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Talking in Threats
02:37
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I want to fucking leave this place of misery
And I cant breathe its pinned on top of me
And i cant see any hope in anything
Because I'll just bleed the life of you and me
It's like we're talking in threats as we're walking away
We're hardly impressed with the words that we say.
Im passed out on the floor, giving in to everything
So you walk out the door, no saving it this time.
And I cant grieve i want to scream it out of me
And I can't love in all the ways you needed me
We've lost all sight in almost everything
And I'll just bleed the life of you and me
It's like we're talking in threats as we're walking away
We're hardly impressed with the words that we say.
Im passed out on the floor, giving in to everything
So you walk out the door, no saving it this time.
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No More Hospitals
03:04
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Stuck in this building trapped in my head, all this shit just wont lay to rest
they don't know what it's like hanging on a thread of hope when everything's hopeless.
Feeling regret of all the things that were never said, the chance to fix wrongs and make amends, I keep holding on, and bite my tongue, its never ending
One push of the morphine drip buys a little peace. Is this the way the world ends? Not with a bang, but a fucking whimper?
No more hospitals, No more teary eyes, no more waiting rooms, no more heart aches.
(shield your eyes, shut your heart, look away, no more heartaches)
*Super sick solo at the end*
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Sit and Wait
02:35
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Old habits, when they come around
Do their damage and beat me down
Then they clear when Im on my own
Now i find myself in a mess choked up
And away from the phone
"Versus God" and "Dream Homes"
Getting high and getting stoned
Just to feel what feelings I have left
Now i find myself in a mess choked up
And away from the phone
I always hurry just to sit and wait, I sit and wait . "Neutralizing"
Pouring salt in all the wounds
I know you're hating home, wide awake, staying up late
I know you know I'm all alone....it goes
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Honest Living
02:28
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The Ache from my head has got my body shaking
Vision from my eyes is slowly sleeping
Bloods boiled over two times now and the clocks still ticking
Knuckles caved in and torn apart
Its an honest living
Its the wait and the drag of the day that kill
To beg for the check that barely keeps me living
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Keep on Truckin'
04:18
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Its about fucking time that i cut ties with this place
Getting tired of your eyes and getting tired of your face
Its all a bad joke and I knew it from the start
It's pathetic tying to get you to set me apart
I'm all fucking done now, bruised and bleeding from being dragged on
Im sick of loneliness, Im sick of turning stomaches
Im sick of sleepless nights, cocaine and constant lies
Alcohol shakes, and pounding brains, blood shot eyes, and body aches
Fuck this situation, fuck this stupid feeling
Constant contemplation, selfish misery
Im all fucking done now, bruised and bleeding from being dragged on
All those nights I spent alone strung out in my bedroom
All those nights I spent alone haunted by you
So put on your favorite record and let the wall close in on you
and you'll know what it felt like when you left me here to die
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