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Y-O-U
02:22
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In the West
They haven't got a clue what in the world they could do
Retreat, Relearn any information
You could give, You can decide the world at a time
In the West
They'll go on, they'll understand
While they give reason, wisdom, even understanding
Got something pulled out by the undertow
Of a relapse
Of the Icon
Buying any sword you can
Life, O life,
Life in spite of you
O life in spite of you
Relearn, don't retreat
The almighty western of
Y-O-U
Couldn't you even seek the truth
The question of let me live
Or let me die
Something, instead of nothing,
Some sense, some sense of mine
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2. |
Ought II
02:35
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Eye for an eye
Should mean so much more
O than this
Sitting in colossal castles, watching the sun
Eat away at a hole in my ceiling, at my ceiling!
Just like before, far flung and down
Passive actions, sick with mass oppression
We've come to learn oh so much
That this dog on my back should mean
Nothing more than paranoia
How could you spin around
Letting it all fall through
Letting it just tell you what you
Ought to do
Ought to do
Its not far gone, no not yet
Do what you
Ought to do
Do you even care again?
Do it
And in this room I'll stand
Just like all the time
That came before, that you know
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3. |
Trust
02:51
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Trust doesn’t come so easily
Like palms wet with muddy
Water to wash
And watch for the time
I can’t be the only one
To stand and stare all day
Now now now
So what am I to do
When I don’t recall you
Ever reaching out
Never any more, certainly not
Then, so take a look
At this place
We call home
Like something we can really see
Seemed to make me
Wonder if it’s
Just the trust that really holds us here
In time
Take us all into something yet
Something so
SO far far away
Did ya think
The sky was so full
Of chemicals today
Would you really call that home
Well, is that what
You’d call trust?
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4. |
Signals
03:50
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Oh you’re leaving too
Was heard as they walked
Her face pale and unlocked
Wasn’t worth the block
You can only leave so much
And still, the concrete won’t change
NO!
They won’t even know their own names
Just as she said it, it all falls down
Down!
Oh down, just as it goes, all comes down
So in my head, when
Lights fly up and down
Signals shot out
Deployed directly, conjecture as sin
Words, oh sin
Then they said
Oh I’m leaving too
The will in itself was
Hardly enough, Oh
It wasn’t even worth the block
Down the street, no they sit
They bend and roll
Spin out, go in
Justify the time!
From door to door
Face to Face
Now you now, now you now
Justice asked for let alone
Justice received
Justice asked for
Justice let alone received
Justice oh
Justice left alone
Just as its received
Wasn’t worth the block
You can only leave.
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5. |
Heroes (Die)
03:59
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How am I to try
(When I’m in your pocket)
Surrounded by the dusk
(You’ve left for me)
Words lose their old meaning
(Seeming to team with souls)
Trying to be brought back to us
And towards the end of things
We’ll wake on the 13th floor
Up to our necks in
Glass and body parts
All covered in the past
All covered in the past
It’s all eaten by history
Relived in its imagery
And after the fact
(all I expected to)
Change was the rest
(of the night)
Let alone
A life given to me
To stand and try
Heroes die
And that why
You continue in your eyes
You continue in your eyes
You continue in your eyes
You continue in your eyes
All and all, all and all
We’re left to breathe the air above us
With the weight of history beneath the soil we’ve been churning
And now memories wait like chance in my artery.
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