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I've been trying to see for so long now, that its hard
to find my way out, without a light!
I am destroyed! I am only myself.
I've am trying to find my way out
without food, I'll starve! Down!
To nothing! It's fitting. For me.
I am only myself.
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This is.
The death of.
Issac...Electrc
This is.
(This is the death of)
The death of.
(Issac....Issac Electrc)
Issac...Electrc
Issac!
We're what started this.
We were the meaning.
We made time move slower on the ceiling.
We didn't know where.
The world was turning.
But we were running! We were running! We were running.
We don't have the bread to eat with when
we are in a bedroom writing music on the weekends
You don't know Will, how this is feeling.
To know that you are dead and gone and you are leaving.
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Welcome,
I thought you were here your whole sad little life, well we'll pretend like your new, we'll pretend like you matter, we'll make you feel like God!
See you need to relax you're not getting out of here alive, so just get that right out of your mind, it's in the sky. See the only way out is up and well you're fucked cause you're stuck!
Well you've got to remember.....
YOU'RE GONNA BURN
FOREVER IN HERE!
I can see where you are coming from and I respect that I do! But this is a mistake, an accident, a ruse. See I'm not supposed to be here, well not yet anyways, maybe you could just let me go? Maybe look the other way? You see up there I had a life, a family, a wife, and they can't exist without me...at least I hope that I'm right.
If only St. Peter had gone drinking with me the night that I died I would have snuck in so quietly and forged my name in his book of life.
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Suddenly...I realize
Where I'm going,
I'll live again.
Knowing, why I' falling
Was so perfectly....
Placed in my head.
Love is
A Chalice,
Filled with the thoughts
Of everything
It enacts on
Certain CHEMICALS!
That make you...
understand everything.
I should have known
You were thinking
Only of me
When you were concerned
I knew life...It's what's happening!
I was missing....out.
You think,
I won't love you
When I am dead
I almost am...It just kind of happened.
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Ouch!
It only hurts at first, the endorphins didn't last.
(Cause we ripped into your...)
Flesh,
Is only just a word, the real thing lacks character.
(And sadness is...)
Attached to
Everything you touch you'll
Have
To find
Your way out.
Yeah!
Shit!
The pain it returns quick, has mind enough to attack.
(This is your life it's not your....)
Death,
A synonym for IT, an antonym for itself
(Don't you wish...)
You could react to, everything that haunts you.
You'll have
To climb
Your way out.
Yeah!
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(3.) Reflection
04:02
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When,
I,
Was a kid.
I said what I said and I did what I did and I was who I'd been
But things like that only affect, the living.
Now that I'm dead and I bathe in my sins and I fall to my end...
I hear the walls singing!
YOURE AN ASSHOLE
A FUCKING DICK
A PIECE OF SHIT OF THE WORST KIND
YOU TREAT YOUR FRIENDS WRONG
LOOK WHAT YOU DID
THE LIVING ALWAYS WIN THIS ONE
YOU SEE UP THERE THEY
DEFEND THEMSELVES
BUT YOU'RE DOWN HERE WITH US NOW
JUST TRY TO TAKE A
LOOK AT YOURSELF
YOU DON'T HAVE A REFLECTION!
When,
I,
was up there
I had my hands in a few places they shouldn't have been
I guess that's why I'm here.
I've,
Learned when,
To give in.
Try to block out your past, it'll punch you right back and
You'll end up here...
To hear the walls singing!
You
Got such a short time to live
To reflect upon those things you did
And you'll
Have to ask yourself
Was anything worth it?
Was any of this worth it?
Nothing. Was. Worth. It.
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Where can you hide?
Where can you run?
When your sins are coming after 'ya
Get off! Get off of me!
You are the ground that lays on top of me!
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Charisma does count, but not enough to pay your debts and
All the lies will come out, they're bigger than your chest.
A gaping hole they will form, and you'll be empty yet.
But the price tag was yours, you bought it.
Hook, line, and sink it!
You won't make it out of this one with a scratch.
You'll feel this forever, that trust...you'll never get back.
Regret does not count, it's an emotion filled with sin.
Sin being a wrong choice not frown from some God that won't exist.
The choices were yours, no matter who their intent.
The effects you can have.
Don't say sorry unless you mean it!
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I'm pretty sure that I've got this all figured out.
I'm pretty sure that I've got this one all figured out.
Here it comes...
Why?!?!?
You don't know what to ask
And you don't care who's asking the questions as long as they're getting ignored.
You don't know what you've been missing,
Living off someone else's living.
You have to provide for you and yours.
I don't know what you've been told,
But they told me that over time,
You might end up a little bit scarred.
I know that I have some family, back up north
Where I'm from.
They wish me luck.
I don't wish upon any other,
Anything that I don't rather,
Desire for myself.
I try to eat,
Pretty healthy and
Keep alive, but look where it got me
Floating, falling, ending up in this fucking Hell.
Life, life...
It delivered the answer!
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11. |
(6.) Pawn
03:30
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You son of a bitch!
There I said it,
and YES I damn well meant it,
you've gotta get some help.
I loved more than you would know,
yet you took,
without taking anything at all!
This whole thing could've been avoided if you weren't such an asshole.
I hope that its genetic.
I hope that its genetic!
You went,
Down to the pawn shop
You sold it, they bought it up
You gave them anything you could take
You couldn't take...
Anything....
Now'll you'll be caged!
Wait,
please let me explain.
I only am trying,
to help you...out.
You're wrecked.
You're gonna have to stop it,
or you'll never be fixed.
You'll always be broken.
You'll always be broken...
I forgive no one.
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You've got a question...
about where you came from? Where are you going from?
Well I...hate to be the one to tell ya.
You're not going anywhere, no you'll never leave this place...this is your new home.
Theory has its basis in Theory
Theory has its basis in The Facts
You'll never know.
I hope that answers your question.
There's no right or wrong, just whatever's been done.
(Well I...)
I hope you know yourself now,
as part of the whole.
There's no answers in the skulls and scrolls of man.
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Just give in.
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If only you'd planned,
as fast or as far as you fell,
then maybe,
you'd find a way out of this Hell.
And if you just can't,
bring yourself to your knees,
well you got to stand up somehow for me please.
Well you gotta start somewhere.
And if you just think,
of a place in your head,
the place you will go to when you're dead.
And think of this place,
as compact and small,
because it exist inside yourself...
you don't have to go nowhere!
One...turned into two was just a joke, and three through eight turned into nothing...but you've got to start somewhere.
Nine!
I said count 'em nine!
And after these nine gates we were supposed to be erased.
No.
Yes.
NO!
YES!
It's time to ninth gate this shit!
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15. |
Crawling up and out
02:37
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I awoke in a pool of,
my own fears.
I don't have to...
tell you what it's like to be here...
Oh, it was Hell!
And you can be damn sure,
that I will never return there,
as long as I'm well.
I stood up,
and to my surprise,
all the city lights,
from up above,
they reminded me of sadness,
and I swear I saw loneliness,
and I swear I saw love.
To crawling up and out.
To try to get to where you're free.
You'll never have freedom, as long as you're me.
I don't wish,
anything upon those who,
I do not know,
for they are spared.
They don't know who,
they can turn to,
to get their share.
And I'm crawling up and out.
And try to make myself a name.
But it's hard when you're freedom is your name.
It is your name. It is your name.
What is your name?
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I Sing the Body Electrc Knoxville, Tennessee
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