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Feel No Love
02:49
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Time. Give me time for my mind to get right. Yeah, I carried you and still it don't feel right. And you tell me that you feel no love. Time; can it save a broken mind? Or a heart that's in decline? Is there something that I need to drain me til I'm empty? Get in my head until it hurts. I hope I get what I deserve.
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String me up so that I get a different view. Cuz' I'd rather feel something else when I'm with you. Erode my mind, yes that's all that you ever do. And I'd rather be someone else when I'm with you.You can gouge away. Cut me down like a dead old tree. Burn the eyes out of my head so I can't see. I wanna hear that sound from six feet under ground, and let the Earth watch over me. Your heart's not cold, it's just not there. And I'm quite sure that you don't care. You make me wanna die alone. And I won't sing for you anymore. I could try, but oh! What for? You make me wanna die alone.
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Space Police
03:13
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Calm down. You're a part of it. You've spent just a little too long in the heart of it. We tried so hard but can't account for this; this target missed. Is it a killer to know that we're on our own? Is there a chance that time could leave us all alone? Have we gone too far, or have we not gone far enough? In deep. Was there any doubt? All the little things I could do without. If our actions speak, what do we talk about? Who's selling out?
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Fake Your Own Death
03:00
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I feel the worms inside my head. I got friends, but they're all dead. The world is a setting sun. I feel no shame. I need to hear my name. To live a life worth dying for; who could ever ask for more? I feel no shame. If life don't mean a thing, then what do I have left? Just let me slip away. Fake my own death!
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Time Enough
04:02
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God damn these words hanging from my breath. I've sang them half-to-death and I've moved on, but everybody knows exactly how this ends and where it goes. Can I just pretend tonight, cuz I don't wanna go. Should I stay and sing to you the sweetest words I know? The thoughts to cross your mind, leave you one more step behind. Those Irish songs; do they still make you cry? Out of the blue, and into the black. All the days I won't get back. But in my mind, there's still time enough to last. This old compass points one way: a South-bound train head for decay. Tell me, do you feel the same? My eyes are open wide, but I can't see a thing...
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