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With this air I breathe,
laying still in my lungs.
Useless for the purpose,
cause I don’t feel worth it.
With this air I breathe,
laying still in my lungs.
A pointless action,
I’m not going where I wish to be.
The worst of heart felt sorrows,
knowing that this is all my doing.
That the problem is what I see in the mirror.
That the problem is what I see in the mirror.
And all that stares back is nothing.
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2. |
Streetlight Blues
03:38
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Here we are again,
late in the night.
Running from the light,
running out of time.
This all bleeds the same,
every day it wont go away.
The shadow I can’t face,
that burning feeling.
I don’t wanna go,
no I don’t want to go back.
I don’t wanna go,
no I don’t want to go back there.
Where there’s nothing left but the ache in my legs.
So let’s walk into the darkness.
Where only distant streetlights will see us.
Running from the light.
Run away from time.
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3. |
Stone
00:54
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When the places you live,
aren’t the places you call home.
With all these empty promises,
you fill the cracks of your bones.
When the places you live,
aren’t the places you call home.
You fill the cracks of your bones,
until you’re all alone.
Until you break like stone.
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4. |
The Rain Soaked Pavement
02:24
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Sing Until You Burn
01:26
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tell me what am I worth?
when you’re a stone wall all the time.
tell me what am I worth?
when the day ain't mine.
now let’s sing that heart out.
bring some fucking fire to those lungs.
sing that heart out.
set your throat on fire.
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6. |
The Same Old Curses
03:27
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Broken,
a false victim,
we are nothing.
Defined,
every line.
That made is deeper,
a little bit harder.
To really come back alive.
In the need of burning I held onto,
burden.
Day after goddamn day holding onto ruin,
in the palm of my fucking hand.
I don’t need you to destroy myself.
When we’re all coffin nails.
I don’t need you to destroy myself.
When we’re all coffin nails.
To be hammered down,
bending in the grain.
Splinter your fucking plans for me.
No longer breathing for the sake of something better.
Just cursing all the times I made it out alive.
Every breath is a cut into me.
I dream to have a reason to wake up the next day.
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Coffin View Collective Newbury, UK
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