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Any Given Day
03:08
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A simple hint upon my face
From an awkward kind of place
The purpose of a pointless worry
To speak to you as if you didn't care
But I'm for looking on
The pages in my head
Abbreviated versions
Of any given day
Another sign of no one else
In the distance where it sways
The purpose of an endless dial
To carry on as you were not there
But I'm for looking on
The pages in my head
Abbreviated versions
Of any given day
I knew it had to happen
Boredom in my stead
To hell with consequences
I'm defenseless
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Stationary
03:33
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Well you're almost home
And it's quite inviting
In a restless way
Some things were lost
Still others found
But no common ground
Did it ever occur to you
They might not want you around?
Any move that you make
And it's that stationary sound
You're back in your room
And it's almost soothing
Through a drunken haze
And upon the wall
Your younger self
Observes your fall
Did it ever occur to you
They might not want you around?
Any move that you make
And it's that stationary sound
In the back of your mind
You must have known this would transpire
No remedy inside
You stand on stationary trial
A deserted yard
Your feet a swaying
To a ragged beat
For a little while
Everything worth saving
Was laid at your feet
Did it ever occur to you
They might not want you around?
Any move that you make
And it's that stationary sound
In the back of your mind
You must have known this would transpire
No remedy inside
You stand on stationary trial
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Not a Trace
03:42
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Am I to make an effort
To somehow carry on
Forget my splintered self worth
And slowly crawl along
My face is lined and broken
And yet I still refuse
To simply be forgotten
What do I have to lose?
I could never choose what to believe in
And I could never be the same as you
Thought you had a trace
You thought you had me fooled
I'm over you
You know I might be stronger
From all I've seen and heard
I'll wait for you no longer
And you can rest assured
Cuz I have yet to give you
The thing you so desire
And nothing I have been through
Is ever worth your while
I could never choose what to believe in
And I could never be the same as you
Thought you had a trace
You thought you had me fooled
I'm over you
Ah, got another mind to disapprove
Ah, who are you?
You speak as if you knew me
From many years ago
I am running on empty
To some extent, I know
I'll shiver in my corner
And hang my head in shame
For you it's almost over
For you it's just a game
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Pilotlights
03:30
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Of all the remnants I have mirrored in my mind
Of all the seconds that you had to stay behind
Through the curtains I can see what's left inside
Fascinated by the thoughts you kept disguised
Ignite the pilotlights
No can do
No how to keep an eye on you
So lost instead
And gone ahead
There's still another coat to shed
Of all the traces that remind me of this time
Of all the places where I like to go and hide
Through the motions everything you'd realized
Incarcerated by it all you strayed aside
Framed in pilotlights
No can do
No how to keep an eye on you
So lost instead
And gone ahead
There's still another coat to shed
No can do
No how to keep an eye on you
So far ahead
You went instead
Clinging to memories I'm left
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Come Along
04:27
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A moment like any other past
That keeps on over turning
I stay on, the forgotten words still
Hoping to grasp their meaning
I'm left out to my own offences
Imagine all the choices
The outcome is hardly what I meant
And the moment decidedly impatient
And all I ever thought about
Was keeping myself isolated
Never thought of falling out
The one thing I had not envisioned
Got lost in an alien crows
Absent minded, empty handed
One thing that I said out loud
Became so large
That now it's almost gone
Come along, the fading sound
Another instant like any other time
As far as I remember
A far cry from what I had pictured
The focus out of order
I left you to your own defenses
Collecting all the pieces
The outcome was hardly what I meant
And that instant decidedly impatient
And all I ever thought about
Was keeping myself isolated
Never thought of falling out
The one thing I had not envisioned
Got lost in an alien crows
Absent minded, empty handed
One thing that I said out loud
Became so large
That now it's almost gone
Come along, the fading sound
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This Place
04:11
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Wait just a little while
This may take a little time
Burned out in the backyard
Is the soul that you came to steal
Born in an ending time
I can see you were captured blind
Strapped in on a cold day
Was the creed that you wanted freed
I keep returning to this place
I've seen it all before
Lights are dying in the back
Can't feel them anymore
Dawn coming far and wide
Gliding down towards the sign
Flying on a dark cloud
Has the day that you dreaded come
Born in an ending time
Life itself it can be blind
Force fed on the subway
Sits the man that you've now become
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