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Lost at Sea (demo)
04:21
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Ghosts hide in walls. In the filthy hidden thoughts.
How foolish, to think they'd simply float way. / Like a ship in a bottle out in the open I'm lost at sea. These sails are set, wondering how to catch wind. I'm lost at sea. / "All hands on deck," at the captain's call. But no one came and it won't be the last time. The last time / Ghosts made the glass. This enclosure's holding fast. Both port and starboard, can't break free. I'm trapped / I fly the flag of a stagnant movement and as long as I'm at the helm it will stay this way. /Oh no, no I'm lost at sea, and until I break this glass so I'll be. And it won't be the last time. / I fly the flag as one who has lost his way. I couldn't break this glass if I tried. Until I fly the flag of the one who came and died. Captain of captains, set me free. Take back your ship, so undeserving. And I'll fly the flag I've so long forgotten. This is the resolution, this is our revolution. / So fly your flag like this is the last time sailing the open ocean.
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Royale w/ Cheese (demo)
05:04
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Slow down, I'm nearly lost now. In payment for the times I've fallen short / Sing it out, "The old is gone!" Shout it now, "The new has come! I have you now, and things will never be the same." / Darling know these words are not enough to tell you all this time you've never been alone. This solitude is not your own. Keep holding on. / Another cigarette and I thought I heard you singing again. You pretend everything's alright. No, you're not the first and I know it hurts but baby please just listen to me. It was never you're fault. Thanks God just by the hem of your cloth I'm cleansed of failure take me in. / Hope is never fading, or fleeting, or far away.
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Washes (demo)
05:24
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While the world is fading, all your lies creating
Dead space, in your eyes.
Love has come and Love has gone,
Sing your sorrowful songs,
with dead space in your eyes.
Lets not regret, and let's not forget you.
Just say the word, and I'll come crashing,
and reaching for you. These hands need washing,
Oh God I'm going down.
Oh my God, this can't be right
certain things inside of me.
Someday this all will stop.
Oh world, where is your prize?
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