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O12
02:40
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Choose me
How does it feel?
Where do you go
When nothing seems real?
Lose me
Out of control
Where do you go
When there’s nobody home?
Only lovers left alive
So don’t waste any of your time
At the end
The end of it all
You stand
Without a spine
Love with no heart
And speak without a tongue
Show me
That it was real
Or could there have been
Nobody all along?
You got a good view of
All of this tragedy
Well if you just come down
You can stay with me
*riff intensifies*
credits
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Stud Wiser
03:32
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Dimly lit we’re gathered close
Raising torches to a haunted host
Bells cry out in the night
Nothing but the end will matter
Casting shadows on to the walls
A fleeting feeling passes through the hall
I roam from room to room
Find me out unchecked untethered
And when you’re on your own
It’s that feeling in the air
We’ve lost the message
A premonition while we sleep
Watched you when you turned gray
Lost your touch just when it mattered
Race along the walls for a way out
Flying like a bat straight out of hell
A last chance to finally clear the air
A lost life that haunts you everywhere
Believe what you heard
Show them all your worth
Believe what they say
Now show your face to me
(We’ve lost the message
A premonition while we sleep)
We can wait just a little longer
We can wait just a little more
Nothing but the end will matter
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The Desert
03:12
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Breathe it in and rearrange fate
We’re not the only ones
Who thought we only
Took just what we need
Let it go but try not to fake it
They’ll try to snuff you out
And tell you it was
Out of love
Why does it feel like they’re watching me?
I see them moving in the shadows
Why does it feel like they’re watching me?
I fear I’m caught up in the middle
We keep our voices low
And bait our breath until they go
We’re not the only ones
Who thought that the escape was covered
You tried to move on from the last time
But it’s not so easy
You tried to change like it’s the first time
But it’s not now is it?
The changes in our minds
Match the shifting of the tides
The current pulls me in
Then your cold grip drags me to the bottom
The spaces in between look a lot like you and me
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Nascar
04:29
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