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heading for a fall
03:42
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Anger, frustration, the lack of motivation.
Unable to relax. The lack of concentration.
Constant irritation, self-medication.
The rebel façade, a complete fabrication.
Obsessive behaviour, not listening at all.
Driving too fast, heading for a fall.
Reckless, tired, relationships are marred.
finding almost everything is just too fucking hard.
What happened to our future?
My positivity?
The future’s black as murder.
As far as I can see.
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2. |
what's wrong with me?
03:43
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Don't know that man
The one who you think I am
The optimist?
I'm the one without a plan.
Time's bitter pill...
...growing older, feeling ill,
The emptiness.
What's wrong with me?
I was in a dilemma.
Whatever I did would end badly for someone.
I’d pull my car over and just sit there, weeping.
There was just this wall that I couldn’t see past.
My peripheral vision was filled with darkness.
Time had no meaning.
I was shutting down.
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3. |
before black
06:55
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I have withdrawn.
Inside my head, a packet storm of crippling dread
The future, black and i am flawed.
In every scene: the pain i cause
I lost my grip and failed them all.
I'm trapped behind my own wall
The World around the edge of sight
- viscous fear.
I've lost the fight.
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Before black
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What is left of me - of who i was?
I've gone away!
There's nothing left... to do, to be, to dream, to live, to say.
The blackness in my heart and in my mind...
I've got it wrong.
Blind and deaf to those who really see what i've become
_______________________
There's no one else to blame who i could name for all this shame
I'm staring at the wall, I can see nothing at all.
The blackness in my heart and in my mind...
I've got it wrong.
Still blind and deaf to those who really see what i've become.
________________________
Nothing left of me - of who i was...
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4. |
head in hands
04:15
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5. |
no more nails
03:41
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Father
Brother
Sister
Mother
Brother
Drink
Play
Speed
Smoke, Trip, Joke
Choke
I'd make the World a better place
That plan fell flat upon its face
Conscience drowning in my sin.
No more nails to hammer in.
Stay
Love
Betray
Atheist prays to God Above
I have smashed our World apart
Broken everybody's hearts
Conscience drowning in my sin.
No more nails to hammer in.
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6. |
deportment
05:05
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The curtains are closed
I've decided to stay away
it no longer matters
whether it's night or day
the light serves no purpose
there's nothing to see at all
I misread the signs
This is the fall.
all vague notions of deportment
swallowed in futility
I can't get beyond this moment
No rescue for me
I don't need my reflection
to pull myself apart
I don't need the lights on
to hear your broken heart
I'm not treading water -
I'm not waiting for the end
I thought I could fix things but
there's nothing left to mend
The curtains are closed
I've decided to stay away
it no longer matters
whether it's night or day
is there music?
I can't hear anything at all
I misread the signs
This is the fall.
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7. |
hands in head
04:03
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8. |
it doesn't matter
04:48
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It occurred to me
That when we disagree
You make points that I can't see
...and it doesn't matter in the slightest
We fight it out
We probably shout
And winning is key
But it doesn't matter in the slightest
Over something so small
First pride then the fall
Heartfelt apologies
Because it doesn't matter in the slightest
So many years
Do we still have these fears?
Just dry your tears
Because it doesn't matter in the slightest
I love you more
THAN EVER BEFORE.
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9. |
the cure
04:02
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10. |
never knew
03:59
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I just wanted you to hold me.
I wanted to talk it all through.
I needed you to show me the way
But you never knew.
Each night you turned your back to me
And it tore me apart
I tried to fall asleep with a dagger in my heart.
But you never knew.
Time doesn’t really heal,
That’s what people don’t know.
I wish that I could make you fall in love with me again.
Perhaps I should have told you.
You never knew
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