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Despair In Parallel
01:55
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Oh how it figures, I'd figure you out
In a moment of weakness, I shadowed my doubts
It’s measured in metrics, you play to the crowd
While hope springs electric, we're laughing out loud
My side, your side, they’re never the same side
I despair
You’re not a departure, you’re a partisan bore
From a long list of let downs known for shaving the score
A parallel shiver like a pair in your hands
No matter the river, you know where you stand
My side, your side, they’re never the same side
I despair
When two of a kind
Toe party lines
With no end in sight
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2. |
Love Was A Typo
02:34
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Get in my suitcase, lose track of time
Stuck on your shoelace, a fool by design
You're life's a scarecrow, you're still with the birds
Stuffed full of sorrow, empty on words
I was an asshole, you were the liar
Not quite the combo, gas on the fire
Love was a typo, left in the text
And no one remembers, what happened next
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3. |
Still Frame
03:17
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Remember the night that the track fell?
I still think about those days
Drink whiskey till 4 in the morning
Tomorrow there's hell to pay
Stop motion, a still frame
A long shot of a good time
It"s fading--well stop fading
And pick up from the wrong line
Your chord struck a place in my heartstrings
Strung out from a night of shows
Unburdened by echoes of feedback
The haze of the streetlight glows
Stop motion, a still frame
A long shot of a good time
It"s fading--well stop fading
And pick up from the wrong line
I'm star-struck when thinking of those scenes
How the cast just fell in time
An all-star of constellations
Left in the night to stay and shine
Stop motion, a still frame
A long shot of a good time
It"s fading--well stop fading
And pick up from the wrong line
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I spent so long in your company
I was jaded, blinded by whom I'd thought I'd be
How'd you do it? You carried on while you carried me
And you made it.
I'm calling out your sign
But there's nothing on the line
In emergencies I have often hesitated
I spent some time as a casualty
I was dying, bleeding out on the floor to see
That you're dreaming--is there somewhere you would rather be?
Can you make it?
I'm calling out your sign
But there's nothing on the line
In emergencies I have often hesitated
And now you've gone so far away
From the frontlines, taking leave of the ghosts and grey
You don't know it, but I've found a way to say,
"Hope you made it."
I'm calling out your sign
But there's nothing on the line
In emergencies I have often hesitated
I'm calling out your sign
Oh, you're close but I've resigned.
In emergencies I have often hesitated
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5. |
Phantom Steps
03:41
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Wake on the day, gone out to tides
Faced with the fray, without feeling
Don't take a stand, lose on command
Tired of the heat, but you're freezing
Freeze!
Run for the style, mile after mile
Plaster your smile to the ceiling
Hold out your tongue, it's baited black
Tired of your lungs, 'cuz they're breathing
Breathe!
At the top of the stairs,
In the dark, unaware
One more left, so you think
Lift your foot, start to sink
You were wrong, nothing more
As you fall to the floor
Nothing more, nothing more,
Nothing more
Follow the steps, place final bets
Wrestle the frets, now you're reeling
Swallow your legs, drained to the dregs
Tired of this town, you're not leaving
Leave!
At the top of the stairs,
In the dark, unaware
One more left, so you think
Lift your foot, start to sink
You were wrong, nothing more
As you fall to the floor
Nothing more, nothing more,
Nothing more
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