1. |
Binary
02:56
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Lost in a crowd
Of ones and zeroes
Obsessed with numbers
That don't add up to anything
Fixated on the spotlight
A dead channel
Drawn like moth to flames
Scratching and clawing
Climbing over one another
For adoration
And recognition
Words spoken
As if they carried no weight
As if they weren't bound
By gravity
Or consequence
Scratching and clawing
Climbing over one another
For adoration
And recognition
No winners
Only participants
Reading between lines
That aren't even there.
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2. |
Sober Driver
02:41
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I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick of this
I'm so sick
Something's wrong
With these streets
We used to leave
Only footprints
Now we expel waste
Lining the pavement
With glass
And vomit
A showcase of man
At its lowest point
Succumbed to a thirst
That can't be quenched
Nor fulfilled
A culture born from overindulgence
What am I missing
Why can't I comprehend
This grotesque picture
An endless binge
And in its wake
And in its wake
A scene of shame
Aimless bodies
Bound to the bottle
Consumed by the promise
Of temporary comfort
Craving the release
The bottom may hold
Only to find themselves
There instead
I am the sober driver.
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3. |
An Apparition
03:02
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Dwelling on the past
A film on repeat
Clouding my thoughts
With what could have been
Internalised fears
Failures of old
Missed chances
Swallowing me whole
Ingrained in my head
That age is a measure
Of what is tangible
The wants and the needs
And I want them
And I need them
But I don't even know why
No matter how much I try
Growing discontent
Continues to thrive
Sowing envy
And resentment
I become ripe
With insecurities
That continue to fester
And bloom
Time moves ever forward
And I'm standing still
Dwelling on the past
A film on repeat
Clouding my thoughts
With what could have been
Internalised fears
Failures of old
Missed chances
Swallowing me whole
Ingrained in my head
Is a memorandum
An apparition
Forever haunting me.
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4. |
Auto-motive
02:57
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These passing lights
They bathe the surface
Draping it in shadow
I become lost
In its unending veil
Glimpses of radiance
Catch these tired eyes
And draw me away
From the road ahead
And leads me to
That unanswered question
What awaits me there
On the other side
On the other side
Falling into the clutches of fatigue
A shapeless figure
Hidden in the silence
Its limbs outstretched
Ready to embrace
This body is just a passenger
Helpless to what awaits ahead
Impaired by exhaustion
My mind wanders on
Thoughts dwell on flowers
Beside me in a hospital bed
Musing over funerals
And what could be said
If release control
And let my hands slip away
If I close my eyes
Would they ever open again?
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5. |
Swell
03:21
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We've been conditioned
To hide how we feel
Adopted masks of stone
Just brittle facades
Constructed from
Ego and pride
Too proud to speak
We hold our tongues
And let the water swell
Because we'd rather drown
Clinging to our shields
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
To feel is to be human
And we're human all the same
Human all the same
We've been conditioned
To hide how we feel
Adopted masks of stone
Just brittle facades
Constructed from
Ego and pride
Too proud to speak
We hold our tongues
And let the water swell
Because we'd rather drown
Clinging to our shields.
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