1. |
Kismit
03:04
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This life is not kismit.
But I'm forced to live it.
I try to be smitten.
But I can't get by on the pittance.
Just about the worth of my soul.
Equal to these quarters on my eyes.
Down deep in a hole.
No trace of the sky.
I cannot see the light.
But I will find my way.
May not be tomorrow.
But for sure not today.
Now I find myself, locked in a box.
Where I keep all my pain, and all that I've lost.
I kick and I punch, until I have breathing holes.
But I still suffocate on the weight of the world that I hold.
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Error
02:14
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The violence, invites me.
Self destruction is on the table tonight.
I'll eat it, 'cause there's nothing in the fridge.
I'm not going to bed hungry tonight.
How can this moment, feel so right?
But be the worst mistake of your life in hindsight.
You will never, be able to stop time.
You're never gonna stop dying.
Remove me from my element.
As toxic as this environment is.
The dirt is so cold, but the air is so warm.
The dirt feels like home, but the air is my heart.
The errors of my ways, will haunt all of my days.
Even when I close my eyes, nothing goes away.
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Siren
02:25
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Call back the ambulance.
Tell them no need for sirens.
I feel I'm already gone.
Even my mind is behind on rent.
How will I pay for this?
They strap me in and move along.
I look the driver right in the eye.
Drop me off at the cemetery.
Caretaker's making room for me as I speak.
Is this what you really want?
Not everyone wants to live forever.
I keep my own fate in my hands.
Life, Love and Loss I'm told.
Are heavy hands to hold.
I fear there's no holding on.
When there's no songs left to sing.
At least take comfort in.
There's no bills to pay when you're dead.
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4. |
Hemorrhage
01:25
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I know you're bleeding from your heart.
I am not your tourniquet, I will only tear you apart.
As I bleed from my brain.
My thoughts are all hemorrhages.
I can think of only pain.
As we, lay this one to bed.
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5. |
Planchette
02:17
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All the masks I wear, they don't mask a thing.
These eyes behind different faces, still cry the same.
Missed before you came.
Gone before you left.
My hands tremble on a planchette.
Trying to speak with you again.
Words that I talk.
Roads that I walk.
Are they part of a bigger equation?
Or am I being superstitious?
If all my life I was dead.
You made me feel alive again.
If all my life was never lived.
I'd still miss you my friend.
I still miss you my friend.
I miss you my friend.
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6. |
Haunted Heart
01:52
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When I'm gone, I'll haunt you my love.
When I don't end up below or above.
I sure hope you could use the company.
When I'm so sick of suffering this loneliness in purgatory.
I will stay forever young.
You will grow old.
I will always be by your side.
A skeleton hand to hold.
Hold me now.
I'm just a bag of bones.
When I am the one.
That you rest flowers upon.
I hope you'll turn before you leave.
See me standing there.
Wishing you were dead with me.
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