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Intro
00:39
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Trembling World
02:32
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Boiling faster
Provocation is part of the game
I suppose
Low comprehension
No common sense
No foundation to any argument
What's a fact?
That's a thing
That's a crippling thought to think
If we switch enough between beliefs, we get used to not believing in anything
In a trembling world, how long can you hide the feelings you develop and dwell on inside?
What's loose just gets quick fixes
Stay in line with the questions you have
But I do believe you'll spot the difference, see the whole, before you burn alive
Spot the difference, see the whole, before you choke inside
Spot the difference, see the whole
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Deep End
02:22
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I let myself go
Turned my mind off
Spoke to no one
Just let the words flow
I cut myself off
Shut my body down
Let the blood boil
And have it all come out
What lesson am I supposed to recall?
Simple language for simple people
Burned up, we'll see each other in the deep end telling a tale or two while another one carries the torch
Conversation, what a hard thing. If you're grieving, you're not part of the game
Keep running faster
Defy complications
If you're grieving, you're not getting the rules of the game
I let myself go
Turned my mind off
Spoke to no one
And had it all come out
And the worst is yet to come
Count your blessings, count your curses
Keep the world at farthest distance
Count your blessings, count your curses
Keep your guard up with least resistance
Count your blessings, count your curses
Keep the world at farthest distance
Count your blessings, count your curses
Keep the world at, the world at, the world
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No One Likes
01:56
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Black and white
Save what's left of your existence in a box
or in a house, on accounts stacked up
or listed up for sale
So you spin all the words that you've read until they make sense
You call it a blessing
What I'm seeing is a world that no one likes
Tired of the waiting
What I'm seeing is a world that no one likes
And you don't deny
And everybody listens
And they wonder where you see the difference Can't stop wondering why everything burns
And I wonder why everything burns
until I also get the difference
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Fleeting Feeling
02:15
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What's that fleeting feeling I can't define?
What's the right expression to clarify?
Have another shot clearing up things between you and me, and all that listens
It's the only point we're missing
Have another shot turning the tables on me
For you and me, and all that listens
Fuck what language does
And I still believe we're not so different
The life that you admire is barely a life
Let's punch holes in established systems
The first to be displaced was last to join, and never again to return
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Nachteinbruch
02:45
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Es ist, als sei das Dämmern schuld, bald blau in lauen Winden wiegt, wenn sich in meiner Ungeduld die Ruhe an den Teufel schmiegt
So dreh ich stets bei Nachteinbruch wehrlos meine Runden
Trüben Sinnes, feucht nervöse Luft lässt unverhofft erklingen, welch sanftes Leid in tiefer Kluft mir Weg verleiht zu schwingen
So spiegeln sich bei Nachteinbruch träge die Sekunden. Im Dunkeln zeigt sich bald die Blüte
Wie fein das Blatt, so streng die Schlinge
Und blutend meiner Herzensgüte verbinde ich die Klinge
So heilt der stete Nachteinbruch langsam deine Wunden
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Separate Ways
01:57
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Gone separate ways
Convinced to go on
Worn out and grey
Deserve to know why you're packing up boxes of everything you used to hold dear
You feel so empty, feel discouraged
Poured all your blood out, all for nothing
You fucked it up, pursued the wrong path
A simple alibi
What's left of it? Where did it all go?
Those seven years, that feeling of joy
I feel so empty, feel discouraged
Poured all my blood out, all for nothing
I fucked this up, pursued the wrong path
A stupid alibi. Bound to nothing, bound to fade
Keep the world at farthest distance
Bound to nothing, bound to fail
Keep the world at bay
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Quit Playing The Blues
01:44
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Judge me next, I'm waiting to be classified
Put me in a box and tag me
Find another category
Put me on a list and keep me neatly filed in a cabinet, in a drawer
I twist my head and heels to suit you
If you had to, how much are you willing to give up?
Really, if you had to, how long can you run on empty?
How long do you stand when no one's left?
Stop looking for balance
Quit playing the blues
Stop looking for balance
Burn out one last time
Stop looking for balance
Quit playing the blues
Stop looking for balance
Burn out one last time
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Hard To Believe
01:56
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Here comes the hardest part
When you've had your turn, but missed your part
And you finish falling silent
And you finish blank
What a useless gift
Put into art what you can't express
A sad remark on a common misconception, only lack of ability
On your way down, picture all the grief that's feeding into this
On your way down, put together all past failings in your head
You're late to believe you had a chance at this
Hard to believe you never once considered making connections, stepping out of line, chasing down burning desires
Middle class feelings never felt so good, living with the lights out
Beat yourself black and blue
But it is your obligation to express gratitude
All those options, dead ends, and good lives wait for you
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Another Model
02:54
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You're part of all the misery that you're seeing
You're part of all the shit that you detest
That's one thing to point out, yet another to believe in it enough it keeps you up all night, it takes away all rest
What if this is it?
What a sad ending
What's all the gloom for and all the objections?
What's the lesson learned?
New dimension
Beating yourself up was never the message Controlled pushing forward
Young hearts run free in another life
Young hearts run free, maybe in another life
Too late to exit
Too late to try
Another time, another life
Another model makes another man without a worn, wasted lifetime
Too late to rewire and redesign
Another time, another life
Another model makes another man without a worn, wasted lifetime
Fully wasted lifetime
Completely wasted lifetime
Entirely wasted lifetime
Fucking wasted lifetime
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Terminal Condition
03:57
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Hard to speak comforting words when you lack a spine
Hard to think unclouded thoughts when you're online
And you smile
We both know that we're caught in a cage where all aims go to die
Start a fire
Block the hose
Keep it burning
Keep reversing
Skip procedures
Start a war
Keep the lights out in a life that I long to escape
I want out
I want further up the chain
Keep your guard up, hopes down low
Message flawed
Flood all systems
Hold your posture
Precarious thing
Learned a lot about who to listen to
But I fail to see it's a terminal condition
Little sisters and me. It's a drag on mere existence that I long to escape
Only closure that I yearn to attain
And I long to ignore
That's a lesson coming easy
We're both so full of dissent
And we don't know how to handle it
Spelling out all of our distaste
By the time we die, we've died alone
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