1. |
Tyrannicide
03:15
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If that day
wasn't enough
to bring us
together
Do you know me?
Ask yourself. Interrogating someone else.
Where's your pride? Why do you have mine?
I've always been
kind of a bad guy.
You always said I was
one of the bad guys.
I'll keep the safe closed,
lock and key.
I bought some new clothes,
shaping me.
Choosing my fashion,
heartless sleeves.
Direct my passion,
who should I be?
Pay less attention to all your lessons.
It's not surprising you got depression.
No success in fraternal succession.
I wish you'd let me label myself.
Now, I'm like you
the way that I hate you.
Thank your god
I killed the bad guy inside of me.
You need permission.
You're flame resistant,
The first victim of your mission.
I'll keep the safe closed,
lock and key.
I bought some new clothes,
shaping me.
Choosing my fashion,
heartless sleeves.
Direct my passion,
who should I be?
There's no more king,
no more throne.
What to sit on?
On your own.
Abolishing
blind belief.
Tyrannicide
is fratricide
to me.
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2. |
Balancing Act
04:57
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It's my fault.
I asked for the part,
to be trusted instead
of able to give my heart away.
Your own weight will crush you.
I guess I'll be fine without you
maybe better.
Wish I did not need this burden.
At least I'll win the breakup
when we sever.
Can't lose if you don't play.
Why can't I ask for more?
Why do I have to ask?
I'm leaning without support.
We fail the balancing act.
If you won't fall with me,
that means that we fall apart.
I should know we continue
in the way that I let it start.
It's care or be cared for.
Pick up the phone.
Say hello.
You already know
something has gone wrong.
I give a first impression
every single day.
Am I a part of the world,
or can I be your place?
I know your words mean there's
no gate between us.
Love's in the tongue.
"How are you?" v. "Wassup?"
Get used to front doors.
Let me be yours.
I know your words mean there's
no gate between us.
Love's in the tongue.
"How are you?" v. "Wassup?"
Your doorway inscribed,
"re-enter my life."
I'm looking inside,
not sure what I find.
I'm running away
when I hear you say,
"Pick up where we stopped,"
because now there's a lock.
Nothing is everything.
Your own weight will crush you.
I guess I'll be fine without you
maybe better.
Wish I did not need this burden.
At least I'll win the breakup
when we sever.
Can't lose if you don't play.
I give a first impression
every single day.
Am I a part of the world,
or can I be your place?
I know your words mean there's
no gate between us.
Love's in the tongue.
"How are you?" v. "Wassup?"
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3. |
Sunset
03:21
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There's a girl making clothes
and getting paid in cents.
I consider her lucky,
her country doesn't pretend
that you were anything more
than a virulent pest.
I hope she settles the score
the way you settled yourself.
Get past it.
What's past is just tragic.
Me and my sixty-one friends.
All of us together,
laughing as "forever" comes to an end.
The world waits with baited breath
for an oversized coffin to be laid to rest.
Your control was thin ice in
the motherfucking tropics.
Me and my sixty-one friends.
All of us together,
laughing as "forever" comes to an end.
Make for the exit!
Die and hope to be forgotten.
Hands around the earth have wrinkled.
I'd say fuck your "sorry" if you gave one.
Me and my sixty-one friends.
All of us together,
laughing as "forever" comes to an end.
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Greater Flood Denver, Colorado
hardcore/metalcore band from Denver, CO
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Guitars & Clean Vox
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Drums & Dirty Vox
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