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NETWORK
01:40
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SORROWS
01:19
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When sorrow's sea lapped at my feet
She will not take me
She will not take me
Cause this family is worth keeping
This life is worth living
This family is worth keeping
When sorrow's sea lapped my feet
She will not take me
She will not take me
I won't let this world take you from me.
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FOUR WALLS
03:02
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Isn't it strange
How these feelings just decay
We spend our lives building to these moments
And in minutes they fade away
All this is fleeting
When these heartfelt feelings
Become distance meanings
To other people
I spent hours with songs
Months with words
To loosen the noose of the town I call home
So we don't forgive
But we do regret
We changed our lives
To walk out of step
There four walls
They've never seemed as tall
And they're keeping me here
Where I belong
Conscience an reason
Reinforce the feelings that stopped me believing
So we stand on our feet
We refuse to shed tears
Because I know they won't change anything
I will walk this path
I don't yet know
For the people who would adore me whoever I was
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THE GREAT DECEIVERS
01:46
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I wish I could tell you everything
I'd hope enough air would fill my lungs
To tell how how much I'd love to warm my hands
On the fires of everything that has gone before
The half cocked halos of all the believers
The burning hearts of the born again
The forked tongues of the great deceivers
When all our hopes fall face down
In the shallow waters of these smalls
Why would we believe in anything
When this world leaves us to drown?
Why would we we believe in anything
When this world leaves us to drown?
Heavy hands need not pray
While your twelve apostles have their say
We've been butchered in boardrooms
We've been thrown to the wolves
Our skin has been marked with the words of your holy books
This might be the end of the world
This might be the end of your world
This might be the end of the world
This might be the end of your world.
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5. |
BEING HUMAN
04:50
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Human at a stretch
Being here is a chore
Breathing is choking at the best of times
Doing circles in our heads
We begin to descend
We spend our time scratching and screaming to control the pain
Human at stretch
Being here is a chore
We spend our time
Scratching and screaming to control this hate
So I'll walk these endless streets
With your hollow words beneath my feet
And all I'll ever ask of you
Is that you give all you truly
So we'll walk these empty streets
With their hollow words beneath our feet
And all we'll ever ask of you
Is that you give all that is yours to give
Keep screaming until you choke
We are alone
We've forgotten hope
Keep screaming until you choke
Hang on to each other
We're our only hope.
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DENMARK
04:26
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I am the forest fire
I am your sickest desire
I am you baying for blood
I am your worst nightmare
Dressed in casual attire
We are the youth
Banished to basements
Torn from the teat
Left to grow up in your rotten streets
We'll pick up the pieces
We'll blunt the knives
We'll tear your lives apart
In the blink of an eye
We'll tear your lives apart
In the blink of an eye
We'll cut off our ears
We'll sow up our eyes
So we can't hear or speak of
The ones that we despise
You'll hand out your pamphlets
While we brick up our doors
Cause conscience doesn't live
In our town any more
Any more.
I am a prophet
I am a God
Cause faith in my world
Won't be found on a cross
I am your prophet
I am your God
Cause sainthood in this world
Simply comes at a cost.
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