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Roll Initiative
01:03
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Can I keep pushing?
Already lost feeling in both legs
My arms are dead
And my brain, I’m sure is next
Will I remember to
Make it all official
With all my friends
This year the changes I’ll make
The differences I’ll endure
Just to be somebody new
Pretend every choice is a choice
I’m happy to make
Is it true?
and you’ll see through the
Face that I put on
The one that sets a standard
I have to keep
Just For you
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2. |
Leap Year
02:14
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I want to be substantial.
Feel the effect of just a single word
Is that too much to ask for?
Coping with, intimate distractions
Day in, day out
Same parts, Two halves
Killing myself over
meaningless words
Intended to hurt
Sticks and stones and
I’m losing myself over
A temporary home
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3. |
Poor Lake's Camp
02:39
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I want to feel the feelings
People feel when they wake up
Every morning with a purpose
Followed by a morning cup
its been a mess for quite some time
keep it quiet; kept it in line
Hoping one day I’ll find some relief
For a headache I can’t seem to shake
From me
Is it true things are exactly what you want?
there’s no bruise behind an emotional front
Is it proof things are exactly the way you want?
So tell me To smile so
You can pretend that I’m happy
In your own mind
go out on any limb
For the sake of
Soldering your own lies
That I’m wrong
And I’m blind
But you’re strong
Purely refined
Well I’m not buying it...
There are things that are so easily missed.
Tell what could be the risk?
Of ignorance in all of your bliss.
Name me; disdain
It still hurts the same
No one is to blame
Seeing all but the frame
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4. |
Leatherbound
02:59
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Can You tell me
This was always the plan?
Organization
to every last word that I read.
Every night I felt
wasn’t worth it
A purpose that I lacked
Was found in those verses.
I can’t deny, You’re always right
It kills me to admit that,
The truth was never hard to find
My eyes were only shut too tight
I’ve been a mess for days
more than the fingers I can count
How long I’ll last with constant doubt
A habit, in my mind
There’s was a hole that was filled
Back at 7 years old;
With my mom at the kitchen table.
I’ve had Your breath in my lungs
A sign to stay alive
What if I had taken
my own life?
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5. |
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There were flowers in the field behind your house
Arranged in patterned decadence
Life was blooming all around
Quiet and bare
The thoughts that you shared
“If I died today
you think anyone would care?”
Last night I dreamt
That you hadn’t called
Panic took the place of peace
Sent me running down the hall
Drove all night
Pulled up to your house
Fire burned your bedroom
But no sound had left your Mouth
What’s the point of living
If I’m meant to die alone?
How am I to know?
you think maybe it’s
God who wants me home?
Just let me go.
I don’t want to call
If It’s too late for you
Made up your mind
This Life’s second rate
Mindless repetition
Same old mistake
Of believing everyone here has a place
I wish belonged here
What’s the point of living
If I’m meant to die alone?
How am I to know?
you think maybe it’s
God who wants me home?
Just let me go.
What’s the point of breathing
If Im wishing It would stop
Someone take this cup
If suffering is my portion
without love
Let it be slow
What’s the point of feeling
If Im always feeling numb?
Has it always been rough?
If God’s so good
Then why am I not enough?
I’m ready to go.
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6. |
Very Cool, Brett
03:33
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Uprooted; unbruised
Worn in; worn through
How many miles I slept
In the backseat of a car
A part of you was left behind
The same day leaving scars
I can remember those nights I spent
watching Lynch in bed
Birthdays aren’t the same
When things are forced to change
Old familiar spaces;
new pictures are set in the frames.
Finally realize, there’s no one left to blame
Guess it’s time to let go
The Semester here is gone
Reminisce the side of me
That couldn’t stay strong
Smoking by the window
Indica 2 is on
this cold November breeze
Hopefully won’t last long
I can remember those nights I spent
Words I wish I’d said...
Friendships aren’t the same
When things are forced to change
Loss of loved ones; family pets
Permanently forgetting names of the rest
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7. |
Pine Box
02:38
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So here is what you stole from me
My comfort and security
A friendship once; now enmity
A liar’s words you sold with ease
I’m wishing you the best
but hope the worst
Still comes to you
I hope you realize one day,
All the pain you put her through
Can you move on someday
And finally tell yourself the truth?
There was nothing left to lose
So you went for 2
Falling asleep
Traumatic release
Rinse and repeat
It was never easy
She’s never had a second thought
About you...
From the first moment you masked the truth
—It’s always been about you
Forgive, forget it’s all that’s left
—It’s always been about you
There was nothing left to lose
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8. |
Dexterity Saving Throw
02:24
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You can ask me why
I keep Tripping over cracks
Easy ones at that
Those I forgot to fill
Cut it any which way
It’s my fault I get it
You can witness my thoughts
Tearing at me; Rip apart the hull
It’s standing there so clearly
In absolute fragility
Arms outstretched
Grasping for what’s next
What the hell is wrong with me
But I guess
It’s enough
To give up
It’s so unstable
This ground that I’m breaking
I keep telling myself to move on
Narrow paths to walk along
Comfortable in this shelter
The foundation isn’t strong
I know It won’t be lasting long
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9. |
In Memory
03:11
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Tragedy
Why can’t we be friends?
You kept on taking
When i just need to see
their face again
Another funeral,
another life is spent
keeping promises
To someone who won’t know
I did in the end
The worst nights
Are when I forget
I can’t call you
to let you know
You’ll always be in my memory
I guess I’ll stay home and
I’ll give myself to sleep tonight.
Maybe I’ll swap that thought;
a drink or two would serve me right
I wish I had the words
For your family to start fresh
Again
A clean slate
Like your name plate
A keep sake
Lillies by your grave
Why?
Just knowing that you’re gone
It’s not fair, it’s all wrong
It's all wrong.
For the first time
I’ll fall asleep tonight
And the worst part is
I’ll just forget eventually
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10. |
20 Sided
03:16
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Wrote stories with no purpose
Going nowhere; into nothing
Told to those who’d care less
Protagonist’s address
In the pushing and the pulling
Of what we’re all doing here
Opportunities to monologue
Overruled my critical attack
Listening with intention
Just to cast a wall of force
While learning every story
A perspective change of sorts
Us telling it together
Made the party stay on course
While they were moving forward
I grew closer to the source
The burden wasn’t mine alone
We held it up together
As long as we kept moving
The stories told themselves
I found out what I needed
feeling more like myself
trusting my whole life on the
roll of 20 sided dice
I’m Letting go of my control
Even if I lose my way again
A better story is written in the end
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11. |
Paper Thin (Slowly)
03:16
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I’ve never smoked a day in my life
But I bet the feeling’s the same
Smothered in warmth; an elixir
depth of feeling when I hear my name
Called in a voice, so saturated...
With melody and calm
A burning yet so familiar
An addiction without qualm
Killing me, ever so slowly
Sweetly, evaporating
Reminiscent, tracings
Smoke on my jacket
The feeling of wrapping
My lips around paper
Thin regret
Now I am smoking
And the promises spoken
Your absence keeps me awake
Killing me, ever so slowly
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12. |
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What is left of everything
Separation, 6 degrees
cost of life’s worst deprivation
loss of my own motivation
to cope
I’m not scared anymore
Late nights
Lost fights
Constant thoughts of
Fearing death is always knocking;
waiting for me just behind the door
Truth in
Conscious of turning myself into
someone so afraid of stagnant life
I’m not scared anymore
I’m not scared anymore
When is it okay?
To worry about the morning
making it through the night
Was always an option
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Bicycle Inn Attleboro, Massachusetts
Boston, Massachusetts.
Declan Moloney - Bass
Noah Aguiar -
Guitar/Vocals
Dylan Ilkowitz - Guitar/Aux Vocals
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