1. |
Clearing Out
03:14
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I'm not giving up,
I'm just clearing out,
out of this lonesome town.
I'm just fine,
I'm done wasting all my time,
with all its prescribed lines.
"So long,
I am gone."
Some say, "Stay, don't
just up and fade away."
But it'll carry on
the same, old way.
Stepping away from the
mirror, I disappear,
sought after by my fear,
so dear.
"Please just stay,
don't fade away"
Some say it's best if you've always had it,
I say it's best if you've never had it.
Some say it's best if you've always had it,
I say it's best if you've never had it...
All along, "so long..."
"So long..."
"So long..."
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2. |
Dazed
03:17
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3. |
Lie To Me
01:58
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4. |
Endless Sleep
05:49
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Drifting deep into this endless sleep,
vital signs give out indolently.
Isn't it sad how fast it goes?
The throes, the woes, and
then you're comatose.
Everything goes and with
it all, snuffed out;
the bouts, the doubts,
that's what it's all about.
Ambitious sprints
slowed to a crawl.
Hey, maybe you never
stood a chance at all.
Shallow breaths fill in the lifeless hole,
that used to house an immortal soul.
Memories fade and strip into the night,
and what remains is washed
out in the light.
Everything goes and with
it all, snuffed out;
the bouts, the doubts,
that's what it's all about.
Ambitious sprints
slowed to a crawl.
Hey, maybe you never
stood a chance at all.
Now I sink into the abyss,
to face the cold and crushing loneliness,
and when I emerge I'll be no more;
left to the pages of the
common lore.
Everything goes and with
it all, snuffed out;
the bouts, the doubts,
that's what it's all about.
Ambitious sprints
slowed to a crawl.
Hey, maybe you never
stood a chance at all.
Everything goes and with
it all, snuffed out;
the bouts, the doubts,
that's what it's all about.
Ambitious sprints
slowed to a crawl.
Hey, maybe you never
stood a chance at all.
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5. |
Fare Thee Well
03:22
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Solemn gait,
you no longer wait
and negate the clause
that once rested upon your paws.
Right arm strong,
as you carry along
the wrongs that long to belong
to someone else's swan song.
Someday soon,
I wish to hear you croon
as the day fades to night
and the sky fills itself up with sprites.
Goodnight,
and please,
never lose sight.
Fare thee well...
Fare thee well...
Fare thee well...
Fare thee well...
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