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Sedative
04:30
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I take a leap of faith, it is imperative
To contradict distrust with an alternative
Your cynicism sinks me like a sedative
Under the surface well, we have fall too far
We have fallen too far
From where we were to where we are
And it seems that we're condemned to what will be
So pray, things will never be the same
I just can't face the fear of disconnection
And cannot take the taste of your complexion
Can't contain the sheer sense of hostility
Or control the extent of my anxiety
I feel a line's been crossed,
now that we've come too far
Mistaking what we wished for with what we are
Confusing what we came for with a passion to change
But we've just fallen too far
We've just fallen too far
From where we were to where we are
And it seems that we're condemned to what will be
So pray, things will never be the same
Your cynicism sinks me like a sedative
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2. |
Echoes
05:53
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A conclusive shard of hope falls to the floor
And it's not worth it anymore
Fighting with figments and figures that represent
Our cynicism and empirical para-pessimism
Sanity and moral capability
Shattered through mistrust and smothered by hypocrisy
Down on the ground in the shadow of perjury
Naive and unable to see
That some of these lines were meant to be crossed
And some of these crimes attest to the loss
Of our morality and sanity, well can it be
That we're just not the souls we used to be?
In desperation we pray
The echoes resound
The elusive truth has never seemed so clear
And the consequence so dear
The schism that's risen from the ashes of our narcissism
Is too great and too intense to tolerate
A storm is born from the calm that came before
As we're caught and cast ashore
Bathed in the waters of faith until inevitably
We're dragged to the surface to see
That maybe some of these lines were meant to be crossed
And some of these crimes attest to the loss
Of our morality and sanity, well can it be
That we're just not the souls we used to be?
In desperation we pray
The echoes resound
I cannot believe that it has come down to this
Blinded by our own limitations
Victims of our own creation
Lost within our own imagination
In desperation we pray
The echoes resound
I cannot believe that it has come down to this
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3. |
Remission of Progress
04:05
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so take a pill to shape the way you see the world
and forget the dreams and promises you used to tell yourself
save the shame and place the blame on someone else
'cause noone will believe the lies you tell
no matter how far we run
we will always be running from ourselves
you've seen the way the herd behave, and you
you wish you could rely on something new
so try to break the shell away, it's not so much to ask,
you crave, you pray to feel the same
no matter how far we run
we will always be running from ourselves
no matter how far we've come
we will always be running from ourselves
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4. |
To Be Heard
03:46
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Can we pray to be heard
As the weight of our words
Suffocates in the sunshine
As we wait to be hardlined [to our faith]
As the strength of the light shows our deepest deceit
No, no we can't confess what we cannot believe
Suffocate in the heat through the eye of the storm
We can't be bound to the weight of our words
Such a shame that our trust died with our faith
After some time we decayed completely
And prayed discretely in vain
As the strength of the light shows our deepest deceit
No, no we can't confess what we cannot believe
Suffocate in the heat through the eye of the storm
We can't be bound to the weight of our words
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5. |
Intention
03:49
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We all swore we were shocked to find
At the core, we were numb from the inside
Through our words we were pushed to confide
In the heart of the fault that would bear the divide
There is a space between words where intention lies
Spare me I wish only to remain in your heart as we were
Innocent and infinite
We all saught to believe we were fine
[we]Laced memories with the hope that would define us in time
There is a space between words where intention lies
Spare me I wish only to remain in your heart as we were
Innocent and infinite
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6. |
The End of All Things
03:51
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Suppose it's just like they said
It's the end of all things, it's the end
I keep seeing signs as the numbers in my head align
I suppose it's about time
For us to send the saviours in our heads to bed
Console ourselves with sympathy instead
Suppose it's just like they said,
It's the end of all things
And the design was flawed, we owed nothing to our gods
In our minds we could find
A place where we could step back and rewind
To another place, in another time
If we could just retrace the steps we took
If we weren't so blind
The design was flawed
We owe nothing to our gods
Suppose it's just like they said,
It's the end of all things
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