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Aw Fuck!
We've really done it this time
Unspeakable acts outside the sunshine
So many lives to add to my soul
It's a species undone beyond the old goal
Yet the same track it's always been on
Doesn't matter at the party when integrity is gone like
Left, right, rather crash the plane
Quote him myself, his species insane, oh
And here am I, sneaking in again
KingPin on the influence
Picking at the brain
I'm a murderer now
But just a killer back then
I could change up on the strategies but they all play pretend
Pilluminati government
Nefarious ends
I could end all of the teachers
But they'll do it all again
Tomorrow comes at the worst of times
Pilluminatis end game
Is the end of line
The bigger bad god i could have never imagined
Watched over with indifferent abandon
In seconds, it could all be fixed
But the little sad god is a reflection of pricks
Media moguls take anything that sticks
What you don't believe
Doesn't exist anymore
It's a story to be told to the ones that are next like dinosaur bones
And it doesn't even matter if humanity knows
Yeah, humanity knows
That it's all in decline
And preventative measures
It's either do it or die
Such a great loss
That it could make you cry
So what's the point?
What I can believe?
That it's just one soul
One arm in each sleeve
Dip a finger in water and that's god
Just one lonely soul.
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2. |
Pictures In Your Mind
03:17
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Stalagmites, on the front lines, of a weather beaten town
In a system, cave network, digging its way down
Old lines on the railway, never to be used again
And Icy drops from dead leaves falling to their end
And You
Stand there in your coat
Watching wind through trees
The thing you love the most
Taken by disease
And you could be a warrior
Fighting for the lives
Of others you might know
Deceptions appear as wisdom
See the faces of god
The Goddess sits on this
She can tell it's wrong
Relinquish this, no keep this
You can't tell when you're wrong
So believe this, as a weakness
It keeps the wrong things strong
And You
Sit there with your coat
Bundled up and closed
Honest what you wrote
But written by an ancient ghost
And you could be the saviour
Of all of mankind
The thing you love the most
And it's a deadly game
Countless bouts of shame
Written in someone else's name
And you
Are taking off your coat
Letting wind take you off
To The place you love the most
And how can you describe pictures in your mind?
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Horse Called Dirt
04:38
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I'm on the search for gold
The grind of age untold
Sunburn stays off my face
The hat on my head shields from its rays
I know I won't get old
Living this life of the bold
I'm on the road again
Where's my home, I don't remember when...
I'm riding on a horse called Dirt
Through Heartlands and deserts hurt
Revolvers on either side
I've made my choice and I'm gonna die
I'm riding on a horse called Dirt
Through Heartlands and deserts hurt
Revolvers on either side
I've made my choice and I'm gonna die
I'm riding through misty hills
Counting up all my kills
Sunglass shield my eyes
Through weariness I've died a thousand times
I'm questioning where I am
Letters turned to millions scammed
It's broken, this awful place
I've been shot in heart and I can change my face
I'm riding on a horse called Dirt
Through Heartlands and deserts hurt
Revolvers on either side
I've made my choice and I'm gonna die
I'm riding on a horse called Dirt
Through Heartlands and deserts hurt
Revolvers on either side
I've made my choice and I'm gonna die
Oh Rockstar up above
You gave me life without love
You won't fix the game you left me hanging on
How can a god be filled with so much wrong?
I know I won't get old
Because I'll never die untold
Play me a Melody
For my sins sings me to peace
I'm riding on a horse called Dirt
Through Heartlands and deserts hurt
Revolvers on either side
I've made my choice and I'm gonna die
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(Marrow)
Been a long day
Trying to avoid becoming weak
Some might say
Something civilised that we seek
But I'm not here
By anything not inadvertently
It was just my fear
Is the only way that I'm anything
Feed on the marrow
Figure out some way to get inside there
Feast for tomorrow
Figure out some way to get outside there
The new gods names end in isms
And I don't believe in any of them anymore
Because I'm not here by anything not inadvertently
It was just my fear
In unknowing chaos can't change anything
Feed on the marrow
Figure out some way to get inside there
Feast for tomorrow
Figure out some way to get outside there
Feed on the marrow
Figure out some way to get inside there
Feast for tomorrow
Figure out some way to get outside there
Is a future so narrow
So many systems converge to one thing
And why's it so harrowing?
Creation destruction it's all that I bring
(Think God Will Know This Time)
We've got all of this time but we've got no place to be
We ain't got a lot of money but we've got our enemies
Faking through a window with reflections of ourselves
We're cashing in on time at least how currency is dealt
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5. |
Dream Town
03:47
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Walking in to the first dream
In a cell in a fucked up part of town
All I want to know is what you mean
Did you see that? It was whimsical and hit the ground
There's a poster to the first scene
I could believe that it was only on a one way round
In electoral it haunts me
Crazy fuckers intellectually the rest of the town
Down, down in dream town
Down, down in dream town
Where they go "Like"...
Am I invested in emotionally
You could say the beguiles of the second dream
It's a rollercoaster literally
Well it's wrong but nothing's never really as it seems
There's a poster to the first scene
I don't believe that it was only on a one way round
Informal legacy it flaunts see
You could try but you'll still end up in the town
Down, down in dream town
Down, down in dream town
Down, down in dream town
Down, down in dream town
Where they go "Like"
Down in dream town
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
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6. |
Intermission
01:08
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7. |
Interlude Part 2
04:09
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We tagged along with friends
We didn't know it would lead to our end
Then there were times when we fought and we cried
Watching the tears drip from your eyes
What did we do on the nights when we were young
Throwing away but grasping for any kind of fun
Do not you know where the lights are brightest
While you're in your mansions I question survivals test
For your panic I forgive you
Until the mercy subsides
In darkness it's just that I won't believe in you
Until I see that sunrise
We thought that we could invincible
Yet we were young and impressionable
Now that you're old, wear a tie and a belt
It seems you've escaped the way that we felt
What did we do up with no affection?
We turn away and search a new direction
Those horrible times where you shine through
Who would have thought, it was me that lost you
For your panic I forgive you
Until the mercy subsides
In darkness it's just that I won't believe in you
Until I see that sunrise
For your panic I forgive you
Until the mercy subsides
In darkness it's just that I won't believe in you
Until I see that sunrise
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8. |
The Sun
03:53
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I've been riding towards the sun
Blinded by the ever longing
Wish for anyone
To take the reigns out of my hands
Oh come undone
Please me now and always
I've lost the trail
The sun is shining on my face
And it's not what I expected
But it's what I deserve
A lack of understanding
Regretting every word
And I'll be writing and shaking
Instruments in my hand
Could lead to mass destruction if I cared
So I'll be watching and waiting
Please, please, please don't break it
All eyes fall upon the top of the stairs
All these songs in my head
Choice of nothing instead
Wait before you go... Oh no...
oh no....
....oh no.....
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
I'm excited for the island
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Wasted on you boy
Words and arguments
You fight the dark
But you don't know
Fleshed out unhappiness
And you could do anything you want
As long as it anything undone
You could do anything you want
Superficial oh god
Like a fantasy
Or my enemy
You caused hell for me
I did this all for me
So I can do anything I want
As long as it's anything not done
We can do anything we want
Superficial not at all
Well it's a fantasy
Just like a fantasy
Or a fantasy
Like a fantasy
What it means to me.
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Ross Edgar Belfast, UK
Producer and songwriter from Northern Ireland making a lot of music
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