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I've been baited, and swallowed by the sea
And everyone I know is an anchor
As the day sets, a shadowed next to me
Settled the score in fractions
Lie awake in your home, with the war in your head
White flags unfurled and waving
Bottle up all you done, all the words that you said
I had my own, but lost it
You know lately, the city's artery
Is calling my home the hunted
And the colours, red and burgandy
Is every little thing that i wanted
Lie awake in your home, with the war in your head
White flags unfurled and waving
Bottle up all you done, all the words that you said
I had my own, but lost it
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The Beat
04:03
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Can I leave my home open, go dancing where you're going?
Can I leave my half with your whole?
We dance around it, we act it out, it's become our prose
And out to sea, we lead it out, it's all I know
Every night I'm a sea sick sailor, bent on home
Can I be the rhythmic tone to the beat you own?
Can I leave a blind sun burning, keep us all unknowing?
Can we speak about it at all?
We dance around it, we act it out, it's become our prose
And out to sea, we lead it out, it's all I know
Every night I'm a sea sick sailor, bent on home
Can I be the rhythmic tone to the beat you own?
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In Every Hour
03:41
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Stretched out before, every morning, like a knife
Come back uncertain, with your reasons, set aside
Spoke with my organs, about their feelings, tied to bones
Bout every secret, that they whisper, between my pulse
There's a minute in every hour
I change my face to suit the wind
There's a minute in every hour
I could catch my heart led kill
A blank expression, at the table, with myself
I used to wonder, about the victims, you never helped
There's a minute in every hour
I change my face to suit the wind
There's a minute in every hour
I could catch my heart led kill
There's a lighthouse you've gone and sold
On the coast of every thought
There's a life you'll never know
Hear it singing?
There's a minute in every hour
I change my face to suit the wind
There's a minute in every hour
I could catch my heart led kill
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Voodoo
04:02
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I misheard, your rhythms so dispersed
In the room, you left your open endings
And more, the reasons you once sold
So I know, just how you meant it
Take my name, tell them all I'm missing
In the night, making back decisions
I'll go, i feel it's best to run
To a place, where I feel I'm needed
Take a piece of myself, break the world in two
Build your walls and your space, draw your line straight through
Our mistake, i thought I could be different
Like a light, that every tunnel teases
And tell me, in my thoughts alone
Am I wrong, when I stay electric?
Take a piece of myself, break the world in two
Build your walls and your space, draw your line straight through
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Killer
05:22
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The strings above, compromised and hardly pulling
Are not enough, to keep the boat always rowing
If you come around, I wont be around here
The low hung light, the sun in hesitation
Has come undone, in a desperate situation
If you come around, i wont be around
Another lesson, in a classroom, that I never asked to join
Thinking hard, of your absence, I can vaguely hear your voice
What if I never mentioned your bitter name or your choice?
Would you be another killer, and I....
Bout time you came, to the vulture in waiting
Maybe some day, our unrest finds favour
If you come around, i wont be around
Another lesson, in a classroom, that I never asked to join
Thinking hard, of your absence, I can vaguely hear your voice
What if I never mentioned your bitter name or your choice?
Would you be another killer, and I....
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