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Seneca
04:39
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You think you know me, you think you do.
You think you love me, you think you do.
You think you sow me, you think you do.
You think you grow me, you think you do.
But you don't.
You think you save me, you think you do.
You think you hate me, you think you do.
You think you hurt me, you think you do.
You think you prefer me, you think you do.
But you don't.
I tried to find myself.
I tried to love myself.
You think you know me, you think you do.
You think you know me, you think you do.
You think you love me, you think you do.
You think you love me, you think you do.
But you don't.
I tried to find myself,
I tried to love myself,
I tried to save myself
I just enslave myself.
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Porcelain Angels
04:38
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Porcelain angels staring back at me.
Jesus Christ is what I need,
That's what they all say, like I need their help,
Like I need their advice, like I need their fucking prayers
Pain in my head, lack of breath in my chest,
I've been fearing the snow.
In my dreams I am dead, disconnected,
I've been thinking about ghosts
Stuck in this dark room, white noise on the walls,
Broken promises.
I've spent my whole life fearing death,
Terrified of what comes next.
Pain in my head, lack of breath in my chest,
I've been fearing the snow
In my dreams I am dead, disconnected,
I've been thinking about ghosts
I've been afraid, gone away, went through change,
I'll never fill this hole
My minds decayed, disarrayed, suffocated
Because we just decompose
Not anymore
Pain in my head, lack of breath in my chest,
I've been fearing the snow
In my dreams I am dead, disconnected,
I've been thinking about ghosts
I've been afraid, gone away, went through change,
I'll never fill this hole
My minds decayed, disarrayed, suffocated
Because we just decompose
Just decompose
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Wasteland
04:14
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Will I burn for eternity?
The smoke is sneaking up on me
My lungs are growing heavy
Just save yourself, forget about me
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
The air is disappearing.
It's now getting harder to breathe.
Ashes floating to the ceiling.
I've changed my mind I'm not ready.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
I'm not sure what is happening.
What ever was I thinking?
Wishing away our memories,
Locked in a cell and tossed the key
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
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335 West 8th Street
06:27
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I can still feel you here,
I know you didn't want any tears.
We'd stay up just talking,
Until about eight in the morning
Now you're gone
I can't see anything, you don't know what this has done to me
I can't feel anything, you don't know what this has done to me
Late night drives around town
The memories overload my head now.
Perkins coffee and pie, fireworks in July
Always high on life, I just can't say goodbye
But you're gone.
I can't see anything, you don't know what this has done to me
I can't feel anything, you don't know what this has done to me
I can't see anything, you don't know what this has done to me
I can't feel anything, you don't know what this has done to me
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Science and Religion
06:25
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Look deep in the mirror,
Beyond that wrinkled canvas,
Past society's views of the mold you should be.
Look deep in the mirror,
Straight through the iris,
There's more to this world than what can be seen.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you?
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you?
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
Like a Dali painting, one we can't comprehend
The multi-verse theory must be true.
Persistence of Memory, is this life or death?
You can come or go but you have to choose.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you?
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you?
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
Can't you see that I've lost everything to you
Now I'm stuck in my head with nothing to do.
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