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Pardon My Negativity
01:57
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This boat has been sinking
And I never got the chance to abort
Stuck here soaked and alone
On this one way ride to nowhere.
I'm choking
All my friends think I’m joking
I'm falling
Someone please grab my hand
Going home was never an option
And I just can’t stop feeling lost
The friction in my bones
Is burning me from head to toes.
I'm choking
All my friends think I’m joking
I'm falling
Someone please grab my hand
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Ink Scattered
02:10
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Ink scattered on sheets of paper
And if I had enough, I’d start a revolution
And we’d be soldiers in a war
We’d fight for life, we’d long for freedom
With my feet up and my head down
I see reflections on the floor
Listed, gone, dead or missing
In lists no one will ever know
When the rain is pouring down
On our cities made of steel
We are bound to rust away.
And we’d be soldiers in a war
We’d fight for life, we’d long for freedom
With my feet up and my head down
I see reflections on the floor
Listed, gone, dead or missing
In lists no one will ever know
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3. |
Flood In, Flood Out
02:06
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I’d rather be looking at you through reflections
Can’t deal with pointless conversations
It’s easier being away.
We’re heading south
But the compass points us to the north
We’re moving east
But the currents take us west
With a few hours of sleep
Maybe I would see things clearer
This shit is old, I'm in too deep
We’re heading south
But the compass points us to the north
We’re moving east
But the currents take us west
We are sailing under black flags
With a thousand of regrets
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4. |
No Smoke Without Fire
03:46
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I said what man?
I am shooting stars like a mad man
But the fuckers won’t come down
And I’ve been swimming in the open sea
Like a sailor left to drown
Now the lights are closing in
And I know the waves are breaking out
In a shore, far away
I just want to scream and shout
This time, Hell yeah
The candle is burning at both ends
Dry land, not in sight
And I won’t go without a fight
This damn thing has worn me out
And I just can’t keep up your pace
Would I catch my breath again
If I could forget your face.
Will I sink myself again
Breathless in half empty bottles?
Left to mould in a bottomless grave
Strike a match to burn the ashes.
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5. |
Grey Desolation
02:11
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The lights are always on
But we don’t see them
Till the sun goes down
We need to move on
Now the lights are off
But we're still here
No one sees us
Hold on, hold on my dear
For this is who we are
We are the wretched looking ones
For this is all we are.
Standing on ledges like crows
Mouths howling now we are latching on
Standing motionless and grey
Dead vows, speechless and vague.
For this is who we are
We are the wretched looking ones
For this is all we are.
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6. |
Here Goes Nothing
03:14
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Took you a second to fall in this hole
will take a lifetime to crawl out
What i 'd give for a mile in your shoes
For a walk on the wrong side of the tracks
Facing the barrel of a loaded gun
No more aces up your sleeve
Noone around you seems to understand
It feels like noone ever will
A lifetime of silence
It took my future it took you away
Or a moment of violence
It took my future when it took you away
One moment of silence..
For a lifetime of violence..
And as the sun goes down you slip away
They say it doesnt hurt that bad
The final chapter of this story-line
Another page you wrote in blood
A lifetime of silence
It took my future it took you away
Or a moment of violence
It took my future when it took you away
One moment of silence..
For a lifetime of violence..
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Mångata
01:47
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Second before the impact
I’ll be casting stones like rockets
Bound to hit me right back
To wake me up, to wake me up
Given the chance I’d smash my head on this wall
But with my hands tied, I wish for freedom
With a rope tied to my neck I crave for life
Second before the impact
I’ll be casting stones like rockets
Bound to hit me right back
To wake me up, to wake me up
With my hands tied, my eyes bloodshot red
I feel the anger swelling up inside me
I push and pull, try to reach out
I feel there's nothing left to say
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9. |
That Sinking Feeling
03:01
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Somebody, somebody please just stop me
My fists are red and burning out
My eyes roll back and I am sinking
My body is falling apart
Thinking of ways to stay young
While getting older by the minute
Raised his glass and said
"This is the youngest we’ll ever be"
This repetition is killing me
Face down on the floor he rolls and sighs
I am sick and tired of being cold
And twice as tired as I was before
Thinking of ways to stay young
While getting older by the minute
Raised his glass and said
"This is the youngest we’ll ever be"
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Inbetweeners
03:22
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Screaming underwater, don’t let them know
Raise your glass and smile straight to hell
Raise and toast repeat times two, awkward situations
Forced entertainment I can’t see through
Cold hands cover my mouth
So stop screaming, stop screaming
If you’re heading north I'm moving south
Stop dreaming, stop dreaming
Draining my life, soaking in tears
Wasting my life, year after year
I'm draining my life away, I'm draining my life away
The thick smoke, the fake smiles
To wear it out tonight I’ll take the long way home
We are inbetweeners, in dull conversations
We look but don’t see, we hear but don’t speak.
We are inbetweeners draining our lives away
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Sometimes, I want to feel alive
Fix me, make it good again
Just like a stone roll down a hill
Till I reach the shore
In my head, over and over again
Stuck on repeat
If you’re going through hell, keep going
Sometimes, I can’t pick myself up
My solitude is my only cage
Like an animal in captivity
I have nothing to offer
But blood, toil, tears and sweat
In my head, over and over again
Stuck on repeat
If you’re going through hell, keep going
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12. |
Roads Unfold
02:22
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We are burning the air that we choke on
Feeding the fire with expired ideals
Breathe out, breathe in
This winter smells like gasoline
We’ve blended with grey walls
and painted them black to stand out
We’ve fallen for fake calls
Watch us all burn out.
We are underachievers with blackened lungs too young to die
Our clocks are ticking backwards
We slack on borrowed time.
I am empty inside, while roads unfold at night
I am at my ropes end and I, I don’t know where to turn
Day out, day in
This winter smells like gasoline
We’ve blended with grey walls
and painted them black to stand out
We’ve fallen for fake calls
Watch us all burn out.
We are underachievers with blackened lungs too young to die
Our clocks are ticking backwards
We slack on borrowed time.
Half hearted, I lie awake most of these days
Singing along to songs we’ve all heard before
Sipping my nights away, humming songs
that were supposed to change the world.
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13. |
Time And Tide
03:16
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And if my tears would dry out
Before the end of this verse
Would you set me free?
And would this song make any sense?
Just like time and tide, I wait for no one
Just like pain and pride, I got nothing left in me
I dreamt I was a house on fire
But I woke up, in the back of the van
Each mile takes me away from my home
Each gallon burns faster than a wildfire.
Half empty, in pieces
I’ve lost myself in the process
Lost will, in recess
I am looking for where I belong
A lung full of breath and a handful of dirt
Our own little death is all I got left
Cause I see it in my face
My knees can’t hold my weight no more
No more.
Half empty, in pieces
I’ve lost myself in the process
Lost will, in recess
I am looking for where I belong
And if my tears would dry out
Before the end of this verse
Would you set me free?
And would this song make any sense?
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