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Break the Cycle
04:39
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Break The Cycle
It might be obvious but I don't love you anymore
You keep sending birthday cards, you can't maintain this illusion
You are the poison in my gut
You are the led inside my veins
Inherited placid plastic feelings
Your suffering isn't good enough
I want to watch you rot
Don't you cherish me at all
I always thought you would change
Skip the pleasantries, there's no vacancy
I am your mistake
I taught myself to shave
I just want you to call
but you won't
Schoolboy error missing out on my schooldays
I'll never wear a uniform again
Drinking instead of thinking
Now I know exactly what not to do
Thank you
Don't you cherish me at all
I always thought you would change
I taught myself to shave
I taught myself to shave
You won't even know my kids names
And they won't know yours
No second chances.
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Losing
03:32
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Losing
I miss the carelessness of salt water hair
Summers gone and winter hangs around my neck
I've got eyelids full of sand from the last time we crossed hands
So indecisive
I am caught in between myself
I know its unoriginal to make pain individual
I just wanna be balanced
So indecisive
If I keep standing still I'll rust away, I lost the way
If I keep standing still I'll rust away, I lost the way
You'll never be important so just enjoy yourself
Don't worry about it
Doing my best not to watch it all burn away
I can't feel anything that's more than fruitlessness
I know that I should be staying humble
But I can't help but feel like I am losing.
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3. |
Hate Breeds Hate
02:20
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Hate Breeds Hate
Oh it's a learned reaction, can you blame them?
Don't condone marching in the steps of ghosts
Think for yourself, everyone is suffering
It's a generational diluting down, generations passing on the misery
Oh it's a learned reaction, can you blame them?
It's not free, living on your knees
Waste all your time, pay with your life
Bigotry diluted down, living to make somebody proud
Then they're all dead
What happens now?
Hate breeds hate.
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4. |
Pinky
05:09
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Pinky
It might be inappropriate to say it right now but I still think about you
You are the last thing to scratch my thoughts before I close my eyes at night
And I still think about you whenever I hear Dikembe
I can't be the man you want me to because you won't let me
I'll write songs that keep me up at night
And you'll write goodbyes
I'll be fine
I'll get by on cheap wine and cigarettes
Get me through
This feeling without you
But if I'm being honest, darling
It's all a lie
I've got class A running through my system
Keeps me awake at night
You were never the victim
Wake me up again cause I am dreaming about you
All at once or not at all
I'll write songs that keep me up at night
And you'll write goodbyes
I'll be fine
I'll get by on cheap wine and cigarettes
Get me through
This feeling without you
But if I'm being honest,
It's all a lie.
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5. |
Golden
04:10
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Golden
Life keeps going with or without you
It keeps growing, keep holding on for those golden surprises
Tipping you unbalanced
So that when you catch what she throws you
You can see it's a challenge
It's a necessary pain, it happens for you on purpose
You live out through your choices
I want someone else to do it for me,
I want to step out of my body
Go make some tea and toast and come back when this whole things just blown over
Sometimes life's shit and you can't change that, You can only change how you react
There's no helicopter coming to save you now
You're afraid but just keep on walking forward
Feel the fear and just do it anyway
Don't just be at the hand of circumstances
Live full and die empty.
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