1. |
The Sweetness
04:09
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In the darkest depression I find you
In the needy embrace we hold on
In the deepest of depths I lose you
In the truest of lies we fall apart
My heart…
Take this fucking thing I never wanted it
Take your fucking place, there's not more running
Bleed until your heart turns fucking white
You know you are always fucking right
Just remember the sweetness...
In this lover's recession I sell you
In my bleeding face I smear your heart
All the heavens are burning brightly
In the hottest of hells we'll meet again
Might as well…
Just remember the sweetness...
Take this fucking ring, I'll get rid if it
Save your sour breath, there's no meaning in it
Greed will never make you feel alright
You know you will have your lonely nights
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2. |
Bittersweet
03:14
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Temper your expectations
It won't be better when you go
I guess you'll finally know
That you don't belong here
Hamper your revelations
It won't be better when you know
That you need me so
You'll turn around before I lock up
It's kinda bittersweet
I got my back against the wall
And this drowning in my head
I got my back against wall
And it seems I'm going there
I got my back against the wall
And it's forming in me
I got my back against the wall
I will suffer better when I'm dead
It's kinda bittersweet
Temper your expectations
It won't be better when you go
I guess you'll finally know
That you don't belong here
Hamper your revelations
It won't be better when you know
That you need me so
You'll turn around before I lock up
It's kinda bittersweet
I got my back against the wall
And this droning in my head
I got my back against wall
And it's forming in me
I got my back against the wall
And it's forming in my head
I got my back against the wall
I will suffer better when I'm dead
Pass on by
Walk on my
Blind side
And leave your pride
Hang your head
Bide your time
Look down
And know you'll be mine
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3. |
I can I can't
03:16
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Try
To take it out on you
Right now
I can't foresee you in my soul
I can I can't I can I can't
Forsake it out of me
My love
I know I know
You are there to stay
I know I know
I can I can I can I can
I can I can I can I can
Try
To take it out on you
My love
Try
To take it out on you
My love
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I can't pick myself up off the floor
And I can't feel myself anymore
While all you fucking do-goods do some more
I can't feel myself anymore
And I know that you're tired of my disease
Let's just only give it what it needs
Another time...
Someone froze to death outside my door
Can't let no one in anymore
Talking to you all is such a bore
I can't feel myself anymore
And I know that you're tired of my disease
Let's just only give it what it needs
Another time...
And it'll never be quite like before
The rot has spread right down to the core
I wish I just saw a speck of shore
But I can't feel myself anymore
And I know that you're tired of my disease
Let's just only give it what it needs
Another time...
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5. |
Mutate
04:54
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I don't like loving you
What do you do when your love has no use for you
I don't like needing you
What do you do when the darkness seeps through
You get high
You get piss drunk
You grow horns
You grow teeth
You fight back
You destroy
You move on
You fuck off...
I don't like living for you
I have become what you made me into
Don't like a thing about you
I should've left you long ago - before I wasted half my life on you
So I get high
And I fuck up
And I grow horns
I grow teeth
I fight back
I destroy
And I move on
And I fuck off
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6. |
My Time is Blue
03:43
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Keep checking off the boxes
Till you run out of space
Don't forget your time now
Don't forget your place
I been writing for a week now
And all the room is penciled in
And I'm sleeping on the crevice
Where the paper ain't too thin
But my time is blue
And running through the cracks
Formed in my mind
And living in my back
And I'm fucked up on the weekends
To fuck up something more
This constant droning in me
This constant bloody war
I've been writhing for a week now
With the room all penciled in
And I'm sleeping on the crevice
Where the paper ain't too thing
Well my time is blue
And running through the cracks
Formed in my mind
And living in my back
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7. |
Oyster Painted Blue
03:55
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I've been trying to get you off my mind
I' been trying to lose all that I find
I had all these oysters painted blue
Ain't no pearl in sight when I'm inside you
Under frocks I flock to you
Guilty pleasured afternoon
I'm a god, man, who are you?
I've been trying to rub my blind third eye
I've been trying to loosen what you tied
I had all these cloisters painted blue
Ain't no god in sight when I'm inside you
Under frocks I flock to you
Guilty pleasured afternoon
I'm a god, man, who are you?
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Rejoicing in the absence of a god I didn't choose
At every sunset, every dawn break every second that I lose
I don't need no god of the gaps to bring shrill light into my blues
Every hole that knowledge leaves, I'll fill it with my shoes
The devil isn't real but he's the saviour that I choose
For every foolish non-believer who has a rotten soul to lose
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On this sleepless night the sky is gone
And all my selves are floating towards dawn and on beyond
And I'll just leave these frequencies behind
For if you'll find them
And you might, you'll know that it was right to take the night
And there is really not much I remember
Of my days
But that's ok
Time will take my place until I fade
Into soil and air and grass and trees and that unease that never leaves
I'll just leave this air I breathed behind
And this bed in which I slept and wept until my time was finally mine
There is really not much I remember
Of my days
But that's ok
And as the thunder rolls on through the night
Shaking at your shutters and your madness as you swear you'll be alright
And there is really not much I remember
Of my days
But that's ok
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10. |
I Think Now I Understand
02:10
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You've been paying for this dearly
You've been bleeding out alive
And I can see why you have fled this
I can see why you would leave me
And I'm truly sorry for it all
I've been lost inside myself
I've been angry at the whole world
So you withdrew and lost the feeling
And it took another to revive you
And I hope you can be happy now
I've learned so much through all this pain
I feel the changes in my bones
And even though it feels like dying
I'm so glad I finally woke up
So thanks for being strong enough to go
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Safe Upstairs Zürich, Switzerland
i love and i hate and i get funny and sad and high and then i write songs about it. also, i'm not too fond of myself. and
i'm a satanist. boh! and a dad. and divorced. who cares, right? i sure as hell don't... so it goes. poo-tee-weet.
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