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Inner Space
04:28
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These pages have been torn much longer than before
The book had a chance to be written.
The ink isn’t even set and already I regret almost every decision.
So many chances to come clean.
But now the one face down in the dirt is me.
I am the one unclean.
So unaware of the path ahead.
No shortage of problems at bay.
Too many turns towards uncertain ends.
So many ways to lose my way.
This is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing
But I won’t let you know. (Not knowing is better than knowing it’s not)
That this is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing,
An explanation you’re always guessing.
A song that I swear that you’ll never sing
But I won’t let you know. (Not knowing is better than knowing it’s not)
This is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing,
But I won’t let you know at all.
I’ve watched so many hours pass knowing I can never get them back.
I can’t take back the past, I spend my future remembering that.
This is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing
But I won’t let you know. (Not knowing is better than knowing it’s not)
That this is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing,
An explanation you’re always guessing.
A song that I swear that you’ll never sing
But I won’t let you know. (Not knowing is better than knowing it’s not)
This is a song that I swear that you’ll never sing,
But I won’t let you know at all.
What do I know?
If knowing is half the battle,
Will I ever be prepared for war?
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We are grown from the ground up
Before my eyes my form is deforming again.
Little by little my colors are leaving the frame.
I keep seeking persistence, but my chase seems consistent.
I keep running and running and running but still losing ground.
It’s always wrapping around my head.
The should've, the would've, the could've said.
What else can I say that hasn’t been said in so many other ways?
What else can I say?
It’s past time the curtains are supposed to raise,
But I can’t seem to find my place upon the stage.
I was never given cues, given lines.
Left to the devices of my own mind.
A masterpiece starts with an empty canvas.
Every empire is built from the ground up.
We have to crawl before we find ourselves standing.
We are all growing from the ground up.
Grown from the ground up.
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3. |
Game Of Games
02:03
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This isn’t a game this is a war.
Let us now raise a toast and let’s start this night off on a positive note,
Because we all know things are only going to get darker from here.
Mind, body, spirit. All will be tested past their limits.
We now have reason to fall apart and pick up the pieces.
There’s always a chance that things will go wrong,
But pain and suffering are vital for this victory.
This is break or be broken,
Who will be left standing in the end?
This is break or be broken,
Who will be left burning in the end?
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4. |
XX
01:05
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How far are you willing to go for what you love?
I tell myself the pieces will fall in place.
If I keep moving forward, I will find my way.
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5. |
Silver Linings
03:20
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Have you ever looked back?
Have you ever thought to yourself, "How was I holding on?"
Have you ever looked back?
Have you ever seen yourself become a person you're not?
Have you ever looked back and said, "Maybe what I did was wrong?"
In hindsight, I could've taken a higher road,
This path is far from home.
In my time so often I've felt so alone,
I'm on my own.
We all grow through life.
We all live in the moment.
We do what's in our hearts.
You can't get away from your heart.
It seems like every time I try to pick myself up
something pulls me down
With the weight of the world over my head
It's hard to not feel buried
Mayday! Save me from crashing down.
Mayday! Save me!
Someone out there come save me
The harder I try to hold on, the closer I come to losing it.
The harder I try to move on, I feel more lost.
You don't know how far you've come til you look back.
Have you been looking back?
Are you still the person who you've been searching for?
(You've been searching for)
Am I really worth saving?
It seems like every time I try to pick myself up
something pulls me down
With the weight of the world over my head
It's hard to not feel buried
Mayday! Save me from crashing down.
Mayday! Save me!
Mayday! Save me from crashing down.
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6. |
IX
00:33
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And it all comes back,
Walking down this once familiar path.
I've left it all here before, I'm ready to do it again,
To let everything go in a cloud of smoke.
Just breathe and loosen your grip on reality.
(Watch it fall away)
Come one come all and witness with your own eyes
(The new reality)
The spark that ignites the night.
There's nothing left but the moment.
It's time to make this moment count.
Just breathe.
I'll see you at a higher place.
Don't look down!
Even when the smoke has cleared
You'll eventually see the mirrors
Do you like what looks back?
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Is there anything you would die for? Any words you’d leave behind?
This is where you make your mark.
This is where you take your fate.
This is where your journey begins.
Let your journey begin.
Following signs left behind by your own mind.
And don't stop until you find what you're looking for,
Then keep going.
Some doors are made for breaking down.
Some windows are made for breaking out.
Some promises made to be broken.
Some words better left unspoken.
These highs are worth the reach.
These lows worth going deep.
These walls were built for burning down.
These walls were built for burning down.
Before I die, I'll see them ablaze.
These walls were built for burning down.
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All my life I've wished I stayed outside the light.
It's always there to find,
It's always on my mind.
Wandering, wondering,
So certain my sights were set.
New horizons rise.
Open your eyes,
You won't want to miss a thing.
There's no way out,
But there was never need for an escape.
A product of fate,
Another round,
A new beginning.
We've already broken free.
We've already broken free.
Meaning, being.
Feeling this is where I belong.
It wasn't clear before but I knew I wasn't wrong.
Now I know I was never hiding from the light.
Now I know I'm just made to survive in the night.
We belong to the night.
And the night belongs to us.
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Where have all the hours gone?
It's been so long since time had no meaning anymore.
Can I pull myself together just long enough to fall apart?
I'm on the verge of collapse, and I love it.
I'm about to break down, and I love it.
I am crashing.
I am burning.
The Sun's coming up,
And I’ve been crawling through ashes and dirt for what feels like forever.
Trying to find a way back home.
Trying to find a place to rest these broken bones.
Shake your fucking demons off.
This journey isn't over.
There's plenty more in store ahead.
This journey isn't over.
So you can rest when you're dead.
Rest when you're dead.
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Tonight is the night,
We're going out with a bang.
Here we go again,
It's almost the end.
This moment may never come to us again.
So make this moment one to remember forever.
We've come so far to lose ourselves,
And left so much of ourselves behind.
We all need an escape.
we all need to break away.
We are running on fumes.
The wind is leaving our sails.
But we will see this journey through to its ultimate end.
You haven't lived until you've ran out of fucks to give.
Some comforts you will never know until you've left your comfort zone.
Have your eyes opened up?
Has your mind opened up enough?
There is no looking back,
So just keep pushing forward.
Keep going.
Keep going when the world says stop.
This is the gauntlet.
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Just breathe and loosen your grip on reality.
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