1. |
rebirth (940 PM)
04:35
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wasted my money, trying to pay rent
wasted my time, staring at the air vent
all those summer days, and all those spring nights
are washed away, today
i emerge, reborn,
a new man, a clean slate
another time, another place
you would've been mine
you knock me over, i fall
you push me over, i still crawl
back to you, like i always do
[all those summer days and, all those spring nights
are washed away, today] x4
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2. |
rivers
04:31
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your hands, pressed against the riverbed
your dance, brings sleep unto, my weary head
you breath no more, a luxury you, can't afford
your ankles, they're like weights, cause they keep weighing you down
you wish that you could up and leave this, whole damn town, oh
i'm gonna have to be the one to bury, you in the ground
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3. |
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4. |
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I don't wanna sleep in this room anymore
I don't wanna see the light leaking through the door
I don't wanna see my neighbors die and I don't wanna see my family cry
I don't wanna sleep in this church anymore
I don't wanna make my bed
Thoughts of murder racing through my head
No I don't wanna sleep on this street anymore
I don't wanna see you standing there
with a bottle of gin and a bow in your hair
begging for mercy at the hands of another
watching the death of your own brother
no I don't wanna sleep in your church anymore
I don't wanna see your face again
No I don't wanna see way back when
No I don't wanna sleep in your church anymore
(dialogue)
I don't wanna see your face again
No I don't wanna see way back when
No I don't wanna sleep in your church anymore
I don't wanna see your face again
I don't wanna see your face again
I don't wanna see your face again
I don't wanna see you standing there
with a bottle of gin and a bow in your hair
begging for mercy at the hands of another
watching the death of your own brother
no I don't wanna sleep in your church anymore
no I don't wanna watch you die anymore
no I don't wanna live my life anymore
no I don't wanna sleep on this street anymore
no I don't wanna live my life anymore
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5. |
Ecstacy
03:28
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Please don't leave
There's still time
Got no reason
I feel fine
Please don't go
You'll never know
How it feels
To take it slow
Let us walk
Down this winding road
To the place where
No grass grows
You look so pretty
In your wedding dress
I punched the mirror
Then got dressed
There's blood stains
On these walls
Hear the voices
Echo through the halls
Down the street
I see Blues
I got shit on
My new shoes
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