1. |
Circles of Hell
04:02
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I could give you my heart
What would you say dear?
I could open my arms,
I could just lay here
Often as I try
To keep you off my mind
I would rather die
Than be locked inside my own hell
If I spilled all my blood
Would you still be here?
When it fills up my lungs
Would you shed a tear?
I’ve been left behind
Returned to the grind
If I spoke my mind
I’d be crucified in my own hell
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2. |
Do You Feel Nothing?
03:39
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Here comes the sun
Here comes the shit again
I don’t get off
I just get broken
Here comes the dark
To cut me open and
Collect my heart
And crush it slowly
What do I do if I don’t feel like
Getting high again?
Getting nowhere
Going nowhere
I hate my friends
Cause they don’t hate themselves
And they shut me up
I want to be like them
I don’t want to talk
I want to think about my days
‘Till I waste them all
And I feel boring, fucking boring
And what do I do if I don’t feel like
Getting well again?
Cause I’m not done yet
I’m still young, yeah
And what are you thinking about
When I got you on my mind man?
Do you feel nothing?
Fucking nothing?
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3. |
Let It Die
02:48
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I had a dream but I let it die
I sit around and I wait to get high
I’ll embrace all the consequences
Of the things that I do when I
Let it die, let it burn
When it fades and returns
Knowing I’ll never learn
Let it die, let it burn
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Embracing the consequence of the things I do
Could we prove it if I stopped sleeping in the afternoon?
I’m awake for the midnight howl coyote croon
I’m awake when I meet the devil crawling in my room
He tells me
You’re gonna wake up the sun
You’re gonna hate what you’ve done
Now you’re gonna wake up the sun
You’re gonna hate what you’ve done
Embracing the final glimpse of a blood-red moon
Well lately I’ve been treating with the devil in blue
Well maybe if he cuts me loose I’ll get my days in hell back too
Maybe I’ll keep dreaming if I’m dreaming of you
Well the days are getting shorter
All your friends stopped coming over
And you’re losing your composure
You should sleep less, we should talk more
Now you’re gonna wake up the sun
Now you’re gonna hate what you’ve done
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5. |
Entertainment
03:58
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I think I might go for a swim
Under the lake, where the cold lives
And shiver while the factory flames
Dance like specters by the highway
Maybe there I’ll take your hand
Down in the dark, where I feel nothing
And we can talk about your friends
Anything but what we’re becoming
I wonder what the park where we swing
Looks like at night when it’s abandoned
And if when no one’s listening
All the creatures are silent
Because no one needs entertaining
I think I could go back again
I think I could change how I feel there
And we can call up all your friends
When we’re finally together
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6. |
Strange Days
05:28
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Said she won't give up on you yet
What’s the use of going on when you’re heartless?
Wanted sickness, wanted death, now you’ve got it
Said you should start making sense
Now you’re blue, but you’ve got nothing to prove it
Just a symptom of the young and the useless
Long days leave me weak and strange
Said you’ve got no more loose ends
We should leave cause we’re running out of friends here
Spent too long trying to bring back the good years
That’s when we were sweet like them
Wanted love, but we didn’t love ourselves yet
And now all we seem to love is the darkness
And strange days, where the dead boys play
We all waste, lovers bend and break
And now all we seem to love is the darkness
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7. |
Strain
06:06
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The phantom of your heart creeps around
Like a shadow cast on the ground
I was possessed, siphoned your love like a demon
I was obsessed, trying to strangle the feeling
The stain of your love soils all
Like a chemical causes to dissolve
You had confessed in the words you speak while you’re dreaming
I awoke and dressed, started to dream about leaving
Moving to keep thinking about anything
When I’m feeling weak, lesser than nothing
I will try to keep thoughts from my mind
And so I will hide someplace you’ll never find
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8. |
Crush
03:20
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Every single day I fantasize
Different ways my body could die
I would kill myself completely out of spite
Wouldn’t be around to watch my friends cry
And I don’t mind feeling lonely
Cause we cut ties, and you don’t owe me
But sometimes I wish you were in my life
Every single day I’m feeling so blue
Sit around the house with nothing to do
The voices in my room remind me of you
I just want to know what you’ve been up to
But I won’t call all your homies
Cause we don’t talk, and they don’t know me
I found love within myself
You found whatever in someone else
Threw away your pictures I smashed on the shelf
I only did it for my mental health
If I were a stranger on the street
Would you even look to recognize me?
And even if you did would you have a clue
That every single night I dream about you?
Every single night I dream about you
So I called to say I’m sorry
And I miss you, I wish you would call me
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9. |
New Hell
09:50
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We went down to Houston Christmas Eve
And you looked through me
You pulled out my insides with your teeth
And found receipts
Looking for something
Sounds like all the rest I knew who came and left with nothing
She likes my conscience
Silent like the grave, well ain’t that something?
I drove to Chicago in my sleep
In a dream
I told all my friends that we’d still speak
But it’s been fifteen weeks
And now they’re through with me
In the land where the gods are dead
I can still hear their stations
As the radio towers bend
To their voices replaying
And they speak through the static now
Just like ghosts in their cages
While the children still lie awake
And the faithless are praying
And they speak softly, as they are fading
We are all ageless, we are all human
But in the twilight, as sun is wasting
I lose my words and I lose my patience
I lose my thoughts and I lose my feelings
Did you give up yet? Do you feel nothing?
Where is the daylight? Where is the darkness?
Where are my friends now? Where is the silence?
Is this the last dance? Is this the real thing?
Is this a new hell? Are you my bad dream?
Here comes the last dance, here comes the real thing
Here comes a new hell, you are my bad dream
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