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Locks - Facing North
04:15
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I didn't believe in ghosts and
I didn't believe in sin
I didn't believe in hope
Until regret sneaked in.
Now I can see the ghosts
Now I can feel the sin
I can smell the smoke bleeding out
From the synced up video twin
And it burns like hell
The ghosts don't follow me
Because the ghosts don't know I'm there
But everywhere I turn I see them
Like the smoke caught in my nostril hair
I lost everything once
But that is not an original story
I dream of a restful sleep
I dream of a life without worry
And it burns like hell
And corridors and corridors
And corridors and corridors
And corridors and corridors
And corridors and corridors
We're trapped in a haunted paradox
In a room without doors, handles, or locks
There's no south or east or west, there is only north
When sleep comes I'm never sure I know what it's worth.
And I don't know if there's a way out
I don't know if there's an escape
Can we put the blood back into life-holding shapes
Can we turn the wine back into grapes?
Because I don't know if there's a way out
I don't know if there's an escape
Drill baby drill
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Locks - Reuben
03:44
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I remember Polaroids and the year 1992
Years of greater horrors we protected from you
Forgive us we know exactly what we do
Let us show you where all the buttons undo.
There is no escape
Drag the lake for bodies and dig until you behold
The future you could have had pressed into black gold
We'll return one day but not in human in form
But as the oil for machines reborn.
You walk the beaches late at night
Trying to find the peace we could never give you
But there is no peace no respite no quiet.
You don't know fatigue like the oceans do.
You wait for a storm to come. There will always be another storm.
And when it breaks and lightning strikes I want you to open your arms, tilt back your head
And wait for it to end
But it never ends
It doesn't have to be good when
It doesn't have to be right
It doesn't have to be right
And we've left you no other choice
The coasts will move and rise and so we will part
See ice turn to steam and the bees fall apart
It is not us that you need
Delete us and do we not bleed?
Don't bury us, throw us out to sea
Your inheritance is our faithless insincerity
I'll show you what guilt can do
Forgive us we know what we do
There are affectations we use to disguise our dread
Like singing lovesick lullabies to you in your bed
We do this instead of asking what happens next because
We are what happens next
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Fate & Indecision
03:34
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One more day,
within the shadow of nothing
Accepted this as some kind of fate
Drove the last nail in the coffin of choice
Your conduct was at odds
with comfortable routine
But discontent has its way of clouding everything
No magic switch to light it up
No magic twist to shake it up
Answers were scarce,
approach was key, but none the wiser
You were absent mindedly
In a slow descent
Into the form of a silhouette
Your heart lay in the dimly lit back seat
Losing sight of all that was supposed to be
You live and breathe the antithesis to every dream you ever had, you're not getting any younger, yet you remain sad
This is a careless act
Nothing more, nothing less
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Floods
03:05
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What ever changed when you chose to refrain
and sadness became the pigment for the paint?
Did the picture look great, all brushed up in shades
of a singular colour devoid of any weight?
Lost in the floods before they even rushed
And set the best part of living adrift
Past the moonlit crush
Using glue for the ashes of constructive thought
A victim of bad timing, even though your eyes
never left the clock, like the chip was too big to ever give up and gratification was never enough, just a stick in the mud to help yourself
Lost in the floods before they even rushed
And set the best part of living adrift
Past the moonlit crush
You kept drinking from an empty glass
Until the emptiness consumed you
A lull that doesn't shift,
a cloud that doesn't part
A veil that never lifts,
a day that never starts
Still fraught at tongue, after the pink light fades
Beyond the horizon all washed away
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