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I’m just trying to get by living under lock and key. I’m just trying to survive while the world sinks in its teeth. It’s flight or fight response seven days a week. I try to break loose from the things that try to take a hold of me.
My world’s no longer free. At the end of the day it’s you or me so I choose me.
You’re a target when you leave through the door. You can’t let your guard down anymore. Oh no.
I’m just trying to live life to the fullest it can be. I just want my basic rights without the threat of enemies trying their scare tactics on me.
You’re a target when you leave through the door. You can’t let your guard down anymore. Oh no.
Oh no.
You’re a target when you leave through the door. You can’t let your guard down anymore. Oh no.
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Taking From the World
03:22
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It’s hard to live a life that stands the test of time. I’ve wasted too many nights closing dive bars with my friends. I should have paid attention more in school and gave it my best shot every waking minute of the day.
I wish I could give back as much as I’ve taken from the world. I’m just taking from the world.
I’m a speck of dust in the vastitude of space… A blink of an eye in all of time… Feeling small when it’s put into perspective but feeling small beats not existing at all.
I wish I could give back as much as I’ve taken from the world. I’m just taking from the world.
I’m just taking from the world. I wish I could give back as much as I’ve taken from the world.
I might not make a lasting mark but I’ll fight to shape my ways by putting effort towards positive change.
I wish I could give back as much as I’ve taken from the world. I’m just taking from the world.
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I'm Not Ready to Die
03:50
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You’re the blue light that keeps me up at night… Shining in my eyes like high beams in the distance. You’re the sound that wakes me in terror… a symphony of strings playing notes all out of key.
We slip on ice and we collide… scattering fragments of plastic with glass caught in our eyes. I’m not ready to die.
You accelerate the thumping in my chest… palms sweating and paranoia setting in. You accentuate the distrust in my voice. You’re making me uncomfortable with walls all closing in.
The plane declines. We fall from the sky. Panic ensues and we all lose our minds. I’m not ready to die.
We slip on ice and we collide… scattering fragments of plastic with glass caught in our eyes. I’m not ready to die.
The plane declines. We fall from the sky. Panic ensues and we all lose our minds. I’m not ready to die.
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You're a Flame
03:35
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You’re a flame that burns every bridge in sight. But one day there will be no trails left to ignite. Like a forest fire that hits the coast you’ve got no place left to go.
You’ve been burning out of control for quite some time. The trucks are speeding towards you blaring sirens and flashing lights. When the fire fighters turn on the hose you’re reduced to smoke.
You’ve done so much destruction… Like a flaming obstruction in the street… Spread with the breeze… Tarnish limbs… Torch leaves… After you burn out your ashes blow with the wind. I hope they travel far so I never see you again.
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