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Intro
01:06
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2. |
Die In Your Arms
02:16
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I guess you said "I love you"
When my head hit the wall
Some love just isn't tough enough
Young and naive
It's not hard to see
It's whats inside of you that was fighting me
And I feared the silence
So I hid in confrontation
Like a scared little boy
I used my fists and not my head
It’s pride that clouded our minds
And left us no more room to talk
I was a galling cynic
When you needed hope
You wanted brightness
And I cut my losses
Isn't it sick, the way it made me look at you?
The privelage of a mind that's in balance
Was I running from you?
Or was I running from me?
And this apology
I scream at the edge
Of a world made of bricks
Held by sand
Built on sticks
I give you my love
Condition-less
Cause it's so nice to think
That we got nothing to prove
But some of us do
It's so nice to say
That we got nothing to prove
But I do
Concrete under heel and toe
Just to avoid the panic
Just to avoid the truth
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3. |
Life In A Grey Area
02:20
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Compromise?
2 knives inside 2 spines
I just gotta laugh
When it’s the face that fits the crime
The ones that bite hardest
Are the ones that should take care of ya
When you’re bleeding out and begging for love
That’s life in a grey area
Suffice to say there’s no golden bridge
Cause you tore it down
Everything once saccharine
Now bitter in its place
Strong front with a gossamer ego
One informs the other
In a hero’s pose you cast yourself in stone
Then you’re surprised that it’s crumbled?
Now I sift through the rubble
Suffice to say there’s no golden bridge
Cause you tore it down
Everything once saccharine
Now tastes like shit
And I just gotta spit it out
It’s so easy to be true
But you were only down for you
Now I’m living on cloud nine
Without you in my life
Look at my light shine
Your loyalty, brotherhood, commitment
It’s all a fucking joke
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4. |
Why Not Now?
02:04
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Why not now?
And why not then?
When they’ve structured our purpose on the spoils they hoard and our hands that have bled
Cast aside like an ox without the plow
The same swarm that they dosed is the hand with the hammer that’s crashing them down
Why not now?
And why not then?
We count the lives, they cash the checks
They burn the world and we pay the rent
They wag the dog to keep us fed
But the fact of the matter is that they forced it and now they profit off their war of locked doors and redacted names
It makes me sick when the dollar signs look like graves
And then there are things that we simply can’t explain
Like why the sun never sets on their glowing cabaret
Tear it down
Why not now?
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