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March Song
04:24
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You're born so free
screaming into white lights
as they form into oncoming headlights
nothings ever worth your life
you've tied so many strings
let go of the line
let go of the line
I'm torn but far from done
A foot out of the door
A foot out of the door
I'm torn but far from done
there's nothing left to ignore
I'm torn but far from done
A foot out of the door
A foot out of the door
I'm torn but far from done
live life in the full light
you're made for hire, but you pass through these trials
for the chance to sail along.
we're growing up
we're growing apart
we're so sick of being sincere.
we'll wait for everything to come back to us
like we're meant to inherit it all.
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Sultan
03:04
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Greet them like you did when you ran into that dark saloon
(chances are theres no one left)
Take these reigns, we cant change. We're all the same
So sultan sway me, sultan trace her frame
We don’t recognize a single soul
We’re all just estranged
Nobody move nobody move
We’ve been down this same road before
oh by our bodies we’re confined
he was raised with his fists at his sides
and was born with a smile so smug
he’s the wrong person writing history
and it shows, yeah it shows.
we were born to blindly follow
here’s hoping we could see this through
we were born to blindly follow
here’s hoping we could see this through
TO HEAR THEM YELL TO RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN
Nobody move nobody move
We’ve been down this same road before
But its by our bodies we’re confined
ITS BY OUR BODIES WE’RE CONFINED
TO END THE DARK
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3. |
Winter Came Early
06:04
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I'm the man you created
i am tainted i am tainted
my sweat comes in beads
when the weather turns against me
ive been left here unresolved
looking for my tonic
but no toxic will do.
Dont let this world destroy you
just one more day just one more day
if we can make it out alive
just one more day just one more day
i wish we could make amends
like a title fight/we take our rounds again
when our sweat drops in beads
but our hearts hardly see
if i ascend into heaven(turn every stone)
you'll still be there(its not too late)
you'll still be there
if i make my bed in hell...(turn every stone)
i've made my bed in hell(its not too late)
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4. |
Parasol
01:55
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Darling I caught the storm
And you’re well on your way
Out here all I can catch is hell
And no one is safe.
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Darling i caught the storm
and you're well on your way
out here all i can catch is hell
its found the ice in my veins
and no one is safe
I'm avoiding these street signs
that point me towards you
(point me towards you)
I've taken all of these steps
am i all that you wanted
(am i all that you wanted yet)
its days like these
when all i see
the two of us caught in circles
well I'll hold firm belief
that you cant shut me down
I'll hold firm belief
'cause it takes a thief and a miser
to make it out
still we wait for the second time to come around
I'm avoiding these street signs
that point me towards you
(point me towards you)
I've taken all of these steps
am i all that you wanted
(am i all that you wanted yet)
i wish i could trade it all away
(for the expression caught on your face)
Day by day
Don't look back
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6. |
The Cynic
04:33
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This is the last we found you
Shaking through the night
As I go to waste here with a lack of supply
And nothing to contribute
But there's a fine line between pride and simply finding out
On her face there's a mark that stays with her
It breaks the silence plastered on these rows and rows of trees
Now tell me do you feel like a man?
She cant sleep a wink at night
She cant sleep at night
And I'm sorry boy
But there's nothing left for you to do
is she suffering anymore?
Show me something I haven’t seen yet
Show me something I haven’t seen yet
Show me something...Is there another way to get through this?
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ourcorsair Fresno, California
post hardcore
post rock
post whatever
california
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