1. |
Huddle
02:15
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We wasted and we wavered
Its all one direction
Too trusting and too tapped out
To take in the twilight
Can we create
and cross out the control?
Please mind my mistakes,
while missing my meanings
The cooler ones will huddle to form
What will break with a simple mistake.
Never forgetting
the thirst and my father
There's always answer
but you always ask for another.
The cooler ones will huddle to form
What will break with a simple mistake.
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2. |
Tired Excuses
02:02
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No 'say it ain't so'
We both know how this'll go
It's the modern way
To leave before you run away.
You're hiding in shades
The fun comes in waves.
So lets go lay down
Forget that we're about to drown.
It's the perfect getaway
The fun without the everyday
No golden rocks to turn
Only the time to burn
You're trading the truth in
for tired excuses.
I'm clutching but i cant take it all
Theres always another
So i'll try not to suffer
I'm clutching but i cant take it all
You know we'll never fly
so whats the use to even try?
It's the modern way
To leave before you run away.
You're trading the truth in
for tired excuses.
I'm clutching but i cant take it all
Theres always another
So i'll try not to suffer
I'm clutching but i cant take it all
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3. |
Rivers
02:46
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You can't take advantage of yourself
Your science will burn out the truth
You're only lying to yourself
That this idea will torch their laughter
Immediacy is baring down
On hearts and minds.
Waiting to fake a sound
A generation undefined
There is no river running through this
No rusted bridge to hold us up
There's no dream to cut the closeness
No comfort in eyes tightly shut.
Screaming without a sound
Fighting heart and mind
Determined to live in line
A generation undefined
There's no signs to see us through this
No trusted words to come unstuck
There's no time to be fading
It's all lost to my bad luck
You can't take advantage of yourself
Your science will burn out the truth
You're only lying to yourself
That this idea will torch their laughter
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4. |
Ways
02:14
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Ill cross this out start again
All that's left is to pretend
It's never easy to believe
So mistakes are all we'll see
Cause there's always another one
And I know it's all been done
But I can't help the way
And I can't help but stay
Back to the way it all began
Without the truth it's just pretend
It's never easy just to leave
These mistakes are all you see
Cause there's always another one
And I know it's all been done
But I can't help the way
And I can't help but stay.
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