1. |
The Cave
02:51
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I can’t seem to remember
where I’ve been and where to go
All my life I’ve used a compass
But now the earth is shifting poles
I followed you like a star
before the sky was turning grey
So you lead me to the fire and huddle up
in Plato’s cave
A million times
I’ve counted my blessings
But now nothings adding up
Mesmerized
My knees are tucked into my chest
And it’s about time that I woke up
Your hands create the figures that I’m
staring at all day
They shapeshift into reality where I don’t get
much of a say
My nightmares and worst fears
all on display
and deep inside I want
to break away
A million times
I’ve counted my blessings
But now nothing is adding up
Mesmerized
My knees are tucked into my chest
And it’s about time that I woke up
This is the moment I’ve been waiting for
Like a lion in a cage I’ll finally bite the hand that feeds me
You pull the strings, but I’ve been sharpening my blade
Waiting for the day you look away
My eyes are burning and I’m sick of hopeful yearning
But if I make it I won’t know where to go
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2. |
Id
02:30
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Steady my hands
I can’t believe you want to see me
This is my lucky day
Can’t wait for whatever the future brings
Until it hits me
The day you left me with my hands reaching out
Can’t stand the thought of you with someone else
You locked me up and swallowed the key
Now I’m living at your mercy
You are evil
Deny my
Superego
You are my id
Fuck this
Separation anxiety
I’m finally evicting you cus there’s no vacancies in my head
No vacancies
You are evil
Deny my
Superego
you are my id
I wonder when you left your town
if you wish you’d hung around
to see how this might’ve all played out
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3. |
There's No Autumn Here
02:51
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There's no autumn here
the leaves just turn from green to grey
in a day
It feels like nothings changed
It's the same picture in a different frame
I'm not alright
and I don’t know why
at this point
I’m just searching for signs
(I don't wanna run
I don't wanna hide
I don't want to be
so scared to die)
(I don't wanna run
I don't wanna hide
I don't know where to go
so I'm searching for signs)
To tell me where to go
because I can't stay home
When I close my eyes
and think about my life
All I remember are the times I felt defeated
under the couch where I am seated are all the missing pieces that I never found
I'm amazed that I’m still around
Now I live
more in flashbacks than I do in real time
can someone offer me a remedy,
or just a piece of their peace of mind
Like a cavalry
armor clad black, on their steeds
driving their lances through
every single good feeling in me
I'm not alright
and I don't know why
at this point
I'm just searching for signs
The picture is the same
just in a different frame
I used to sit on the third story ledge
and look down cus I wasn’t scared
now the slightest inconsistency
incapacitates me
I fear im beyond repair
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4. |
Satellites
03:15
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The confessions
sprawled across the wall outside of this fire exit door
Were read carefully
as we sit on the ground, strike the flint, hold the flame, and breathe in smoke
and I decided I’d confess too
my undying love for you
when I learned the greatest lesson than in all four years of school
Not all satellites
have flickering lights
they just orbit on and on until the day
That they become space trash
looked at you through the ash
when you say “stupid boy, there’s no way”
Now my life
is just staying up late
and saying “I hate the way things turned out”
It was way too easy
but now the gradient is greater than my legs can keep up with
Near the graves where we were choking
on the cigarettes we were smoking
I wish I knew they would not last at all
When I wandered around your room
I could hear the eerie tune
of disinterest and days invested in an empty russian doll
Not all satellites
have flickering lights
they just orbit on and on until the day
That they become space trash
looked at you through the ash
when you say “stupid boy, there’s no way”
Well you said that “you americans think so black and white”
Well I say that your art sucks anyway
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5. |
Lockbox
03:39
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Absence of control
Bleeding out my nose
Terrified of losing my life
I’ve stayed the same
But you changed my ways
Gave my everything to being who you think I am
When i was younger I looked to the stars
When the questions I was asking weren’t being answered
But now the only faith I can proclaim I hold is living in a lockbox, wishing that my washed up ass to get a job
All I do is fuck up
what happened to our love
I don’t want to imagine that this is all my fault
Bought a gun yesterday
all it shoots is blame
and I got my sights on anyone who’s gonna leave me today
I know I’m better than this
I need someone to help me
I can’t come clean alone
so put some pressure on me
Now it’s dark and I am shaking
I can’t stop rambling
incoherently
I need some consistency
cus I'm not listening
to my body’s crying pleas
Please give me more urgency
Deliver me to honesty
Swing the hammer on my demons
Just make sure you don’t kill them
This is my
unfortunate future
Put some pressure on me
To live the life that I never believed
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