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Moraine - Opening Tidal
02:21
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Bombs over ignorance
You got a color that you can't admit
Bombs over ignorance
You got a color that you can't admit
It comes from where you hide your fears
Not the anger over them
It seems that pain has deceived your ears
All of these things you hate
You're never gonna get away from them
Yea all of these things you hate
You're never gonna get away until you let go
It comes from where you hid your fears
Not the anger over them
It seems that pain has deceived your ears
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Low lit night, cheap house,
And a cloud covered moon.
Fog rolls in unnoticed prior to closing view.
Since called upon it's been here to stay.
The wind's calm, my breath paused
But my thoughts are stray.
Riding for the distance
Feeling the divide
Go on for miles
Eyes are everywhere
Harmless alone though they never are
Stare enough you'll find yourself surrounded
Just don't act like you're every scared
Cool and calm against your severed patience
You know you choose what you feed your anger
With luck and misery so exaggerated
Your stories have grown old
So save it
Writing for the distant
The shores you cannot find
So you ride all the time
Eyes are everywhere
Harmless alone though they never are
Stare enough you'll find yourself surrounded
Just don't act like you're every scared
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We speak all the same
We're all lost in some way
Killing these days won't bring back these dreams
It's what we've been told
Doesn't mean a thing
There's no balance only surviving
Come on down
Is this not what you want?
A moment to forget who you are
A simple bliss or short cliche
In any case this world will never spin another way
My night drives on
It's already four
I don't wanna see the world wake
But I don't have a choice anymore
Generation-less
There's nothing in this world we can fix
We keep driving the meaning in our own excess
Come on down
Is this not what you want?
A moment to forget who you are
A simple bliss or short cliche
In any case this world will never spin another way
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My hopelessness keeps me counting the days till I can let go of fear and break away from misery
This weight crushing my chest
This air that fills my lungs
All seems too much for me
When I needed clarity
When I needed air to breathe
Compelled to the shadows of my mind
Compelled to a world of grief
It seems to rain forever
So hard to keep my nose clean
(So hard to strive for something)
Always a search for purpose
Always a search for meaning
So I try to free my mind from these binding cages society has built around my mind and isolated me from my true self
We know something has to change but we lose the structure
A conscious revolution to bring us all together
All of our hopes can never be met
In place where desires are an endless chase
The feeling still remains in a sense of petty want for something better every single day
And I've casted myself aside for so long
just find an ounce of my own self worth
but every thing around me is a constant reminder that freedom is a broken concept that we all seem to yearn.
But without understanding and without a sense of focus we are doomed to a steady falter.
But I want more than just a stagnant life
and it's always been better for me to have a heart without a home
to not be bound to a single thing
to know what it truly means to be free.
Fall to your knees
The comfort in cold dirt
Put me in the grave
Just don't let me burn
I want to feel what it means to fade
To be free of this shell and to be free of this place
This suffering is no life to live
For every promise I hold for every love I give
I count these stars and wish on the wind just anything I can do to feel alive again.
We were meant so much more
And every day we find a new struggle to overcome just as a test for something bigger
I know we all can feel this collective anxiety that were meant for something bigger, than just this empty life.
We were meant for so much more.
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I'm sick of pulling myself down in everyone's misfortunes, a losing battle every time I drown in tragedy, nothing else can keep me sane, but these autumn leaves, apathy is an open wound but pity's still your game. When I just want to walk away.
I'm glad I knew you when you were younger
I'm glad to remember all those years
I'm so sorry I couldn't be there
When addiction dried those tears
I miss the way you used to be
I miss the way you used to shine
Take a look at your mess now.
Just another broken life.
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Disfigured in
Broken thoughts
This place is not a home
A crooked smile
My fathers mind
Nothing is your own
These empty rooms
These corridors
Haunting at my soul
Lose me in these memories
This is "love" is all I know
Give weight to the open road
Find solace and don't let go
No place for a broken soul
Nothing left in self control
Withdraw from the ones you love
Disconnect to a better world
Old man don't feel the same
Throw my life away
All signs say love will leave
So Keep your heart on your sleeve
Till I fade away
From my own mistakes
I can make ends meat
But ill never learn
I'll never see
A whole new hope for a better day
Wither away!
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