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Reasonable Doubt
02:55
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it feels like i'm on fire and i cant figure it out
you look tired with honest eyes that are filled with reasonable doubt
its a pleasure having you to hold me tight
through nights of anguish and no sign of true sunlight
i wish i was a martyr who would die for what i thinks right
but i'm just a coward looking for the safest ride
i want to make something out of nothing seem right
i want to be right in line with someone tonight
tired of feeling the distance, yearning to be alive
it feels like i'm on fire and i cant figure it out
you look tired with honest eyes that are filled with reasonable doubt
i want to notice every aspect, every angle in my life
i want to be myself this time
i want to tear down the walls that killed me inside
i want to finally find what once have been mine
tired of feeling the distance, scratching to live and survive
it feels like i'm on fire and i cant figure it out
you look tired with honest eyes that are filled with reasonable doubt
i'm on fire
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2. |
Two Homes
03:05
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a summer to start became the final end to you and me
you placed bricks in my arms with care,
and threw me into the restless sea
now i'm finally torn between moving back home
or sitting here to bleed
now i'm prone to unknowns
cold rooms, and cluttered sinks with no one home
if there is a cure for this then that remedy is lost on me
i'm finally sure that this lifestyle keeps me on my knees
is something thats pure really as far to reach as you made me believe?
now i'm prone to unknowns
cold rooms, and cluttered sinks with no one home
where'd you go? i don't know
cold rooms, and cluttered sinks with no one home
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Petrify
02:36
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i've never felt like this before
there's no loaded gun in my drawer
a battle has been won
but the war is the breath in my lungs
and if you complain about the evidence in your brain
i'll ask you once more; what is it we're fighting for?
treading through the waves of right and wrong
it feels like i'm ok, then i'm not, its gone
i see it in the way you move
you can't shake my new heartache
i stumble through the weeks to find
anyone to blame and leave behind
forgetting that i'm fed a silver spoon
i'll deny, swim in lies, and petrify
we feel it to our core
when pain takes it's toll we adore
the ugly sides of love, and darkness felt in our guts
and can these charred hands claw their way to the promise land
how far can clipped wings soar till they wont fly anymore
treading through the waves of right and wrong
it feels like i'm ok, then i'm not, its gone
i see it in the way you move
you can't shake my new heartache
i stumble through the weeks to find
anyone to blame and leave behind
forgetting that i'm fed a silver spoon
i'll deny, swim in lies, and petrify
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4. |
Wax Museum
03:21
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my car died in the parking lot near your parents house
we both cried as we talked again about how it felt
losing touch was so easy then when our lives would melt
but then the clouds and the cold came in
freezing everything that was
you're standing close and it seems unusual
that we are both acting so casual
i guess i'll go if you feel uncomfortable
a heart of stone, a soul i used to know
new years day, just another time where the sun escapes
you taught me how to love and lose, how it goes away
but now my bed is an empty shell, its an ornament
of old times, when the news was good, we were young and reckless
you're standing close and it seems unusual
that we are both acting so casual
i guess i'll go if you feel uncomfortable
a heart of stone, a soul i used to know
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