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fractals
04:58
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so the circuit goes:
the ride is surreal
my hand’s on the wheel
but i don’t have control
let the illusion slow
from the edge of my seat
i’m ready to reach out
still the circuit goes:
there’s rust on the steel
it’s part of the deal
that they don’t let me go
am i far too close?
did my memory retreat?
did the distance repeat itself?
*borderline, my eyes are on the prize
i’m spinning inwards but it feels like otherwise
so i burn, i spiral
i burn, like fractals.
you’ve drained me dry
it wasn’t part of the plan
i understand it
i won’t take what’s not mine
power’s running low
i carry the hurt
from doubting what i deserve
*borderline, my eyes are on the prize
i’m spinning inwards but it feels like otherwise
so i burn, i spiral
i burn, like fractals
i burn, i spiral
i burn, like fractals.
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2. |
you don't know
02:26
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3. |
phantoms
03:53
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when you grieved
mourning till the morning without sleep
hollow was your heart, you couldn’t eat
wishing that his death was just a dream
before you know
fifty loving years behind a stone
the bed feels bigger now that you’re alone
wondering how your sorrow only grows
and grows
*what once was gold’s now hard to hold
if these doors ain’t breathing, keep them closed
i’ll surrender to the night
where the ashes of us lie
when it’s time, from time to time
i’ll let our phantoms run my mind.
in my grief
violent, i wrestle with reality
tracing places where we could’ve been
fighting for this death to be a dream
a dream
*what once was gold’s now hard to hold
if these doors ain’t breathing, they must close
i’ll surrender to the night
where the ashes of us lie
when it’s time, from time to time
i’ll let our phantoms run my mind.
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4. |
just another
03:16
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see i could paint you a song
maybe gain some reward
but i’m just another
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5. |
sway
03:54
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make me swoon
make me sway
with your arms
with your rhythm
let us dance
in the rain
in the war
in the prison
i see it in your eyes
you’re thrilled, adrenalized
but little little do you know
what’s on my mind
year after year
after tear after tear
you’re forgiven
all the hurt is erased
and replaced with our friction
now in this masquerade
let’s drink so i can say
that every little thing you do
still makes me smile
*let us pour, let us pretend
that we just need each other
what a waste to remove my waist from you
let us sway, so i forget
that you don’t remember
all the ways that your moves could make me blue.
let me go
let me stay
let me live in oblivion
i’m reminded for a strange sober minute that we shouldn’t
but in this masquerade
i’ll let my heart persuade me
that friction - like this - is hard to find
*let us pour, let us pretend
that we just need each other
what a waste to remove my waist from you
let us sway, so i forget
that you don’t remember
all the ways that your moves could make me blue.
let us pour, let us forget
that we just need each other
what a waste to remove my waist from you
let us sway, so i forget
that you don’t remember
all the ways that your moves could make me blue.
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6. |
hidden track waltz
03:58
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i’m hiding from you
i’ve been hiding from truth
do i lose if i’m out of excuses to use?
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7. |
knock on wood
02:50
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did i leave the house without my keys?
forget to pay the electricity?
now i’m running late to work but if i’m running any faster, i might trip
they’ve got fast cars on this road
did i turn off the stove? did i keep the windows closed?
did i tell them that i loved them when we last were on the phone?
cause’ you never know
i know, i know, i’ve checked it twice
i apologize
but i’ve got worries like a tap flooding through my mind
these worries run my life
they keep me occupied
and when i knock on wood i worry that i’ll catch some kind of plague
i’m going crazy
you don’t have to save me.
(i’ll take a U-turn soon)
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8. |
nothing is missing
02:54
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9. |
don't wake me
03:40
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don’t wake me up,
before the sun goes down -
i see better with my eyes closed.
keep the curtains shut,
keep me blind to your un-love;
it might be better if i don’t know.
don’t wake me up,
it’s too late for love.
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10. |
director's cut
06:31
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look, it’s getting colder
let’s go inside
speak the words we usually hide.
if you come over
i’ll let you learn
all the contours of my mind.
and if you want
i’ll meet you there
with a bucketful of rain.
i’ll be waiting for you.
superstitions
and i believed
that you were the one for me.
a thousand stories
the more i read
you are not as i had dreamed.
i’m learning now
and you’re not to blame
for my bucket full of pain.
you were leaving anyway.
*we fade into the candlelights
the cameraman frames the pretty sight
your cigarette between our silhouettes
then the scene is cut - there the story ends.
now everything is broken
and all you’ve been -
just a projection on the screen.
you can even hold her
while i sew
the torn-up parts of desire.
and if you have the time to spare
we can swing around the april air.
it was never fair to begin with.
*we fade into the candlelights
the cameraman frames the pretty sight
your cigarette between our silhouettes
then the scene is cut - there the story ends.
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