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Based On The Past
04:23
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Look at what's behind us, the past leaves splinters in our arms. We try pulling them out before they do more harm. Our way of life is shaped by the struggles of another. The tale no one told our mothers, fabricated by the others. So we go on blind- the truth tucked away behind the lies they told to cover up the most heinous of crimes. Well they say history repeats so the world won't go on. The greatest structures on the Earth were built by people worth less than dirt. They carried headstones to their graves, dug their own holes with rusted spades. Enslaving people for their gain, in mounds of wealth they hid their shame. They wiped their hands clean of the dirt then showed up Sunday at their church. Thought themselves favored by God deserving of his love and laud. Turned a blind eye, turned a blind eye to everything. You've got your points based on the past, though it's the only thing you lack a grasp on, you hypocrite. We fought a pointless fucking war- both sides refused to see what was more important than politics. They'll say the past is justified expect you to join their side it's all for their own benefit. They'll say the past is justified expect you to just believe the lies they tell you- they're full of shit.
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Old Turnpike Rd.
05:30
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Pale white I saw your face an image I can't erase. Acceleration foot to the ground ignore your suggestions to slow down. Swerve right figures fade this scene in my head stuck on replay. Deceleration but it's too late, cut the wheel and seal your fate. Coping with tragedy hoping it's all a dream. My face a scar in this town. My gaze fixed on the ground. Excise all the thoughts of the life that was lost. But they consume my mind, devour the hours of every night. It's hard to keep sanity with all the pain that surrounds me.
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I just wanted some company, I just wanted some company on that drive, but I would have drove alone if I knew it'd cost your life. I try and push these thoughts into the back of my head, but these scars on my arms will never let me forget. The men in white coats, the men in white coats fear for my life, think I'll attempt to atone the one that was lost that night. I'm so damn miserable why did I have to take you with me on that drive. Was it the alcohol that impaired my judgments? Am I just a stupid kid who killed his best friend, what was it? I'm getting better but I can't change the weather here and I'll gouge my eyes out before I lie down. So many feelings I can't explain and I'd be lying if I said I was the same. You're so much more than an obituary stuck to a fridge. I wanted to be so much more but now what, now what am I? Week upon week has gone by and I have yet to feel all right. Feel all right. Week upon week has gone by and I have yet to end my life. End my life. Week upon week has gone by and I still have yet to feel. (Sedate me, erase me, take me from this place)
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Elucidation
03:27
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My face as pale as it may have been was still the one of your best friend. Forget the things stuck to your fridge, you're so much more than a stupid kid. Think of what you have to live for, your life can be so much more. You wonder what you're gonna be, well stick around and then you'll see. I see your scars, and we aren't so far apart. Don't place any blame on yourself. Acceptance is just the start.
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Dénouement
02:20
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From porcelain pots pour me your petty pain. Prescribed pills provided to keep you "sane". Intimate instances interrupt my intent to inform you of my true love. Stifling smoke starts to suffocate. Steadfast you stagger to stimulate. Convoluted conceptions concave your chest. Coronary conditions cause cardiac arrest. Detours deviate the direction of your drive. I need a detailed description of your destination time. When will you arrive, when will you be by my side? Watching and waiting, where are you? Another year has past me by and nothing's new. The story seemed so quick, how could it end? No action or climax, the protagonist is dead. Be my rising action so I can resolve my life story before it dissolves.
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Souvenir
03:33
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Well let's face it- things will never be the same, when you left everything changed. I understand you did what was best at the time, it was reckless abandon your thorn in my side. Now everything is so distant and frayed your homesick stricken brain would be at ease if you just stayed. You swallowed your wisdom and coughed up your pride, you choked on your morals then cast them aside. You only tolerate complaints from your own mouth. Your moral compass seems fixated on south. It seems there's a reason you lost all of your old friends. I think there's a pattern here, I think there's a trend. Just ask yourself, was this enough to keep you right where you wanted you said you would be, so wait for it darling and then you will see. Maybe I set my expectations too high in expecting you at all. Maybe I thought you'd let it die inside, your heart's been misplaced. Don't call anymore, 'cause we won't be there waiting at the receiving line.
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Somnus
03:15
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What's the sense in getting out of bed just to repeat the same routines again. My life's so common and cliché, work a dull job for duller pay. Sheets of my bed seem to reflect my overwhelming discontent. The corners slip off the edge. The loose sheet wraps around my head. Wake up to notice it's displaced. Frustrating feeling I embrace. The fact that something so small even bothers me at all. Tells me I just need a sleep that's as long as it is deep. So just let me lay here.
Just let me lay here- don't wake me up don't wake me up. Just let me lay here- I've had enough I've had enough.
Sometimes some sleep is all you need.
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