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Buried Alone
04:04
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Buried Alone
I don’t have the strength that others do
And I could never walk a single day in my brother’s shoes
I wish that i could talk to each other like others do
Wish that I was better to my father and mother who
Put up with all my fighting and disfunction when younger
What no one sees it never went away
And yeah some things they never change
But some worsen by the day
Never burn and fade away
And every word I ventilate only learn to say
Why do i feel so alone
You did this to yourself just being yourself
Buried alone
I am only man but what’s a man
And I can’t understand how these cuts let into the land
And how they seep into the river where my friends all swim
I keep four shaky fingers on the end of a limb for them
I have always been my mother’s son
A witness to the sins of everyone
I’m never wrong for all the shit I’ve done
But as night comes that’s when the conscience runs
Why do i feel so alone
You did this to yourself just being yourself
Buried alone
I’m just a deer that never learned to steer amiss of the road
I loathe the fear of every one who hears a thing that I wrote
I close my eyes to find a time when i was sure of myself
But I’m not sure it would help
I’m never sure of myself
Why do i feel so alone
You did this to yourself just being yourself
Buried alone
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2. |
13 ATM
03:38
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13 ATM
Every little lie in every little breath
An ugly little life and pretty little death
Belongs to me my memory
It serves nothing but to haunt me
It serves nothing but to bleed
Serves nothing but to want you here with me
I might pull my head down from the clouds sometime my friends
But right now I’m still riding out the bends
When my head’s above blue water it gets dragged down to blackened depths
But right now I’m still riding out the bends
Put me in a vase and place me on a shelf
Face me with a blade for the pain I’ve dealt
Some would see a waste and some would say it sells
Sentimental face of descending mental health
Belongs to me it’s my misery
It serves nothing but to haunt me
It serves nothing but to bleed
Serves nothing but to want you here with me
And I might pull my head down from the clouds sometime my friends
But right now I’m still riding out the bends
When my head’s above blue water it gets dragged down to blackened depths
But right now I’m still riding out the bends (right now I’m still riding out the bends)
But right now I’m still riding out the bends (right now I’m still riding out the bends)
A solid way to lose is never try to win
13 knots on a noose too thin
Show me what you got
Tell me where you’ve been
And see these bright eyes going two shades dim
And then it ends
And I might pull my head down from the clouds sometime my friends
But right now I’m still riding out the bends
When my head’s above blue water it gets dragged down to blackened depths
But right now I’m still riding out the bends (right now I’m still riding out the bends)
But right now I’m still riding out the bends (right now I’m still riding out the bends)
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3. |
Under Your Love
04:06
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Under Your Love
You swept it under the rug
The third time’s a charms is not true for love
Slowly you and I had drifted apart
Only to collide two ships in the dark
Nightmares tears I cold sweat em' out
Fight my fears but old demons I let em' out
We’d fucked around for the last time
Called out each other’s bluff
Just way too young and anxious
We were each other’s drug
You’re still my thrill I’m your cyanide pill
Injecting poison spinning guns
And I’m still under your under your love
You cut the cord it crushed my heart
And I became the bit part
But I know you think about me when you’re there all alone
And your new boy doesn’t cut it as a cornerstone
I was once your flame but you put it out
Injustice for the pain is something she couldn’t doubt
We’d fucked around for the last time
Called out each other’s bluff
Just way too young and anxious
We were each other’s drug
You’re still my thrill I’m your cyanide pill
Injecting poison spinning guns
And I’m still under your under your love
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4. |
The Verdict
03:26
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The Verdict
I said goddamn goddamn to my own left hand
For pulling off the trigger on another man
Done bleached my boots and burned my shirts
Buried under mounds of earth and dirt
Oh I’ve a long road ahead with a head full of hurt
But boss that’s not the worst
I fear what comes beyond the earth
There’s hell to pay for what it’s worth
Blood in the grass your tracks led me to ya’
One last gasp your last hallelujah
When fear and pleasure mix in your mind
This ain’t the last time the last time
We saw the blood in sand and crimson
Floodlights cameras television screen
The public and the hanging tree
The verdict is guilty believe in me
The public and the hanging tree
I don’t mean to be a hole in your boat
But the body in the trunk left a lump in my throat
You’ve given all away each one of your ghosts
For a hand full o’ change and a vein full o’ dope
And I’ve seen it all and it ends this way
I know you don’t get to see another day
So kneel little lamb and you can pray
The goat’s gonna fuse with you today
Blood in the grass your tracks led me to ya’
One last gasp your last hallelujah
When fear and pleasure mix in your mind
This ain’t the last time the last time
We saw the blood in sand and crimson
Floodlights cameras television screen
The public and the hanging tree
The verdict is guilty believe in me
The public and the hanging tree
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Call The Wolf Toronto, Ontario
Call the Wolf is Preston Moore, Rob Miele, Chris Moleirinho, Andrew Stricko
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