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Low Armaments
04:54
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Posters saying, please don't take me down
Things will turn around here, I've borrowed your hope
Trembling but detect a change in your steps
Your compromised stance, we're slow to invest
Take my aid as, a solid defense
Some presence can give, somebody a chance, a fighting chance
Bullets loosely, fitted in a warm patch closing in on us
Not suffering, no not suffering
Draw back too quick, we cannot retreat from who we really are
Not suffering, no not suffering
Call me out and gladly I will meet you out on this road
See your eyes, your side, your fear, and then surrender my own
Hold your cause, your mortal logic to the teeth, I raise my voice
Now finding resolve
Fixed on trophies, now
I'm thinking on friends, some don't believe they're, even inside my head
Say your prayers and start telling your son, I've been a bit wrong
You shouldn't just run away, run away
Bullets loosely, fitted in a warm patch closing in on us
Not suffering, no not suffering
Draw back too quick, we cannot retreat from who we really are
Not suffering, no not suffering
Call me out and gladly I will meet you out on this road
See your eyes, your side, your fear, and then surrender my own
Hold your cause, your mortal logic to the teeth, I raise my voice
Now finding resolve
I'm finding, if we just stop, just stop, just stop
Running from the things that we
From the things that we are
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Casualties
04:33
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Maybe it was the lies I told
That we both took as truth
Everything that I gave, for us, was never meant for you
But if there is a chance that you, believe what we once knew
Tell me now
Everybody around, could see, what we refused to see
I just couldn't believe that you, ever believed in me
In another life, I'd stay, but would you feel the same
Tell me now
Sifting through memories we've drawn the scenes
That some call casualties
Pictures of our (dreams)
Piles of eyes are waiting at the door, and they want something more
But this belongs to us
You made me feel alive, I broke, the walls that held me in
Every time that we touched, I felt, my life could now begin
So if there is a chance that you, believed what we once knew
Tell me now
Sifting through memories we've drawn the scenes
That some call casualties
Pictures of our (dreams)
Piles of eyes are waiting at the door, and they want something more
They want something more (but this belongs to us)
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Dear Lewis Fry
03:46
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Dear Lewis Fry I'm calling out for blood
Show me the numbers to this plague of love
A pacifist, not I, a catalyst, I'll try to rid this place of selfishness
They say the hearts of man can conquer all
Sometimes we learn so much when we fall
Trying to believe that there is something to become
When everything's gone, I will stand before you
With my guns upon the floor, it was all an act for you
I've bunkered down in this old town, for reasons that I
Should now say and share with you
Beyond the field I must, disclose a little trust
And closure for your troubled mind
They say the hearts of man can conquer all
Sometimes we learn so much when we fall
Trying to believe that there is something to become
When everything's gone, I will stand before you
With my guns upon the floor, it was all an act for you
This armistice is not for lost
I'm reaching out across the deadly cost
And every thing we've waged, I must stop and say
It was all an act for you
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White Flag
04:17
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Here we are now, brittle sticks blowing in the wind
The current sweeps us out into the haze
Take a large bow, you're a player on the biggest stage and
Everyone's awaiting your escape
In your fragile state
I'm telling you there's never been moment
A time that I have wanted more, in this crazy existence
I've patiently been stuck inside a suicide
When it's finally over, I came out alive
You know that I've never been the kind to fall the victim
And I have tried to change your mind, I swear
But you seem to think I'm lying, I'm just wasting all your time
And everyone is waiting for you fall
I'm not waiting at all
I'm telling you there's never been moment
A time that I have wanted more, in this crazy existence
I've patiently been trapped inside a box of lies
When it's finally open, I came out alive
I think you know, what's missing here
A shadow of a doubt
I think you know, what's missing here
A soul that's reaching out
I'm reaching out
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