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A3
01:52
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I will not immolate
I will release this adrenalin through my skin,
a crevice in the sky, releases demons into the night.
I'm not gonna make it back
I never said that I would make it out alive
Let's celebrate tonight, and light a little fire, light a little fire
I'm not ready for this
Tear the skin away from the rind
Listen to my heart coming back
I thought you'd rather have me lie to you than hurt you
I can't walk through these walls
The end's the end, last drop of my portrait
The sky is falling, the sky is falling,
The sea is rising above the mountains
Oh, I'm drowning, oh, I'm drowning
Hell or high water, I've chosen
Please say that you'll take it back,
I thought I swore that you would never be alone
These words are strung along,
Sometimes they come out wrong, sometimes they come out wrong
please take my, soul and seal, I've had enough
Listen to my heart coming back
I thought you'd rather have me lie to you than hurt you
I can't walk through these walls
The end's the end, last drop of my portrait
The hail storms included the let-me-downs,
The fire inside me is flickering now
I discontinued my hope for a fresh new start
Unworthy of wearing my fathers crown
I'm forsaken
The reaper forgot that I'm broken
I've lost my name,
withholding the fame,
Secrecy's the constant pain
I will not break apart
This will not bring me down
I will not break apart
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An Era
03:48
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Reality; Fallacy
04:02
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Solace
04:31
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There is no great genius
without some sort of madness
Why do we make war in pursuit of peace?
There's no better way of containing the beasts
Cease and desist, torn piece by piece
I need something to hold on to
I was driven to be abandoned
Solace
Freedom
Oblivious
Emotion
When did we ever
run with the rats along the sewers
Did you ever see? The epiphany
Superstitions of the reverend
All a conspiracy, all the truths that we are fed to see
When did you think of something new that you'd believe?
Until Suns rises from the cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Of all the bribes of silver and gold
We have become the thoughtless mould
If you take me through
To the insanity plea
For the freedom we beseech
Would you know where to go?
Living like an ocean child
Reveling in waters raging wild
Another roller coaster ride
Never knew that this would be worthwhile
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