1. |
Constance
03:08
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Flawless,
Your worth: insurmountable.
Faultless,
Your worth: beyond anything you'd know.
You angel,
My soul aches for you.
You goddess,
The embodiment of perfection.
Headspace: contested,
But it's nothing you can't defeat.
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2. |
Don't Chase
03:59
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In amongst her meek nature,
Lies a fucked and confused wretch.
You'll have nothing,
You'll then mean nothing.
I occupy the farthest reaches,
Within your broken mind.
So far away,
That you struggle to find me.
I won't bite, wretched whore,
I won't bite the bait,
That impels me to my meagre self.
I don't chase, foul bitch, I don't chase.
I dont chase, I draw.
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3. |
Embers, Pt.1
02:03
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Delicately you parade,
Through this crowded place.
Drifting past like an ember,
The thought of you I can't erase.
Like embers.
I thrive on that passing glance,
Into the depths of your eyes.
If only for a moment longer,
A moment before the ember dies.
Like embers.
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4. |
Rework
04:45
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Opportunity, empty voices - sentenced.
Testing me out, and I took the bait - breed me.
Can’t then foresee this, I am futile - leave me.
Hauntingly dream of you saying yes - use me.
I needed this, you’ve used me.
Plaything, drunk call.
I needed this, you used me.
Plaything, drunk call.
Completely oblivious to my state - forgetting.
We are two sides of a coin flipping - it’s hopeless.
Bitten by lust that intoxicates - excuses.
Both are to blame as we submit to each other.
I needed this, you’ve used me.
Plaything, drunk call.
I needed this, you used me.
Plaything, drunk call.
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5. |
Pensive
02:31
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Give me closure,
I want this to be over.
The distance is null.
You are to me, what I'm not to you.
I'm not yours to cull.
I am to you, what you're not to me.
It's a struggle to remain passive,
And remain a contact on your cell.
Then the ticks turned blue;
I heard nothing more from you.
Give me closure,
I need this to be over.
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6. |
Sun Convulsed
03:44
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I knew - but I did know that I had crossed
The border. Everything I loved was lost
But no aorta could report regret
A sun of rubber was convulsed and set
And blood-black nothingness began to spin
A system of cells interlinked within
Cells interlinked within cells interlinked
Within one stem. And dreadfully distinct
Against the dark, a tall white fountain played
What's it like to hold a hand?
Interlinked, interlinked.
Did they teach you how to feel?
Interlinked, interlinked.
Cells, interlinked.
Cells, interlinked.
Cells, interlinked.
Cells, interlinked.
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7. |
Embers, Pt.1 (Acoustic)
01:52
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Delicately you parade,
Through this crowded place.
Drifting past like an ember,
The thought of you I can't erase.
Like embers.
I thrive on that passing glance,
Into the depths of your eyes.
If only for a moment longer,
A moment before the ember dies.
Like embers.
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