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Plaster City
03:39
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Welcome to state of superficiality
Where you’re never gonna get out again
It’s only five more miles to Plaster City
And there’s no dead end
You were on the way to the state of fame
But your insecurity took control
Needed to trip down all the ones in your way
And I was your goal
You’re not, you’re not gonna see it through
You won’t, you won’t make me less than you
You gotta know when to drop the gun because shortcuts won’t help you out in the long run
I doubt you heard that the last to talk is generally the one who needs to walk the hell away
I’m not sorry you think that you can leave
I’m not sorry you lost it all to me
It’s such a shame nobody even seems to know
What you’re really like inside that head
You’re sprinkling sweet, sweet sugar all over your woes
You’re burning bright red
You’ll be a prisoner of war here till you see
All the possibilities you could’ve used
The truth is always better than some broken story
Cause I’m not your muse
You’re not, you’re not gonna see it through
You won’t, you won’t make me less than you
You gotta know when to drop the gun because shortcuts won’t help you out in the long run
I doubt you heard that the last to talk is generally the one who needs to walk the hell away
I’m not sorry you think that you can leave
I’m not sorry you lost it all to me
Your lies won’t buy you in and
Your friends won’t stay for more
The high road’s in the past and
the low road will not last
You gotta know when to drop the gun because shortcuts won’t help you out in the long run
I doubt you heard that the last to talk is generally the one who needs to walk the hell away
I’m not sorry you think that you can leave
I’m not sorry you lost it all to me
You gotta know when to drop the gun because shortcuts won’t help you out in the long run
I doubt you heard that the last to talk is generally the one who needs to walk the hell away
I’m not sorry you think that you can leave
I’m not sorry you lost it all to me
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2. |
Deadlock
03:49
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Everyone’s blind and they ought to know
They don’t care no, they won’t care tomorrow
How could this nightmare be allowed?
It’s their game now, it’s their world how?
The answers don’t lie in their minds
But we’re fools to all their lies
And they say...
"Take your pick,
it's gun or knife it's life or death"
And all that did is cut our only thread
"Take your pick,
It's sink or float it's show not tell"
and all I see is hell
We’re all spitting fire from our own sides
We all will die, from the inside
Why won’t anyone just stand for us?
The laws are dust, and morales rust
This is all exactly what they need
To see us all fall and plead
And they say…
"Take your pick,
it's gun or knife it's life or death"
And all that did is cut our only thread
"Take your pick,
It's sink or float it's show not tell"
and all I see is hell
When we’re done you can’t ask why, no
Just look beyond the media’s eye
Time after time we’ve lost the war
But we can’t handle even more
"Take your pick,
it's gun or knife it's life or death"
And all that did is cut our only thread
"Take your pick,
It's sink or float it's show not tell"
and all I see is hell
"Take your pick,
it's gun or knife it's life or death"
"Take your pick,
It's sink or float it's show not tell"
and all I see is hell
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3. |
If You Were Awake
03:31
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Do you remember last month when you said you were done
Making us wonder where the hell you’ve gone?
Do you? Do you remember?
You used to be your own, but not anymore
And you don’t even see how many threads you’ve torn
Do you? Do you see them?
And no one even wants to stay
And wait for you to come back
Cause we already learned your way
Yeah we already know that
Open your eyes
You’ve been swallowed while sleeping
I’ve tried so hard
To get you to see you were dreaming
Wake up inside
Let’s not play games, let’s be serious
I’ve tried so hard
If you were awake you’d be here
You always used to say you’d never be like that
I should have known better that you’d fall through the cracks
Yeah you… Yeah you fell through
This isn’t what you planned and I wish you would know
You can’t play on the edge without falling below
Yeah you… yeah you fell through
And no one even wants to stay
And wait for you to come back
Cause we already learned your way
Yeah we already know that
Open your eyes
You’ve been swallowed while sleeping
I’ve tried so hard
To get you to see you were dreaming
Wake up inside
Let’s not play games, let’s be serious
I’ve tried so hard
If you were awake you’d be here
I guess when you’re sleeping, it’s hard to see
What’s happ’nin in reality
All you know is your dreams,
That’s what it seems to me
You’re exactly what you said you’d never be
Open your eyes
You’ve been swallowed while sleeping
I’ve tried so hard
To get you to see you were dreaming
Wake up inside
Let’s not play games, let’s be serious
I’ve tried so hard
If you were awake you’d be here
I guess when you’re sleeping, it’s hard to see
What’s happ’nin in reality
All you know is your dreams,
That’s what it seems to me
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4. |
Friction
04:32
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I have a story I can't tell
Cause it would drag me down to hell
Just open the road and guide me home
You have an ear that only hears you
It's deaf from the lies that built you askew
And there's no way to fix this alone
There's no guilt in my words
They've stirred unheard for too long
Now throw away all your fears of being wrong
You wonder why there's friction
But you don't wanna be told why
I'm trying to help us
But you're too high
You told me that you'd change now
But everything's still the same
You lied to my face
And you blame me
Generations don't know more
Things are changing so don't ignore
What the new way to success is
The scars I earned from this still burn
Thought if you saw them you would learn
To choose your battles and clean your messes
There's no guilt in my words
They've stirred unheard for too long
It's not too late to admit that you were wrong
You wonder why there's friction
But you don't wanna be told why
I'm trying to help us
But you're too high
You told me that you'd change now
But everything's still the same
You lied to my face
And you blame me
Now matter what you wanna say
It's not the way to set things straight
I'm never gonna be the one
To pass all this destruction on
Our colors will fade soon
They'll fade into the dark
Our colors will fade soon
They'll fade...
You wonder why there's friction
But you don't wanna be told why
I'm trying to help us
But you're too high
You told me that you'd change now
But everything's still the same
You lied to my face
And you blame me
You wonder why there's friction, oh
You wonder why there's friction, oh
You wonder why, you wonder why
You wonder why there's friction
And thats why
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5. |
Flight Syndrome
03:27
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If you can’t stand me breaking your shell
I’ll make your life a living hell
Just by being here
Your safety zone’s getting torn apart by us
We won’t stand down until we trust
You won’t flee in fear
Did I catch you off your guard?
Did I threaten your ego?
Is that why you took off so hard
With no regard for falling low?
Your days are numbered, leave the show
Your wings aren’t strong enough to take you home
You’re slipping, falling in the ditch
So stop dropping bombs, destroying every bridge
You had your chance but you threw it down
You’ll see why you’re stranded now
When the ground closes in
If you’d have handled this without your pride
You could’ve had me on your side
And now you can’t win
Did I catch you off your guard?
Did I threaten your ego?
Don’t count on me to pull you out
Of the ash when you’re goddamn low
Your days are numbered, leave the show
Your wings aren’t strong enough to take you home
You’re slipping, falling in the ditch
So stop dropping bombs, destroying every bridge
There’s no room for your kind
Up here in the skyline
There’s no room for your kind X2
Your days are numbered, leave the show
Your wings aren’t strong enough to take you home
You’re slipping, falling in the ditch
So stop dropping bombs, destroying every bridge
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6. |
Circles
04:05
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I’m fine now
Just don’t count my broken spine
Cause time will heal
Anything that’s not real
This place is dead
But now I know it’s in my head
I’m moving out
And doing what is not allowed
I’ve ran around in circles so long
Getting lost, getting tired of all the paths I’ve tried
I’m gonna burn all these goddamn signs down
And turn around, find my way, and earn a sense of pride
All I need is time
It’s not the end
I’m coming around again
To start a fire
And spread it out to the sky
Don’t put it out
It’s my only hope for life now
I’ll make it through
And forget about all I knew
I’ve ran around in circles so long
Getting lost, getting tired of all the paths I’ve tried
I’m gonna burn all these goddamn signs down
And turn around, find my way, and earn a sense of pride
All I need is time
Stay back, I’m rewriting fate
When the ashes come down we’ll all get a taste
With time I’ll build a new place
And I’ll never wanna leave the heaven I made
I’ve ran around in circles so long
Getting lost, getting tired of all the paths I’ve tried
I’m gonna burn all these goddamn signs down
And turn around, find my way, and earn a sense of pride
All I need is time
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