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Storyteller
04:05
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Counterfeit
Oh god, you're a real bad storyteller
You let another one slip through your teeth
You're spewing fiction
Maintain the fabricated
Misleading gestures
Behind kind remarks
And I cannot walk away
Oh god, you're a real bad storyteller
You let another one slip through your teeth
Oh god you're a real bad storyteller
You let another one slip through your
Cracks between the walls
Impressionable
I can't, I won't breathe next to the liar
Nothing's adding up
Status based on luck
Next in line for another lifetime to waste on each other
I can't just say yes to go by
When the shadow grows shorter at midnight
You wear a costume, when you would buy in
(I can't keep saying yes to go by)
We're dragging under
Just to stand on our own heads
Scriptures
I can't, I won't breathe next to the liar
Just to waste
Just to waste on each other
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2. |
Deepfake
02:45
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I spent my days lost in
Waiting for the end
While we live in
A forever photograph
You dig, I bury
These hands are screaming the words of a panic that's so unclear
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
Empty heads
These branches make branches
I can see behind all the pictures
You dig, I bury this
We lost the message in the words read before
Feed me your
Transitions
A darkness seen a thousand times
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
You will dig
I will bury
You were at fault but you never will say it
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3. |
Crowd Control
03:31
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I'll keep the names of the ones that you found in the flood
(Burn the book)
Verses and verses I tried to erase
Just keep calm, when the crowd speaks
Back, I came back
From the grave
From the grey dream
It's the structure in the silence
It's the puncture in my lungs
When the knife is reaching deeper
It rips out my tongue
Save me, I'm through
I never knew that the eyes could see
When you were lost they were finding me
Save me, I'm through
I never knew that the eyes could see
Another push off a ledge to bring me back
Back, I came back
From the grave
From the grey dream
You've been sold a new threat
It's a guess
An idea to control
And I've been at odds with purpose
To commit to what they sell
And until you let me cash out
It'll drag me to hell
Save me, I'm through
I never knew that the eyes could see
When you were lost they were finding me
Save me, I'm through
I never knew that the eyes could see
Another push off a ledge to bring me back
Take what we want
Take what we need
Hanging us out to dry so that the worms can feed on the worthless
This doesn't feel quite over
Doesn't feel quite over
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