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Valentine's
02:21
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Sometimes when I think about how things develop
I find myself taking great pleasure in the thought
That we're only here because of things said or sung years ago
We'll forget these words, but the lessons they taught
Won't fade without consequence
Now ain't that a comforting thought?
Initiate movement and deal with the cost
Carry on wearing these ancient old stains
It's funny how some things don't change or repeat
Like the smell of her hair or how your parents met
A revealing story indeed
I swear I'll laugh myself to sleep tonight
I'll laugh myself to sleep too
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Tutorials
02:16
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We're all chasing dreams
Seeking acknowledgement
In abusive company selling agony and fate
A constant trial of strength
Strength in conversations
Selling ourselves short
Trying patiently
To be confident all along the way
Nervous hands tied to the screen
Struggling from within
Nervously shaking
We're slowly burning out
Egoism tore us all apart
Identified and well behaved
Egoism tore us all apart
Apathy tore us all apart
Conformation built our home
But at least it killed us all immediately
We're struggling for an end
We're almost free.
We're almost free to fall
Tight ropes around our necks giving us hold
Held out for a negotiation
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Detour
02:35
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Consumed with envy, hypocritically obsessed
Tamed by promises, distracting remorse
It's a narrow-based angst overgrowing integrity
It's a hide and seek game with dignity, with grace
In a concept that requires trusty eyes
And a sated, kept calm population approving disguise
While we all fail at objectivity
While we all stagnate in resentment
Settled right beneath our shoulders, in our minds
Devaluating honesty and consequences
Consumed with envy, hypocritically obsessed
Tamed by promises, distracting remorse
Consumed with envy, grief and despair
Take my irrationality, turn it into remorse
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Three Capital Letters
03:19
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If it's a plain matter of faith, I'll take this request as denied
And receive what is given with arms open wide
When it's mouths to be shut and knees to the floor
I'll receive what is given through the slit beneath the door and hold out
Until the same time the next day
When the height of the halls and the rites they employ
Leave some among us in tears of seemingly joy
They don't bother to explore
That feeling of fright deep down in their guts anymore
I applaud your skill on the instruments played
On time and organic decay
The provision of solace by ceremony and song
They're receptive when sore
The remaining days are to be spent waiting
for the saviour's return
As we carve capital letters in stone
These sermons have left me in vivid concern
The sense of ease is gone
And after all please answer my request:
If he put it upon us and it's you to convey
You put this upon me, now take it away
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Small Hours Vienna, Austria
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