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Corpse Party
02:13
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Open up, here comes the plane
Don't fight and fuss, swallow its ok
(While you were busy wrapping yourself in your tomb)
Stasis
One curse
One curse
I'd like to place one curse on myself
Run the loop
No more seconds wasted
No more ungodly stasis
Swing around
Try to understand how we arrived here
Try to understand what went wrong
Innocent vision
Mirage of walking free
Your shoes won't touch the floor anymore
Let me out
Let me swing
Let me down
Cut it
You've got to open up to me
Try to level more with me
You've got to open up
Cut the belt
You've got to open up to me
Try to level more with me
You've got to open up
Dig your nails in
Cut yourself down
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Used to feel happy
Now I just feel lost
Stranger below me
Watching me weep
Used to feel lonely
But now I hear them sing along
I pretend they're not there
A simple ghouls trot
Waltz through Broca's area
Watching from the ceiling
Moving to the waves that leap over the rusted rail
Don't let them find out your eyes are gone
Keep your ears open
Take me to the ballroom
Take me to the dream
A simple ghouls trot
Waltz with me
I'll give you everything
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3. |
It's Coffin Time
00:54
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Let me outside
Let me out there
So I can breathe through the
Styrofoam
Gasoline
Miasma
Nicotine
I've got an iron lung with a thirty day guarantee
All the bells and whistles
Keep my lungs pumping free
Let me out there
So I can breathe
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I don't love you anymore
I don't want to see you anymore
I dont miss your absent smile
I'm tired of your trying
Empty melancholy
No reason left
Coming up short
Let me breathe without you
Empty if without me
Lack of purpose
Can't control you
Can't take care of anything
Always failing
Never bringing joy
Just a shadow
Bound to me
I don't want to care about you
I don't want to be you
I don't want to acknowledge you
Go away
Please
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Trawling through the dregs
A second shot at knowing
A light flickers ghastly
The words begin gnawing
Seek the answer south
Burn the forest down
Light with open mouth
Stow away nothing
Seek the answer south
Turn it inside out
Rip the molars out
Leave behind nothing sane
You will never find the life which you look for
Why have you come to me?
Where I breathe there is death
I will slit the throat of Gilgamesh
I am no one
Lord of nothing
I am no one
Full of plague
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BabyOil.wav
01:25
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I've tried to be the difference
Sew the center to the edges
Tear apart everything
I’d love to be indifferent
Let the nature flow on through me
Feel no part of anything
The signal pulsed inside
Travelling through me
Reaches every corner
No matter how empty
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A walk home
Seven different signals mixed together
Couldn't keep the wires crossed
Didn't think that I would feel it
A new day
Left a piece of me with yesterday
If I had known I'd feel this way
I dont know if I would keep it up
Don't want to let it bubble
Don't want to leave it alone
I know its hopeless
I just wish you could hurt me one more time
Crack the whip
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8. |
Math Is Murder
01:22
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Same old song
Nothing wrong
Words dangle jagged hanging down from silhouettes above
Poked right through poppy pods
Find which one fits you best
See your way through
Sick and tired
And suddenly you hear his voice
So you think you'd like to make things better?
What do you know I've got your fucking answer
I just need you to open your eyes
And you'd see that boat again
Realize the captain bears your name
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As I fold myself inside myself
I drip through the floor
Patient tombstone locked against my lips
Sorry throat strains
Swallows lava
My eyes roll back
I slide my thumb upward again
The hose starts to show cracks and burst
Im gone
Without a rhythm
Busy
Chasing shadows again
Involved
Apparition
I remain focused
Chasing shadows again
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10. |
Fran Bow
01:59
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Paging Ms. Dagenhart
Your medicine is ready
Dr. Deern, Dr. Deern! The patients gone!
Dr. Deern, Dr.Dreen! Somethings gone wrong!
With your flying bike driven vehicle
Take me to my true home and set me free
Mr. Midnight I am seeking you
Itward guides my hand
Remor I will face you
Ithersta
You showed me what life could be
I will return
Heal the bullet set me free
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Woke up in the wires
Pantry full of mold again
Mail piled to the ceiling
Fixed again today
Empty dance of information to a tone deaf symphony of switches and fans
Obsession moves the robber baron
Couldn't think it away
But now I can forget every dream that I had
Let myself slip away from here
Let myself slip away from you
Virtual
Who am I?
Just a vessel
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Math/grind/core trio from Baltimore, Maryland. Former members of Kiss The Sky Goodbye, Neck First, and Egarra.
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