1. |
The Cycle
05:02
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Tripping on some kind of twisted wordplay
I'm fading (I'm fading) and I can't see straight
So I avoid the cycle like the plague
But it's catching up to me
There's nothing left to take
But you're catching up to me
You're catching up to me
I'm swimming with the stream and I can't escape it
Put salt in my wounds, see if I can take it
And you won't listen
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
Bruises and stings, but there were never bloodstains
Nothing that I could try to validate
In this game, bringing back my growing pains
They're catching up to me
(You're catching up to me)
You're catching up to me
(Say it)
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud, it'll make it real
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud and take away the thrill
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud, it'll make it real
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud
I'm swimming with the stream and I can't escape it
Put salt in my wounds, see if I can take it
And you won't listen
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
(Say it)
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud, it'll make it real
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud and take away the thrill
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud, it'll make it real
Don't say it aloud, don't say it aloud
Don't say it aloud
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I will say it
Cause I will say what you're afraid of
Cause I'm the one to say it
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2. |
Borderlines
04:08
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I walk the borderlines
I like the way it makes me feel something
Delve into your own mind and discover nothing
You live in overdrive
You'll never comprehend duality
I'm alive but I don't fit into reality
I've been filtering the light
I thought it was a great disguise
I've been swimming in the deep end
But I want to feel like myself again
You say I'm living my life halfway
With my senses on high
You say this is time I can't replace
I should embrace the ride
But I will never be a label
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
You took my crutches away
And said that though it feels wrong I should follow
I suffocate in structures you built so hollow
I won't be praised
When my head hurts and I make it through tomorrow
These inverted shades make me feel insane
But my fears must be swallowed
I've been filtering the light
I thought it was a great disguise
I've been swimming in the deep end
But I want to feel like myself again
You say I'm living my life halfway
With my senses on high
You say this is time I can't replace
I should embrace the ride
But I will never be a label
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
(In this world being myself is a crime)
(But I can't seem to stay in the lines)
When the glass has finished smashing
Which window will you look through at me?
When the glass has finished smashing
Which window will you look through
At me?
(In this world being myself is a crime)
You say this is time I can't replace
(But I can't seem to stay in the lines)
I should embrace the ride
But I will never be a label
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
(But I will never be a label)
Even when you tell me I'm unstable
In this world being myself is a crime
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3. |
Tunnels
04:09
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The cracks in your voice
Make me feel like it's okay if I have some too
But I've made the choice
Of holding still so my lips can't move
Ache in my bones
An inside joke with myself
In a glass case home
It's an inside joke with myself
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And they're weaving tunnels round me that I can't reach
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And the hardening in my chest doesn't faze me
Paralyzed frame
I wonder if I come up in conversation
I'm ashamed
Of the backwards ways in which I make
A statement, I act
Like this state is better than the thing itself
And sometimes I'm glad
When the ache is better than the thing itself
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And they're weaving tunnels round me that I can't reach
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And the hardening in my chest doesn't faze me
It doesn't faze me
It never fazes me
It doesn't faze me
It never fazes me
(Anymore)
It doesn't faze me
It never fazes me
(Anymore)
It doesn't faze me
It never fazes me
(Anymore)
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And they're weaving tunnels round me that I can't reach
And they're weaving tunnels round me, under my feet
And the hardening in my chest doesn't faze me
(Anymore)
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4. |
Soak
03:57
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I've looked at the sun
For a second too long
Trying to make up
For the time I lost
Underground, I'm done
I can't stand artificial light
I've missed too much
I can't ignore the ache I've kept inside somewhere
Ooh, I'm the only one that's searching
Crack open the surface, let it all soak in
Ooh, I'm the only one that gets it
Linger with the scents hanging in the morning
Hanging in the morning
I'll watch it dissolve
Till the pigments come
Out in the wash
And smile in the dark
To try to hold the rush
Of something unattainable
I'm higher than the drained out ones
Dripping with the chemicals, I want to go further
Ooh, I'm the only one that's searching
Crack open the surface, let it all soak in
Ooh, I'm the only one that gets it
Linger with the scents hanging in the morning
Hanging in the morning
Ooh, I'm the only one
And I only find what I'm not looking for
Ooh, I'm the only one, oh
Ooh, I'm the only one that's searching
Crack open the surface, let it all soak in
Ooh, I'm the only one that gets it
Linger with the scents hanging in the morning
Hanging in the morning
(Hanging in the morning)
Ooh, I'm the only one
And I only find what I'm not looking for
Ooh, I'm the only one
And I only find what I'm not looking for
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5. |
Pressure Points
04:46
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You make me feel like I exist
When I need acknowledging
You're the realest thing I've ever had
Yet you don't belong to me
So I will tread carefully
So I don't lose everything
You could be my platform
The spitting image of everything I'm looking for
So help me to put it on
The spitting image of everything I'll ever want
All my dreams have reached their melting points
But you're hitting all the right pressure points
And you're making me hear more than noise
As I'm giving in to these pressure points
You've left me in a state of confusion
I'm not the one who ever gets to do the choosing
Your mind here for the using
My heart is naturally intruding
You could be my crash course
The spitting image of everything I'm looking for
So take me for someone I'm not
The spitting image of everything I'll ever want
All my dreams have reached their melting points
But you're hitting all the right pressure points
And you're making me hear more than noise
As I'm giving in to these pressure points
All my dreams have reached their melting points
But you're hitting all the right pressure points
And you're making me hear more than noise
As I'm giving in to these pressure points
(You could be my platform)
(You could be)
(You could be)
(You could be everything I'm looking for)
All my dreams have reached their melting points
But you're hitting all the right pressure points
And you're making me hear more than noise
As I'm giving in to these pressure points
(You could be my platform)
(You could be)
(You could be)
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