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Giving In To Forgotten
03:32
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Memories like broken television feeds, all white-wash static - nothing comes with ease. The only things we receive clear are repeats and dead air. But if it's all I get, then maybe it's all that I need: a constant reminder that nothing's guaranteed. It's unforgivable, giving in to forgotten. It's unforgivable, losing names to the null. This is where the thought sets in that I am spending all of my time trying to memorize all these names and faces that will be left behind. Or maybe I'll just become a distant memory, a fleck of interference in place of me. Take me with you.
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Bend
01:31
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I was such a positive kid, until the day that I met you. I was such a positive kid, until the day I fell for you. Feelings fade, now my mind's made. But bend to break, again to feel the same. Now I can't explain how, when you look my way, that's when I truly know what it's like to feel alone. Feelings fade, now my mind's made. But bend to break, again to feel the same.
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Different Directions
03:54
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It must've been something bad, to make you want to leave. Was it something that I said? Was it something that you need? The clock's right. It's hands try to pull us in different directions. The universe is empty, we are truly alone. The world is teeming, we are nothing special. Was it something that I said? The clock's right. It's hands try to pull us in different directions.
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Dreamer
04:19
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Seconds pass on second chances, when those windows shut. No rocks were thrown. No love was shown. The cathode glow woke me. Even in dreams, feet fail to follow through. Walking on glass as if these cracks were untrue. Hues of red cover skin, I can't help but fall in. Even in dreams I can't escape from you. This won't be the first time that I can't sleep. This won't be the last time. To see your face as we sleep in space, your headstone shine next to mine... Even in dreams, feet fail to follow through. Walking on glass as if these cracks were untrue. Hues of red cover skin, I can't help but fall in. Even in dreams I can't escape from you.
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Broken Streets
02:25
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Wandering around town, wondering why we care. The skyline lies to our face, it says "we need more of whatever this is." The clouds are rolling in to take over this city, and I don't know how we'll survive. How will we survive? Run, as fast as you can.
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