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Diving Bell
03:36
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One chance to figure out if what I've got is enough to carry on
and I will say to no one; the things we said when we were better off alone
I turn to face inside
and stop time to exaggerate what you're worth
In time they'll figure out this feeling
No one will know this feeling
No one will know
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VertiGogo
03:12
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You're a soundtrack in stereo-o-o-o
with one side just a little bit louder
a bad concussion from all this percussion baby
You got me spinning around and round and round
It's a stumbling status that put us here
falling in rhythm to the beat of your tired tears
Questioning those who say they know better
If I knew myself, would I know better.
If I knew myself, would I know better.
Such a dizzying disaster, falling from such heights
You're a soundtrack in stereo-o-o-o
with one side just a little bit louder
a bad concussion from all this percussion baby
You got me spinning around and round and round
You move in stereo // You move in stereo
a bad concussion from all this percussion baby
You got me spinning around and round and round
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3. |
Malfoy
04:04
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We're OK
but there's a part to this that makes me think you'll never change
It's hard to say "I'm wrong, so sorry"
This could all go away
but you've ruined
what little you have made
So much for your reputation
You don't want to save yourself
So much for my reputation
No one will save you now
So much for my reputation
You don't want to save yourself
So much for my reputation
No one will save you now
What can I say
If it comes between
a bad rep or a hand grenade
I'd take the latter
If it were up to me
this would go down easily
but that's not how it's gonna be
if nothing matters
So much for your reputation
You don't want to save yourself
So much for my reputation
No one will save you now
So much for my reputation
You don't want to save yourself
So much for my reputation
No one will save you now
What can I say
If it comes between
a bad rep or a hand grenade
I'd take the latter
If it were up to me
this would go down easily
but that's not how it's gonna be
if nothing matters
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4. |
Blood Eagle
05:01
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Anchored by a heavy heart left out in the hurricane
The push, the tide in us felt more like a tidal wave
How are we the same if you're cold enough to walk away
and put me through hell, just to put a smile on your face
It was the first thing that I remember
the cold of December
A frozen shoulder that I tried to cling to
left me looking honest ways to get to you
I tried painting it crimson red to cover all the grey
I'd do anything to keep you from sinking
The longer that we wear
our hearts on our sleeves
the darker it bruises
the harder it bleeds
The longer that we wear
our hearts on our sleeves
the darker it bruises
the harder it bleeds
If we could speak together
just talk honestly
Then we could fix each other
the harder it bleeds
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Split Ends
03:16
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Your stare sets the nights on fire
Don't you think I'd remember
My heart beats there too
We had time on our side just to find it
A place where we could be long
Cause Your hair was the color of my Heart
You got me tangled
That's why I cut you out
That's when it all fell out; cause you set
You set a tragic trajectory
Point of missed responses were you bleached all the memories
of everything you ever loved
and the point where we split up;
the point where we split ends
Your hair was the color of my Heart
You got me tangled
That's why I cut you out
We split ends but we're better off
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21 grams
04:12
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They saw her standing in an open door
quiet mind and a tired heart
Holding out for so much more
or something better
Is it the emptiness you fear
or the free fall
I've been wondering what keeps us here
if it feels like the first time I'm coming home
A break in silence, gathered to see your face
dressed head to toe in black from the inside out
and if they ask you just say you know
cause we don't know
til the curtains close and we turn the lights down low
Is it the emptiness you fear
or the free fall
I've been wondering what keeps us here
if it feels like the first time..
Is it the emptiness you fear
or the free fall
I've been wondering what keeps us here
if it feels like the first time I'm coming home
Or is it heartache you that you fear
One more kiss then I'm out the door
Save your tears for something steady
I'm ready; for the first time I'm coming home
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Ghost Friends Moorestown, New Jersey
4-piece basement dweller howling echos of love and loss. Our reverberations cling to the rusted pipes cemented into the foundation, as the sounds of our angst pry their way through the cracks in your floorboards. We're down here.
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