about
stop smiling you tool
stop being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
being you
I couldn't give you what you wanted even if I tried
who I am is someone I'd love deep on the inside
I couldn't give you what you wanted even if I tried
the way I am you can't understand, you can't define
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I'd like to tell you all about a little place called Sunnyville Valleytown. The kind of place where the sun perpetually shines and houses faces frozen in smiles. The smell of freshly cut grass lies thick in the Summer-drenched ambience and no-one seems to mind.
A pair of perfected woman jog down the street in scanty attire and they're greeted by their equally perfected peers who seem to be content with their gardening skills.
What a wonderful place.
It's the type of town where a wealthy young man would drive home in his convertible sports car after a long day at work and park it in his beautiful drive-way; leaving it unlocked and basking in the sun.
He'd walk his sculpted figure through his palatial home to the back yard where he'd greet his perfected wife, who's enjoying some UV rays next to an awe-inspiring swimming-pool.
What a wonderful place.
Oh yes, here, everyone is admired; everyone is wealthy. Not a single essence is unpleasant to the eye. And yet, in a place where everything is perfect, imperfections become entertainment. Yes indeed, and seeing as all have eluded their sincere selfs to strive for the common idea of a perfect human being, imperfections easily are pointed out. Sometimes violently so. Oh yes, it's a competition and everyone wants to win.
What a wonderful wonderful place...
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have you heard
they're having problems
have you seen
the marks on the doors
he's been drunk
seems she's been cheating
he's losing it
their lives are breaking
wonderful wonderful
their misery is my TV
how I find it funny
wonderful wonderful
I hope it really hurts
they're all such lying rats
and I
crawl to bed
feeling like shit
because I
have lost touch
with being human
have you heard
they're deep in debt
have you seen
they haven't got a cent
he's hardly slept
been doing the maths
trying hard
not to sell the house
wonderful wonderful
their lives are at stake
how their smiles are so fake
wonderful wonderful
I hope they really leave
that it's worse than they conceived
and I
crawl to bed
feeling like shit
because I
have lost touch
with being human
with being human
with being human
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11. |
The Crucial Signal
02:58
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