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Lost
02:06
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And there’s flaws in the plans, and there’s holes in the resolve
And I ain’t gonna leave this town, for I am, much too scared
And I guess I should Just let it go and, accept my fate
and give up on my friends who I can barely relate
But I’m not lost, to be lost you need to know where you’re going
And I’m not lost, to be lost you need to have, a destination
And t I’m not lost, to be lost you need to know where you’re going
And I’m not lost, I’m just hanging around
And these bars ain’t gonna save us, they’ll just add to our demise
They will rip fresh new wounds in you, and they will leave you out to dry
I’ve become pretty cynical with, all I’ve outgrew
and this distance it came before we even knew
But I’m not lost, to be lost you need to know where you’re going
And I’m not lost, to be lost you need to have, a destination
And I’m not lost, to be lost you need to know where you’re going
And I’m not lost, I’m just hanging around
And I ain’t gonna try and make sense of this
I’m walking away
And I ain’t gonna try and make sense of this
I’m walking away
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2. |
I, Malcontent
02:42
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Clutching at straws, staying afloat has become such a bore
And my eyes twitch from staring at these screens
and I’m not able to shake of my rust
I’d get up of this floor but I won’t
I’m an older man in younger shoes, I took my pride and covered it like a bruise
and now theres nothing left
But Im too young to be coughing up blood
and I’m too old to be holding on to these, kind of dreams
And I, Malcontent
And I, Malcontent
So bury these bones, bury my hopes and fears
These days fear is all that I have left
and I’m not able to stop the shaking
I shake for the days
You said spread your wings and then you’ll fly and I was left high and I was left dry
And this road seems longer than before
But Im too young to be coughing up blood
and I’m too old to be holding on to these, kind of dreams
And I, Malcontent
And I, Malcontent
And we’ll sit, and we’ll wait for a better day
Where all my dreams, don’t seem so far away
And we’ll sit, and we’ll wait for a better day
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3. |
The Rain
04:06
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Come, and dry me out
I’m a little lost, a little terrified
And all the terror with my doubts
And like these feelings my hands are tied
And I put my faith in shallow water
In a panicked, chaotic state
You’ve been clicking your red heels
trying to find your way back home
I’ve been here, trying to bury these bones
So let it come slow, let it come heavy
I’ll be waiting whenever you’re ready
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
So come, and tear me apart
I’ve seen your bones, I know your heart
and all that was lost, fades to ambiguous grey
You’re just another reason not to stay
So let it come slow, let it come heavy
I’ll be waiting whenever you’re ready
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And the whiskey runs dry, but the cold feeling remains
This is damned from the start
I can barely sing your name
wont you come down with the rain
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Dust & Bones
03:46
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And all my friends are all sinking ships, I’m barely keeping myself afloat
And I ain’t leaving this house for days or, maybe even weeks
cos if the shaking, don’t stop
And all my dreams get buried, on the floor with the words that I wrote
and I guess we were never meant for this, 'cos aspirations can turn you inside out
They’ll turn you inside out
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
And she said, I ain’t leaving this house, for another 17 weeks
‘cos I can’t stand these dirty streets and the, hole they leave
I can’t stand this town, I spend nights plotting my escape,
I guess I’d be more satisfied if I, accepted my fate
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day 'till it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day till it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
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5. |
Take No Prisoners
04:11
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I guess the winter can drag you down
When you are stuck in the walls of this prairie town
And I know I’m a cynic at best
But those city lights find my heart beating out of my chest
she said to me on the phone its so dark here and I’m missing home
you don’t have to prove anything to anyone
‘cos sometimes this world just weighs a tonne
Don’t let your world weigh a tonne
All, the tides will pass
This emptiness, cannot last
Don’t swim against the current
you can’t swim against the current, hold your own
And take no prisoners
Its good to confess it, all to the night
your heart will still hurt in the morning
and at the end of it all, theres more questions than sorrow
Like if I keep giving all this grace, whats left for me
if I give it all I got, whats left for me
All, the tides will pass
This emptiness, cannot last
Don’t swim against the current
you can’t swim against the current, hold your own
And take no prisoners
For every dark day, there’s a, new tomorrow
Stow your fears, stow your sorrow
For every dark day, there’s a, new tomorrow
Stow your fears, stow your sorrow
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Arms & Hearts Manchester, UK
Acoustic Punk from the Northwest
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