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Squintro
00:41
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Narrow your vision
Open your mind
The less you see
The more you’ll find
On the horizon or in the mirror
Squint your eyes, it will all get clearer
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2. |
Ghost
02:12
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A hunger that hurts you can’t feed
Full bloom trapped in a seed
Buried beneath all the weeds
That have tangled up your mind
You tend to a crop you won’t taste
A beautiful thing gone to waste
Angrily search for a place of peace
That you will never find
Throw your stones and they won’t get in
Convince yourself that this is how you win
Running from the one you hate the most
On your heels, haunting like a ghost
And are you scared that you feel more at ease
When at struggle than when you’re at peace?
I cut my ties the hatchets buried
Your weakness made me stronger
That anchors yours to carry
It’ll drag me down no longer
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3. |
Dealer Wins
02:06
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Feel it seeping in
Feel you fading out
So far away from this place here now
Let it all set in
When what's always been then
Begins to begin
Your cards been pulled
Your names been called
Your cards been pulled
Dealer wins
The feeling's in you now
Dimmed by a black cloud
Crying out but you don't make a sound
Keep it all held in
You wear another's skin
Just like the last time
It'll happen again
Not a matter of chance just a matter of when
It'll happen again
Can't change the outcome, I know the end
It'll happen again
The dealer always wins
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Homesick
02:06
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One moment there and present next
You’re looking in, you’re feelin it
It’s coming up and over you
It starts to take control
But it’s a feeling I know
Yeah I’ve been here before
And I can find my way home
Backtrack the path until I find
Crumbs back to my piece of mind
So hard to search, so hard to try
(Hard pressed from depression)
But I’ll press on
I know I’ve felt this way before
But this time I know the road
I know my way home
Home to the love and the warmth
Home to a reminder of what it’s all worth
What it’s all been for
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Mantra
02:03
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Like paint spilled on a weathered canvas
Lines change, bleed, rearrange
With your understanding
Grabs your head and forces your focus
The things you hide and leave unnoticed
Begin to flood before your eyes
All your faults amplify.
I can’t keep running
I can’t keep numbing myself
I can’t
I can
I need to be here for it
Mantra repeated
Tell me again and again
I can’t
I can
I need to be here for it
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