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Hindsight
01:40
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Cut me out effortlessly
Cause in your head you could have it all
That I'd be waiting patiently for your return
I put out your fire with my bare hands and you let me burn
I used to miss you
I nearly waited for you
But now
Looking in Hindsight
I hope it was worth the loss
Well I don't, but I hope you know it's not
I hope it was worth the pain
Well I don't but I know you still look at me the way
You did when you thought I was sleeping
Even though I was just pretending
To avoid the complications
We'd face when we got home
I told you not to push me
I told you not to push me
I told you not to push me
I told you
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Bodies
03:02
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I'm torn between the guilt and security
Heart so heavy cause I cary both of our burdens
You move on easy, happy endings but what happens to me
I'm drained and empty
I'm drained an empty
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
You look so down whenever we come around
I want to talk to you but the hand you hold
is the one that anchors you to the ground, and sews up your mouth
But it was so effortless, the way that you cut me out
I hope that you're drained and empty, like me
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Your debts are overdue
The bodies are lifeless but they still got more guts than you
And I hate myself enough to know
That I'm not innocent
So I won't play victim, but you can't play God
Your debts are overdue
The bodies are lifeless but they still got more guts than you
And I hate myself enough to know
That I'm not innocent
So I won't play victim, but you can't play God
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
Don't push me
I know where the bodies are buried
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What have i got to show
For the year spent trying to rebuild knowing I can't do it on my own
But the holes in my pocket and a key stuck in a locket
that won't turn and it's jarred just because
it's just so hard to love me
i make my way to the front door
I'm drumming my fingers I'm pulling at skin
i'm anxious as hell
I came here to erase that but i'm not doing that well
The distraction may render this useless
Cause we're barely scratching the surface
But I watch enough Frasier to know
that this is probably transference
maybe i should go back to avoidance
cause I fear I've become an annoyance
that's the problem that i'm bring to solve with all the appointments
and I'm well aware that the irony is potent
You could burn my apathy
From those who played on my empathy
I lent you all of me
For too long
Yeah avoidance is my middle name
I told myself I won't come back again
But the endings all end all the same
I don't know how to leave
Well if the point of all this is to be painfully honest
You think that i've improved but it's only in the slightest
Call it excited
You're just a sight for these sore eyes
Well if the point of all this is to be painfully honest
You think that i've improved but it's only in the slightest
Call it excited
Whatever this is it's unrequited
You could burn my apathy
From those who played on my empathy
I lent you all of me
For too long
My only mistake was letting you in
I hollowed out a piece of me and let you nestle in
My only regret was giving in to false hope
and living entirely through this lust
when i've just barely learned the ropes
(overlapped vocals)
Yeah avoidance is my middle name
I told myself I won't come back again
But the endings all end all the same
I don't know how to leave
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Salsa Shark
03:14
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Disguise your intentions, friend
Dress them up in white
Parade artificial innocence
So you can sleep tonight
You fucked my trust up
Now I'm back where I started
I'm making friends
But it's all so half hearted
I'm torn like the skin on my back
Between forced forgiveness and a plan of attack
No one lives here anymore
Newspaper lines the windows and we boarded up the doors
I was told that we're in this together, even if the light it dim
Instead you left me waiting on the outside looking in
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
These days are too shortly numbered to only occupy
A small space in your mind
So give up, give up
Memories may rust
But their marks still hang around
But if I get up and leave now
I can start rebuilding this home
And pull myself out of Stockholm syndrome
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
You shed your skin, I've grown into mine
Scrapes and bruises never got left behind
I can't change these aspects
But I can choose where I go
Bridges to ashes, trust to dust
I waited for the healing but I never adjusted
You've got your friends
And I've got time on my side
You shed your skin, I've grown into mine
Scrapes and bruises never got left behind
I can't change these aspects
But I can choose where I go
Bridges to ashes, trust to dust
I waited for the healing but I never adjusted
You've got your friends
And I've got time on my side
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
They told me, "It's better to be safe than sorry
It's easier to forgive than forget"
Well I don' think we forgive
We just learn to live with it
We just learn to live with it
We just learn to live with it
We just learn to live with it
I'm learning to live with it
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Nuremberg
03:11
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Your lycanthrope
Justifies my misanthrope
And I find it's damaging
The progress of the person that I'd rather be
This house was built
On the burial ground
Where yesterday's trust
Was gagged and bound
I walk around with callused skin
It's been a while since I let anyone in
I put up walls
And burned down bridges
Paying homage to my classic avoidance
I lost my trust
And I lost some friends
Not cause I treated them badly
I just don't trust any of them
I walk around with callused skin
It's been a while since I let anyone in
I went own to the junk yard to get my old stuff
But it was hard to find
So I'm staring at a dead sky of old stars
That have since died
Gone are the days where I was on call
I used to drive and now I just stall
Your lycanthrope
Justifies my misanthrope
Fuck your pseudo philanthrope
You're not who you used to be
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Here Comes Treble
03:04
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I'm on my last legs
If there's a body count for every time you broke my spirit
We're in the hundreds
I'm holding secrets you know
If only you could see them
Trade words I confide
In for a business mind
Well that's not what I'm like
We took our last breath
And I'm the one that pushed our lungs out to the limit
I got no regrets
I'm holding secrets you know
But only you can see them
Trade words I confide
In for a business mind
Well that's not what I'm like
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Everything has changed
From the lines in your face to the hole in your faith
You've got a whole lot of nerve
And you're watching your back while I'm
Looking over my shoulder
And you've no right to complain when you feel the sting behind you
That's where you left me
You used to be better than that
You used to be better
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Everything has changed
Construct, only to destruct
I'm killing these days just watch them die
Construct, only to destruct
They didn't even gasp, they didn't even try
Construct, only to destruct
Collecting thoughts and easy minds
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Now that I won't give you what you want
Everything has changed
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