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Don’t you know I’m such a bad liar
Every tale told just eats me up
My dearest I’m a scholar not a fighter
I dont have the guts to throw a punch
Don’t you know I’m such a bad liar
Every tale told just eats me up
My dearest I’m a scholar not a fighter
I dont have the guts to throw a punch
Smile through the pain
In and out again
Turn another page
Running out of things to say
I’d rather laugh than cry
Got one more chance at life
Gamble with my time
Monotone on the phone line
It’s so bizarre I find there’s light in the pain
It’s so obscure I can’t remember my name
I’m still behind all of the nights that I waste
Don’t change the locks I’m standing out in the rain
Don’t you know I’m such a bad liar
Every tale told just eats me up
My dearest I’m a scholar not a fighter
I dont have the guts to throw a punch
Don’t you know I’m such a bad liar
Every tale told just eats me up
My dearest I’m a scholar not a fighter
I dont have the guts to throw a punch
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[fli - ght l.og 01]
01:51
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It’s a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t make them often
You’re a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t break them often
It’s a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t make them often
You’re a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t break them often
*nonsense*
All the shame
Not enough patience
Laying up awake
Hyacinths in a dream
Toiling while I’m sleeping
Throw it all to the wind
I always feel it slipping
I always feel a strangeness
I caved in I faded
I tell myself I don’t need it
This morning I prayed
Tripping on my own feet
I want it
I feel it
I’m really good at hiding feelings
I throw it away
Let it all go to waste
It’s a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t make them often
You’re a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t break them often
It’s a monster staking out your conscience
It’s a promise I don’t break too often
Muddy paw print dirty up my doorstep
It’s a promise I don’t break too often
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3. |
In My Arms
03:01
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What does it do to think like this
What does it mean to hurt again?
All of these perfect dreams I’m dreaming
Doesn’t loneliness seem like a friend?
You were in my arms
For the last time
I swear
This last dance with the devil
Is my best attempt
To feign a lowly smile
And hold onto the rope
In the hopes one day I’ll float
I’m so high up with no railing
I’ll fall without sticking the landing
There’s no way I didn’t mean it
I’ll ball up out of existence
You were the one to take me I know
I’m better off breaking on my own
I know how I feel about it now
With my back against the wall
With my back against the wall
You were in my arms
For the last time
I swear
This last dance with the devil
Is my best attempt
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Sweet little Angel
You deliver me from misery
Oh Laruna
You don’t have to take this seriously
And that bet we made is tucked under my pillow
All of your promises packed into a hard pill to swallow
Hey Laruna
Is that you I see?
Walking along the shore
One hundred yards from me
Oh I didn’t mention?
This will be the last we meet
I’m gonna pull the sun apart
And follow at its seams
Hey Laruna
Promise you’ll remember me
Lay me under silk
And tomorrow you’ll be free
Laruna
You walked over glass for me
What every girl dreams to be
Oh Laruna
Swallowed by the sea
The last place a girl wants to be
Oh that’s right!
It’s armageddon
No more time to make your friends
Oh that’s right there’s one more moment
One more chance to amends
Oh that’s right!
It’s armageddon
No more time to make your friends
Oh that’s right there’s one more moment
In the end
Trailer park dont break the lock
I’ll break apart
My favourite part is hidden right behind you in the dark
I don’t wanna become what I am not
Oh that’s right it’s armageddon
No more time to make your friends
Oh that’s right there’s one more moment
In the end
Sweet little Angel
You deliver me from misery
Oh Laruna
You don’t have to take this seriously
And that bet we made is tucked under my pillow
All of your promises packed into a hard pill to swallow
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You hothead
Red star
Are you mad now?
Comfort in burning up under your skin
If daylight turns strands of your dark hair to silk
I wouldn’t think that you’d want me there
I think if I was immortal I would pray more often
Cause I’m someone who changes and I can’t keep a promise
The dark in me I’m holding is more heavy than I’m showing
So how come when I struggle there’s no big commotion?
Oh shut up
I don’t trust a thing that you’re saying
And I know it’s so much worse than I told you
But you don’t believe me when I cry
When I cry
So hothead
Do tell me what you want 10 years from now
Am I still in focus?
Or just a corner scribbled over?
That bed heads contagious
This hourglass has spilled its contents
I’m still concerned with the contents kept inside that promise
Please don’t you go away
I beg that you remain
Angel
Plucking your wings out by force
Follow the sound of my voice
And I’ll meet you on the opposite shore
Please don’t you go away
I beg that you remain
Angel
Plucking your wings with no choice
Follow the sound of my voice
And I’ll meet you on the opposite shore
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I said that I want your escape
You’re just a sentiment away
And what is there that’s left to face?
I’ll break, I’ll break, I’ll break
Glue the pieces with your summer
And pretend it hurts okay
Stop trying to call my bluff out
You know I love to fake
Oh hey!
I don’t think there’s a better way to break
You took the words straight out of my mouth
No way!
I’m hard pressed to think that you would feel the same
You’re so fake
Oh hey!
I don’t think there’s a better way to break
You took the words straight out of my mouth
No way!
I’m hard pressed to think that you would feel the same
You’re so fake
Suddenly
I’m a vessel
Empty, hollow
Fill me up then spill me out
Pour your guts then wring me out
Terribly
I’m so shallow
I don’t care that much at all
I don’t think it’s worth the trouble
I feel better on my own
Send help
I don’t hear you when you call
The circuits bent
I’ll meet you beyond the dawn
It’s pent up
This feeling trapped inside
So send help
There’s more than just this life
What I want (I want)
A chance at the lotto
Another year down the drain
And I still feel unsure
Innocent play the part
I detect a liar
In the dark (the dark)
I’ll be anything you want
What I want (I want)
A chance at the lotto
Another year down the drain
And I still feel unsure
Innocent play the part
I detect a liar
In the dark (the dark)
I’ll be anything you want
Oh hey!
I don’t think there’s a better way to break
You took the words straight out of my mouth
No way!
I’m hard pressed to think that you would feel the same
You’re so fake
Oh hey!
I don’t think there’s a better way to break
You took the words straight out of my mouth
No way!
I’m hard pressed to think that you would feel the same
You’re so fake
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I just set the trend
Then I run away
I don't need to play
I do it anyway
Is this what I want?
Throw it all away
Angels depart in the rain
I just set the trend
Then I run away
I don't need to play
I do it anyway
Is this what I want?
Throw it all away
Angels depart in the rain
I'm all flesh and bones
I'm the real thing
Everything that surrounds me is a sweet dream
I don't want to wake up and see straight
Angel in the choir
A disgrace
I suffer in this angel flesh
Tie my neck in baby's breath
Roll the dice
I don't want to waste this chance
Corporate and great romance
Patch the walls with paper skin
I just set the trend
Then I run away
I don't need to play
I do it anyway
Is this what I want?
Throw it all away
Angels depart in the rain
I just set the trend
Then I run away
I don't need to play
I do it anyway
Is this what I want?
Throw it all away
Angels depart in the rain
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