1. |
Wings of the Fly
02:58
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All these humans came from a cage
Hell's the only place you are safe
Only way to go is back up
God looks down on me from above
We don't have a choice
We step into the void
Eating us alive, how dare we have a voice
I don't want to know
It won't pertain to me
Wasting all my time
When I could have been free
Watch these mouths all moving at once
Trauma weighs on you by the ton
Tear off the wings of the fly
And watch me fall straight out of the sky
We don't have a choice
We step into the void
Eating us alive, how dare we have a voice
I don't want to know
It won't pertain to me
Wasting all my time
When I could have been free.
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2. |
Being
04:49
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I am not a lover
I am not a fighter
I am just another
Being
Life is by no artist
But the crashing of a comet
Tell me what they're seeing
Seeing
A piece of world
Have a feast
Dying for
One planet to eat
And I am starving
But no soul fills this black hole
I am not a lover
I am not a fighter
I am just another
Being.
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3. |
Sonic Innocence
03:23
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Off I go
To ride the wave
The canceled mind
It runs away
They're my mistakes
Into my grave
I just want the love
That you once gave
I just want the love
That you once gave
A solid truce
That we both break
I just want the love
That you once gave
I just want the love
That you once gave
I just want your love.
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4. |
Juicy Prevalence
03:06
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Empty Remedy
Dead Astrology
This corpse will decay
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
You'll meet me down in the dirt
Forever we lay
There's no time to stop
Lonely at the top
No more holidays
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
You'll meet me down in the dirt
Forever we lay
I am not a man
I'm an animal
Who is free to roam
You couldn't save my soul, yeah
Know thy enemy
Empty remedy
Soon there'll come day
There's no other way
There's no other way
You'll meet me down in the dirt
Forever we lay
You'll meet me down in the dirt
Forever.
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5. |
Scoundrel in Disguise
02:58
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Oh my God, what have I done?
I never meant to hurt no one
Broke some hearts and hung some heads
Stomped on the birds and stole their bread
I'm just a scoundrel in disguise
A happy song that makes you cry
I'll tuck myself in every night
Until I learn to make this right
I used to think that I was fine
That I would come around on time
Just kiss the old me while he sleeps
And don't tell him of the day he died
Sing him a lullaby
And to admit that I am vain
That slightest smirk when I feel pain
This circus tent set to explode
My favorite limbs spilled on the road
It's like a creature crawled onto my back
And told me all these dirty deeds
Wish that I could apologize
For what that devil did to me
Well, I can't help but do this to myself
The clock is ticking, yeah I'll see you all in hell
Oh, I need an angel on my side
Well if I'm corrupting you
And you're corrupting me
Maybe this is love
But probably not
But it's worth a shot
Straight into my head
Because I'm dead tired of being this fool
No where to go but down
Except for this moment
When we're right here together
And they watch me be a clown
But I just wanna say-
We all get upset
When we're thinking about
All the mistakes that we've made
But it's a part of our journey
Rise again when we're down
So, thanks for keeping me around.
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6. |
Tomtom Song
05:16
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Tight skin, loose bones
It's all I ever known
All I ever known
All I ever known
The search for a home
It's all I ever known
All I ever known
All I ever known
Snake haired Gorgon
She turned me into stone
Turned me into stone
Turned me into stone
Why can't I just shut up?
Close my eyes, wake me up
Cold ice cream cone
The flavor is unknown
It's dripping down my hand
Now that I eat it all alone
The search for a home
It's all I ever known
All I ever known
All I ever known
Last pair of jeans
They're old tired and worn
Ripping at the seams
From these holes I never sewn
Wish that I could just shut up
Close my eyes, wake me up
Want to run, but I'm stuck
Guess that I'm shit out of luck.
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7. |
End of Time
03:02
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She fell from the sky and hit the dirt
It got in my eye
She came here to see the end of the world
I was ready to fly, I've earned my wings
And willing to die
She convinced me to say a couple more days
Until the end of time
The end of time
I was holding her high, my feet in the mud
Feeling like a slut
She thought she was taller then me
And stomped on my guts
All the memories we made, they all seem to fade
I'm clouded by hate
Oh, what's done is done
I guess that I'll stay
Until the end of time
The end of time.
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Who the hell am I to you?
Some dumb figure you screwed
Funny how fame falls into shame
So fast
I ain't coming back
Help me seek out the truth
All my secrets in you
Well rumor has it you might get bit
No dog would lick your boot
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead
Shoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the head
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead
Shoot 'em in the head, in the fucking head
Am I dead to you?
Help me seek out the truth
All my secrets in you
She was so young, ripped out her tongue
Don't speak a word again
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead
Shoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the head
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead
Shoot 'em in the head, in the fucking head
I am dead to you.
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9. |
Exodus
04:47
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Exodus
Satan's son
Reap the spoils
We all won
Hear me howl
All night long
Animals start writing songs, yeah
Persevere
Procreate
Your God likes to masterbate
Turn the page
Shocking news
Clap your hands
Sing a tune, yeah.
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10. |
Sexual Death
11:11
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The humans are fucked
By the bullet of a gun
Rotten flesh we're fed
Just shoot me in the head
Burning through my tongue
Smoke, it fills my lungs
I beckon on my knees
The sweetest last release
The red, it turns black
A thousand heartattacks
Broken and tired
Just set it on fire.
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Wynton Existing Nashville, Tennessee
I create music because I have to, and I hope to play a small role in reminding people they're alive.
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