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Keep It Real
02:44
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When we were in school he was awkward. He was the butt of all the jokes. Scrounging for stuff he couldn't afford. I saw him grab a stump to smoke. Also, He said he's gonna be a rap star. That's hard when all his rhymes were really weak. Hung up on models and on fast cars. Facade is seemingly just surface deep. He pretends that he's a thug, can't work out his deal. He passed me in the street and he told me keep it real. My friends all wrote a bunch of diss tracks. In fact it didn't seem to me as fair. I almost felt so bad for this lad, it's mad. Until the comment that he shared. It said ge said he's gonna grab me from the street and hold me for ransom from my friends. I told him where I'm gonna be and laughed, said it suits me fine for this weekend. Weirdo.
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Problem Child
02:49
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A bad seed, a rotten apple you deride as a waste of space. Dumb and loud, an outright nuisance. So ashamed, your worst disgrace. Hot and cold, you build to break down, re-enforced until it feels true. Jeer and taunt then let it compound just like your mother did too. Call the kid a stupid moron. It's not like she looks up to you. Her self esteem's for you to walk on. You turned into your mother through and through . Don't recall when it first started, broke you down and made you feel small. The worst part is you saw it happen, turned it round and passed it on
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Arthurs Seat
02:55
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A night drinking spirited right away. Ten nights on the phone where you'd say my name. At night when you'd disappear with no trace, I bide time until you break and get away. That night you cried on the phone I was there, said he was screaming and you were scared. Paint me as the answer to every prayer. Misleading, it's so unfair. Best beware. I'll bet that when he got down on one knee and he proposed up on arthur's seat tt would break his heart to know that you were only there for me. I saw on your instagram that you'd been the place that I said you should, but with him. Which hurt but I'll take it right on the chin. I went right from a frown to a grin.
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Loverdosed
02:41
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Girl did you know that you drive me crazy. Caught up like a hurricane. I don't mean that I'm swept off my feet, no, it's harder to explain. You say the words and all my concerns end up branded on my brain. You'll be my hell be my carousel, we go round and round again. Worlds collide with heated tongues, we'll see who blinks first. Torch all our photos. 'Cause God alone knows even a low dose of poison tends to make us stronger. My heart gets blown out, and you're alone now. We're going to find out who can hold their breath for longer. Sound of your voice could have worlds destroyed and I still can't say goodbye. Faced with a choice that we can't avoid, and don't pretend otherwise. Can't set sights on a greater height 'cause that means having to try. All said and done you're a loaded gun and it's fun to see you cry. You're so sick always playing tricks so we break up on a whim. Why throw stones when you've got a brick to throw, caving my head in. Chuck don't think, better make it quick and I'll take it on the chin Say I'm thick treat me like a prick 'til we're back where we begin.
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Death Of An Addict
03:39
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Heard the poison calling, had to let it in. Fall into a hole of insects. Tunnel through your skin. Ignite the senses, scorch and cremate. Raw nerve endings. Numb to sustain. Shaken up but it wont deter you. Need to have it, chase the habit. Waking up with zero concern who has to mourn an addict's passing. Urgent escelation harder to sustain. Barely warrants mitigation when it's all in vein
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Nightwalker
02:19
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Seems like a night for going on a walk. I'm setting off to clear my head out. No destination, I'll know when I'm there and I'll be back home before dawn and sunrise. Dark streets beckon full of intrigue, where safety isn't guaranteed. Each road holds another mystery, and the whole world belongs to me. I take a pause to stop and catch my breath, the air's becoming thick and foggy I'm wrapped up warm don't wanna catch my death. On to the pond where we dumped all the bodies. When you're awake at 3am and ask "was that a scream or just a cat cry?" Best draw your curtains and to stay indoors. You better hope that we don't pass by at night.
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The Woods Are Dark
02:27
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Deep within the woods at night a creature lurking deep inside. It fills its lungs lets out a cry that shatters through the silence. Children know to stay away, the story still pervades today of shadows leading kids astray and they might be the target. Stalking slowly through the black, it follows you so don't look back. In fact it's waiting to attack and claim another victim. Feel its breath upon your neck. The horror an uninvited guest. Your heart it pounds within your chest just like you've ate a kick drum. Better lock up tight, try to hide, pull the blinds, just in case. Creatures of the night as they rise, stay inside where it's safe. Stories told around the camp fire seem so far-fetched 'til you notice, stalking through the bushes, are a pair of eyes so haunting. Then you know that it's too late, you're never going to get away. And if you did it knows your face. Your flesh is what it's wanting
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Keep Calm And Carrie On
02:52
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Silence, apart from the shocked face. They didn't see that one sneaking up on them 'til it was too late to do anything else but try running for cover. Right into a locked door. There's so much blood. Painting the halls and the floor with the crimson of enemies. Now they know who is in charge. Buckets of blood on a white dress on prom night, 'cause pulling the wings from a fly isn't hard. Pacing the halls with a vengence and blinded by hatred. No longer a victim. The body count rising with no sign of slowing. Revenge is much sweeter with everyone screaming. Just Carrie on.
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Leave The Light On
02:43
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Don't ask me for guidance, my compass is broke. I'm lost as you are. I followed the moon, went astray at the coast. Dark clouds hide stars. Leave the light on please so I can find my way back home. Counting degrees. I'll follow until I hit dawn. It's been a long time since we talked on the phone. We've come full circle. You took the paved road and I took the low. If it concerns you. Mountains and valleys all par for the course, they're not so daunting. I navigate them before finding remorse as more exhausting.
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Screaming Murder
03:27
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Pay no attention to me. I'm not doing anything. Just ignore that you saw tight rug into the creek. Grey matter on the floor. Just some pieces of brain. Salt and bleach at the scene dispose of the remains. Murder, they're screaming murder. They're out for vengence. They'll need to catch me. Which isn't hard when I'm at the crime scene covered in crimson, grinning like crazy with weapon drawn. Even if I'm detained I'm not saying anything. My airtight alibi puts me away from the scene. Tell that news to the mob they wont see me be hanged. It's just me and my lawyer laughing our way to the bank
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Fake Smile
02:56
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They're always judging hard so best to put a show on. Practiced lines, dressed up nice, and if you fake enough then you might convince yourself it's alright. Is that wise? Bowing to pressure when they make you feel like nothing. Painted beige, fade away. Or like a neon sign that's advertising nothing. Fake display, stay away. A pretty life in picture flashing that perfect smile. Beneath a thin vaneer lies a jaded bitter liar. This one is not about you, I'm talking about myself. A pretty life in picture faking good mental health. Like a chameleon
Just trying to blend in to the background. The class clown puts on a dumb fascade so you can't get a reading. A black cloud, get dragged down.
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Better Luck Next Time
02:24
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Started optimistic, what happened? Icons falling short when they should thrive. Not so disappointed, more confused. Underwhelming concept, flawed design. Heightened expectations fall flat now, causing new frustration and outrage. It's a combination of passed down useless information and of change. Underwhelmed but that's okay, try again another day. Underwhelming, it's a shame you can't always have your way. Really wanted this to reach new heights, instead it was was a failure from the start. Wasting the potential god gave ya. Not as good as the sum of its parts.
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Twist The Dagger
02:39
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You could never be a femme fatale babe, you haven't got the spine. Although I've got your back. Though it's not for lack of trying, again your eyes are far too big to see me as a snack. Shove a dagger into my heart and twist. You can't just say it, you've got to mean it. So check your swagger and make sure you don't miss. If I don't feel it, it isn't finished yet. Watch and learn 'cause I'm the master darling. Don't show it on your face. Wipe those emotions clean. Convince yourself that it's more than words and repeat it after me "this never meant a thing". If you can't do this then there's no use playing. If you can't learn from me, you'll never learn a thing. Honestly it's as if you're delaying. I'm not doin' it for you, now really make it sting.
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Both Ends
02:21
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I'm sorry if I'm being distant from you. I never meant to put you last. Been going all-in on a different pursuit and didn't see the time elapse. Guess I've been burning the candle at both ends. Not been conversing, and I've got no defense. There's no apology that could make things right, but I want it on the record it works both ways. It wasn't meant as a slight. I know it sucks to be ignored.
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Verge Of Winter
03:48
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Note to above, freeze this moment where I stand before the frost has a chance to numb my hands. Mixed love and hate. I love it here and want to stay. Hate the heartache of watching it all slip away. Winter drops its first warning. Feel it biting in the air, while the darker mornings echo inner monologue. Green turning brown. All good things fall away. One page falls down, one more will take its place. The cycle grinds, crushes all in its way. Smoke in the sky sees out another day. When dead leaves hit concrete they wither, reminding that seasons are fleeting, and this too shall pass soon. Darkest of days creep up and looming near. Through the decay I'm going to miss it here. Snow yet to come, nights long and cold ahead. October succumbs. I'm always caught unprepared.
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