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Curtain Call
02:34
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So raise your hands if you claim to understand these quiet songs
And shake my hand if you are just here for the fun
So don't bother me, I'd rather drink alone
Excuse me miss, could you drive me home?
The shadow of your skin reminds my head that I’m imperfect yeah
Because you are the devil when you walk, and you are the devil when you talk
So don't bother me, I'd rather drink alone
Excuse me miss, could you drive me home?
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Escapism
04:56
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We took a ride to nowhere, just to get out of town. To rearrange other city streets. A blur of random bars and some shady mistakes. I took the last train home
We're unfulfilled and wasted. At bottle twenty-three. Oh god please help, I'm drowning. And as the cold begins to wander, the dark begins to sing
Our hearts seemed so much bolder when we were still young. Perhaps we grew up too fast? Cause these "high minded college kids" steer their lives in a pile a shit. But who are we to say anything?
We're unfulfilled and wasted. At bottle twenty-three. Oh god please help, I'm drowning. And as the cold begins to wander, the dark begins to sing. Begins to sing
She's in her right mind, to tell me I'm a fool. I had this wild plan, to break every rule. I told her things are not easy as they looked
Shaking the goddamn never from my face.
It's too late for this talk. Such a shame that we're stuck
She's in her right mind, to tell me I'm a fool. I had this wild plan, to break every rule. And I walked until these thoughts made sense to me
As the walls, the walls, the walls came crashing in.
Love might live again
Love might live again
If the booze, the drugs, and sadness settle in
Love might live again
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Out Of Focus
04:24
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A comprehensive stare into these boring ways
It turns into a bitter fight. It turns into a struggle yeah
What happened to the fire that made us less alone?
Became the one that I despised. An old man standing in the back
Tonight is purely sentimental. Photographs of us smiling kids
I remind myself to breathe, out there. Because I am scared what the future holds
A hypocrite I am, stuck in this city
Afraid of losing what I have, afraid of disappointing you
Just step back a little, and watch your loved ones burn
And watch your loved ones burn. And watch your loved ones
Tonight is purely sentimental. Photographs of us smiling kids
I remind myself to breathe, out there. Cause I am scared what the future holds
Poured out all these useless words in hope of a smile. I guess don't care anymore. But honestly what frightens me the most, is that I've run out things to say
Step back a little, this house is not a home
Just step back a little, this house is not a home
Tonight is purely sentimental. Photographs of us smiling kids
I remind myself to breathe, out there. Because I am scared what the future holds
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Darkest Timeline
03:19
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Strangers pass me by, keep telling me I'm not all right
Signed by a love struck melody, with the wrong chords and memories
This haunting in my head unveils the lines this tragedy
Face to face with family. Face to faith with phantoms
Long live the king
Long live the
Long live the king
Long live the
The hours turn to weeks, conflicting words from the orderlies
Making sense of reality. Because this waiting is killing me
But how the fuck can I sleep when the world can take you away from me? All I can do is numb the pain. All I do is numb the pain
Long live the king
Long live the
Long live the king
Long live the
Long live the king
Long live the
Long live the king
Long live the
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White Russian Records The Netherlands
Punkrock label from The Netherlands.
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