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The Last Dance
01:18
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Love Letter
02:53
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Our flags will always fly at half-mast, because there's always something new to mourn.
It stops feeling like a tragedy when it happens every fucking day.
Every new misfortune gives the voiceless another chance to speak.
Stand on the backs of the dead and the killers, pound your chest and cast your stones.
Stand on the backs of the dead like a hero, do your best to be noticed.
Each new disaster is a platform to spread divisive propaganda.
It’s some kind of misguided search for validation, or maybe a blind gesture of ignorant loyalty.
Fuck it (all).
This world is ruled by a new kind of terror.
We’ve become our own worst enemies, pointing fingers at each other until there’s nothing left.
I want to set this world on fire, and watch every man, woman, and child burn.
I want to sleep on their ashes, and know the peace of solitude and silence.
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Bombshell
02:56
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Wasted.
Don’t take it for granted, there’s no second chances.
Hold on to your regrets, that's all you'll have left.
Watch the world from a safe distance.
Somehow you’ve convinced yourself you're having a good time.
Too many days lost in the dark.
Pushed out of sight, turned off your mind.
There's no romance in this life you live.
Ignorant or just unwilling to truly know...
Drop this bombshell.
Hold on to your regrets, that's all you'll have left.
Watch the world from a safe distance.
Somehow you’ve convinced yourself you're having a good time.
That's all, this is it.
This is all you fucking get.
This is life, this is death.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Don't take it for granted, there's no second chances.
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No Relation
02:20
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We don't stand on the backs of giants, we wade through an ocean of corpses.
Fallen titans that never understood what it meant.
Reaping more than they sew, leaving the landscape barren and void.
Sold their souls, devoured the consumer, now they lay and rot.
Their legacies long since forgotten, ignored by those who chose to move on.
We will never stand so far above the crowd.
The sea of bodies doesn't part before us.
The path we walk wasn't paved by stars.
You didn't pave my way.
We were never on the same page.
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8 Days in California
02:53
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I need to find a way to shake this fucking feeling off.
14 hours, and it feels like a lifetime.
Another hour and things could’ve gone so very wrong.
I don’t know if what I’m seeing is even real.
My heart is pounding, my mind is racing, I’m out of control.
It’s all around me, it surrounds me.
I love and hate the way this feels.
I want so much more, I want so much...
I want so much more, I don’t need this.
It’s so painfully familiar.
I can never climb too high.
I want so much more, but I’d settle for another word.
We will live forever.
We will never die.
I’m on the verge of collapse, I’m trying to hold myself together.
That voice I’ll never forget, I’d give it all just to hear it again.
We will live forever.
We will never die.
I want to feel this forever, and never again.
My heart is pounding, my mind is racing, I’m out of control.
It’s all around me, it surrounds me.
I love and hate the way this feels.
I’m fooling myself, I’m such a fool.
There’s no fucking chance, this is not real.
This will never happen.
I’m lost inside my own mind.
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The Great Divide
03:46
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I am not like you.
I'm not here to tell you that I'm happy.
You don't want to be like me.
I just wear this mask for you every fucking day.
I force a smile, pretend everything’s alright.
You deflect, ignore, deny.
I am not like you.
I'm such a talented actor, you see what I want you to see.
You're such a talented liar, you think what you're supposed to think.
You can tell yourself what you want to hear, but that doesn't make it true.
You hide behind opinions, and ignore the facts.
Living in the dark, right where you’ve chosen to be.
Try to bend the world to your will, life is not what you want it to be.
Honesty and sincerity only equal misery, (but) I won't sacrifice truth for comfort.
There’s no escape from this reality.
I'm such a talented actor, you see what I want you to see.
You're such a talented liar, you think what you're supposed to think.
You can tell yourself what you want to hear, but that doesn't make it true.
Stop living the dream, and wake up to the nightmare.
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