1. |
The Chorus
03:58
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The Chorus
Are your planets all alining
In this time of re-defining
Or are you looking sideways
At the crumbs on your dirty floor
Now it’s time to face the truth
It was all ya came looking for
So shut your mouth, and play the score
I could be wrong
But I saw it on the tv
The trap that consumes me
I could be wrong
heard you tell the story
one that left you boring
You’ve got the verse but
You forgot the chorus
You forgot to say
Nothing, you wanted to.
It’s all burnt down anyway
Lit by your fumes
Did you leave a line
Written in your bathroom
mirror wasn’t used
And I’m left confused.
I could be wrong
But I saw it on the tv
The trap that consumes me
I could be wrong
heard you tell the story
one that left you boring
You’ve got the verse but
You forgot the chorus
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2. |
Succumb
04:03
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Stuck in our bubbles debating
No one’s placating or backing down
Case in point
It’s harder when your older, molded to a culture
but, you got to let it go, recognize and grow
I know it’s not easy, at least you could try, stuck on your “side”
it comes with this it comes with that succumb to something
Meet me somewhere in the middle we can make this a little easier,
Trade places or faces for a minute and see what it emplaces
succumb to it, succumb to something
Its a showcase, shit-show, two sides, laced with lies, meet me somewhere in the middle we can make this a little easier
It’s a two sided, shit-show, nobody’s gonna budge, when the red rolls in
Do we really think, we know what the hell is going on. No need to choose a side, leave it alone, It’ll be alright
Close your eyes and question what’s inside of you
if you don’t mind, if you do mind
succumb to this, succumb to something
it comes to this, it comes to that
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3. |
We Draw Blood
05:00
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We draw blood from the same heart
We draw our hearts the same
here we are again
Opposing sides of this flowing tide
It changes like the wind
We drain blood from these veins
We chase it down the same
Here we are again
Cutting veins of puppet strings
Growing from our skin
Maybe one day I will
Be Recognized in your eyes
I hope one day we will
Be recognized in your eyes
We draw breath from these same streets
We walk them all the same
Here we are again
Opposing sides of this flowing tide
It changes with the wind
We drain blood from these veins
We chase it down the same
Here we are again
Cutting veins of puppet strings
Growing from our skin
Bridge:
we draw blood from the same heart
We draw our hearts the same
We paint red with the same vein
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4. |
If You Ran
03:36
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if you ran....
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5. |
Your Song
08:33
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“Your song”
Don’t curse the sun
Because it rose today
And you didn’t get to play
Your song
Just close your eyes
Be here with me
And sing along
Pen to the paper,
Finger to strings
Let me open up
And show everything
A moment ago
You were dancing
I was circling the clouds
Slowly spinning around
You caught my wing
And pulled them off
Gave me parachute
said to dance with you
Don’t curse the moon
Because she hung around
You still have the ground
To walk upon
Close your eyes be
Here with me
And sing along
Pen to the paper,
Finger to strings
Let me open up
And show everything
A moment ago
You were dancing
I was circling the clouds
Slowly spinning around
You caught my wings
And you pulled them off
Gave me a parachute
Said to dance with you
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