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Dead Machine
04:09
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Sown in between my sweet nothing
Carving out time through my ribs and teeth
A future in the dirt
Let it hurt
There’s nothing more I deserve
This promise I made to you
It’s just enough to breath
Dead machine
Won’t you comfort me?
Your numbness bleeds
Phase into view
A broken memory always leads to you
I don’t want to wish it away now
A hopeless touch
Breaking my body down to dust
This promise I made to you
It’s just enough to breath
Dead machine
Won’t you comfort me?
Dead machine
Dead machine
Comfort me
Dead machine
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2. |
Failure at Heart
03:45
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Broken by your touch
It feels just like a poison fantasy
Down on my knees to you
I’m leading with the blade again
A tenderness surrounds my wounds
I’ll take all the blame
Sunken eyes that hold place
I don’t feel it
I don’t feel it
I wasted it all, just to be defeated
I can’t feel it
I can’t feel it
It always ends so self-defeating
I don’t feel it
I don’t feel it
A hostage of suicide again
Everyone’s out of sight
A threat to myself it’s all right, all right
You look towards the rest
Gun to my head and hope for the best, hope for the best
I don’t feel it
I don’t feel it
I wasted it all, just to be defeated
I can’t feel it
I can’t feel it
It always ends so self-defeating
I don’t feel it
I don’t feel it
A hostage of suicide again
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Sterile Gauze Pads
03:11
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Curity
Sterile gauze pads
Purity
Bloody nose rags
Everybody’s working high on the window frame
Teetering on insane
It’s what I’ve always wanted
But she knew that
Supplemental, hysterical attack
Dead over death, I’m a liar
Choking on tires
Can’t untie myself now
Your rope is too high
Let me down
Fallen too far to make a sound
Forward bloody future, I'll just hang around
Everybody’s working high on the window frame
Teetering on insane
It’s what I’ve always wanted
But she knew that
Supplemental, hysterical attack
Everybody’s working high on the window frame
Teetering on insane
It’s what I’ve always wanted
But she knew that
Supplemental, hysterical attack
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4. |
Sweetheart
04:02
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I cry myself to sleep every night suffocating in my sheets
My touch is numb and I feel cold, to give me some relief
You stand there and play with your hair and I stare in disbelief
Cuz what I had is all gone, I crumble to my knees
Your ribs pressed against mine
Look at me again with your gentle eyes
Sweetheart, I can’t move
Hold me still under the moon
I’ll see you in my dreams
I’ll see you in my dreams
There’s no use left for my broken body
Kiss me again and hold my hand, how I want it to be
You’ll always have a special place in what’s left of my heart
You precious thing, the sweetest smile, that led me out of the dark
Your ribs pressed against mine
Look at me again with your gentle eyes
Sweetheart, I can’t move
Hold me still under the moon
I’ll see you in my dreams
Your ribs pressed against mine
Look at me again with your gentle eyes
Sweetheart, I can’t move
I’ll see you in my dreams
I’ll see you in my dreams
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Quiet
03:42
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Gazing down on stars in your face
Falling down to your graceful arms that hold me tight
Wasting down a street of one-way
Stolen from the ashtray
Feeling out the room
Feigning blood and bruises raining
Out of eyes and hanging on a sharpened pine
I will follow you to nowhere
So we can fade to nothing
In each other’s dust
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