1. |
The End of the World
03:05
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Straight to Hell
I'll starve myself
That'll teach me to be so sad
Gunpoint held
All is well
I'm just a burden
A godless sermon
Yawning at the end of the world
Woe is me, plutocracy
The cities burning from you and your servants
A-yawning at the end of the world
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2. |
More Comfortable
03:15
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As I become more comfortable
My cosmic rug is getting pulled
And no one wants to stick around
Where is my head, I don't recall
Obstructionist, you try too hard
And no one wants to stick around
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3. |
Husk
05:43
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When can you start?
I got a feeling we got us a star
You're at the top of the charts
We found you bleeding outside the bar
No one can hear you scream
Look at this child
You'll catch us eating him alive
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4. |
Movement
03:20
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I always feared this day would come
This place is dangerous for us
Monuments built in hate
I wish I could've taken your place
A whistle that never occurred
A late night run for your brother
A loss of breath you didn't deserve
A terrible time to be a mother
They killed my baby
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5. |
Earthsong
04:09
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What happened to your conceit
The oceans full of debris
You cracked my skin open wide
You sucked my veins dry
I think I've seen this all before
What happened to your conceit
The decades of your misdeeds
The fires I could ignite
The power I have inside
I think I've seen this all before
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6. |
The Key
06:42
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I'm floating down the river
I'm freaking out, you shimmer
I figured it out
I feel like I'm soul-blind
I can't help but scream as I keep pulling apart
My head's on fire
I'm bending sound
I heard it fall from underground
I figured it out
I feel like I'm soul-blind
I can't help but scream as I keep pulling apart
I'm in superposition
I can't help but feel the weight of the end of my kind
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7. |
You Forgot to Love
03:55
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Come and see the show
Bring all who you know
Someone died
See the flies
Buzzing round his clothes
I heard that he was sad
Living as he had
Tried to leave
Overseas
To Germany or France
As he kicked the chair, he said
You all created this mess
You forgot to love and now it's dead
Where's my diamond ring
I was told I'd be a king
With a wife
And a life
Perfectly pristine
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