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There’s something in the way that
We tend to keep our mouths shut
When there’s so much left to say
Where’s the need for nuance when
our tongues are in cheek?
Kiss and hearsay
Here’s that new beat
Maybe its in the wave
(It’s gonna find you, it’s gonna find you out)
That make this sound move
(Can’t you hear it? Its getting louder now)
When adjusted to the right pitch
(Its in your head and thats just the way it goes)
Will you hear everything we need to know?
We need to know you
Insatiable hunger for the bare minimal
It must be that gutless fervor of yours
It’s all a charade
Nobody cares, nobody knows
Nobody cares, nobody tries
Live by the spotlight, you’ll die in the spotlight
This shit doesn’t matter when you’re six feet deep
Contradicting convictions in your confession booth
I’ve seen the face of god and she didn’t weep for you
As a matter of fact, I think she said
“Give me a fucking break”
Maybe its in the wave
(It’s gonna find you, we’re gonna find you out)
That makes this sound move
(Can’t you hear it? Its getting louder now)
When adjusted to the right pitch
(You won’t see it, thats just the way it goes)
Will we hear everything we need to know?
We’re dying to know you
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2. |
Mannequin Theory
03:56
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Wouldn’t you love to relax?
Didn’t you know that a stubborn man is too cheap
For that effecient kind of relief
This is the art of shedding our pitiful skin
Tell me it’s only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood on your teeth?
The bitterness subsides but how long should I enjoy these dead routines
As the burdens of our youth are laid before our feet
Lets face the facts
We might as well be mannequins waiting for dopamine
A headrush to stay alive
Or maybe we’re too obscene
In the way we love to fuck each other
Over and over, again and again
Cover it up with undertones
Speak with a mouthful of nails
Smiles drip with the stench of blood on your teeth
On our teeth
In a sense, it finally gets better
All I had to do was get the fuck over myself
Overpriced remedies come with those flirtatious talks with death
I’d love to feel better
Que sera whatever
Just tell me everything I wanna hear right now
Staring from the outside
A mirror distorts what’s real
I haven’t learned any god damn thing yeah
Tell me its only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood?
This is the art of embracing the blood on our teeth
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Faster
03:24
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A silhouette danced across the lights
Swaying soft, dressed in black
Bloodshot eyes, secret from the sun
Count it down
This time I’m getting out of myself
Nights like these won’t give any rest
As they slip down waiting
Anxiously, they start to believe that
A way out is just beyond a reach
This will cure all of the aches
Just close your eyes, it’ll be just fine
Dysphoria is plain to see
Disillusioned and standing alone
Down
The sky will swallow us whole the faster we go
Bend, break, til the clock strikes out
Bend, break
Is this the end?
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4. |
Lovesick Dead
03:29
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Hearts beating to every cheap thrill
Nerve system signals a letdown
A vicious display of teeth are champing at the bit
And if I let this go
All the things I left unsaid
Go wasted, go wasted in a touch
A tight rope suspension
A mid air manipulation
Our views of love exist in simulations
And we’re phasing out
In a never ending endeavor
Have we set the controls to disaster?
Hearts beating faster to the rhythm
Of every word you say
Soaked eyes exaggerate the worst in you
We’re tired of the same sad songs
Just spit it out
I’m used to things going wrong
On a matter of chance
It always ends the same way
A minor lapse in judgement
I’ve should’ve known
This is my annihilation
Cut me down to size
Cut me down tonight
Now how do you feel
When there’s no one to save you
“Well slow it down then”
There’s no one to catch you
When you’re falling down
So slow it down
Slow it down now
Slow it down now
Now how do you feel?
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Hum
03:44
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Here’s a million ways to die alone
But are there enough days to live for
It’s oblivion all the way down
Our future never had the chance of being saved
You’re never one to lose at the expense of anyone
So why can’t I understand these lungs?
I don’t believe in what’s to come
And I’m waking
And I’m waking up
Distressed on the last night of the earth
Misery is all that we need
Misery keeps good company
Our policy states “do as you please”
Cash out and spread the disease now
Drowning through the night
It helps me sleep well
Its only human nature
I hear thats what they say
What does it feel like?
Find out for yourself
Time will tell
So why can’t I understand these lungs?
I don’t believe in what’s to come
And I’m waking
And I’m waking up
Distressed on the last night of the earth
Its only human nature
Seems more like fate
You’re never one to lose
Thats because you’re still alive
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Mixtape Nostalgia
03:22
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A thousand steps into formation
Die for this rotten foundation
Whose mangled hands are here to decide all for us
Look fashionable, couture apathy
Get paid to glorify
This broken gospel is made of glass and you should swallow it
And the nostalgia’s gone away
At least pretend there’s no love in your violence
Give me a fucking reason as to why you should be worth believing in
The streets are drowning
Is the blood you swim in
Underneath multi layers of plastic?
We lay inside our modern tombs
And so you go on
Soaked in uniform and you march home
March on home
In this no man’s land we’re all dying to live in
The tragedy of the season starts to bloom
The block will shake when they can’t breathe anymore
You’ve got me way beyond feeling sick
How much more could you disgust me?
This broken gospel ismade of glass and you should swallow it
The nostalgia’s gone away
At least pretend there’s no love in your violence
And you’ve gone on and on for far too long
Tied to the cross you bare
Laying waste to faces
Now names without homes
Will it happen again?
You feel nothing, we feel everything
You feel nothing, we feel every fucking thing now
We’ll feel every single thing
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Wired
03:45
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Kill the lights, we asphyxiate better in the dark
There’s no way of saying this tastefully Without those familiar
Old cliches, tired ass cliches
We don’t shoot for the stars cause we shoot from the hip
Thats okay, it’s okay because
Life has empathy for us ignorant kind of heathens
The world is ours no matter what they say
And if I die, I wanted to anyways
And not a single solemn word was said in
The heat of the moment
And we are nothing but graceful in the way we siphon the sky for all that it’s worth
We’ll find our hearts and we’ll feed em to the sun
On our backs, eyes sunk with grief
I can’t stand the way you look when
You’re feeling so much worse than me
I’ll crush my pride, I’ll swallow it whole
Rolling dice, all bets on my soul
In an affair with despair
Self sabotage is so debonair
Estamos conectados y jovenes
Where are you?
Cause I’m right here
We cannot be saved
We will not be saved
We cannot be saved
Because we livin this til the day that we die
Would you care if I die?
You dont wanna see this
Don’t you care if I die?
You’ll wanna scream it
I would care if you die
Dead and breathing anyways
And not a single solemn word was said
Feel this for me motherfucker
Hell is where we found ourselves
Hell is where we found our hearts
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8. |
Sincara
03:57
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Lost in a parade of facades
We beat the dead drum of sincerity
Deeper into the ground
Fall into the frame of crowds without a face
So exposed
I know this is everything you want
This is everything you need
Sliding deeper down into the backseat of a dream
A memory collapsed and I swear that I’ve been here once before
Would you kill just for fame?
Paralyzed, you cant find a way out
Face to face with the reality you know,
It made you rot
Push yourself behind old obscurities
I think this won’t work out
Fall into the frame of crowds without a face
So exposed, I know
This is everything you want, this is everything you need
Lost in the reflection
You’re not who you think you are
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