1. |
Frame
01:24
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There isn’t a shroud of doubt
That I deserve this
I’m made of these things and
now they become my purpose
I moved every way i could,
toed every single line.
These moments that made me,
are growing in my spine.
An Underlying Hum.
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2. |
Cascade Of Doubt
02:56
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i’ve separated myself from
anything and everything
i live on the possibility
that things will ever change
i’m stuck in an endless moment,
and a hum persist
i’m stuck in an endless moment,
and the doubt persist
it’s a cascade of doubt, that runs my vision
it’s a moment of self that makes the division
i could’ve turned back and went the other way, but my gut told me where the cards needed to lay.
life’s dull blade
carves away at the bone
the constant hum
slowly fades to a drone
the pressure proceeds
and proceeds
but you can’t hurt
what won’t bleed.
maybe there’s a second chance
it’s good enough
i don’t wanna die like this
nothing leaves this room,
i’ve settled in, and now i’ll stew.
time screeches to a halt,
a need to point the blame,
and find the faults.
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3. |
Echo (ft. ghrins)
04:16
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this world, will leave me behind.
it waits for nobody.
the moments I used to define myself
feel like a vague vision
i’m turning into you,
just to hide from me.
my pain has been my equilibrium,
always to the point of concern.
my pain has been my justification,
always my point of return.
what defines me?
what defines you?
I hide behind a mask from the truth.
what defines me?
what defines you?
I’m crushed by the weight of my youth.
this world, will leave me behind.
it waits for nobody.
i shift the blame,
and push myself further away.
i can’t take a chance
when the chances lead to pain.
I choose to neglect,
I choose to ignore.
the further I push the further I am than before.
what defines me?
what defines you?
i’ve grown callused,
and further from the truth.
what defines me?
what defines you?
i fear the passing of my youth.
in a moments notice,
i could’ve changed.
but I felt myself
grow older with the stains.
the life I spent,
I don’t want it back.
I hold the power
when theres no God at my back.
this world will leave me behind, it waits for nobody.
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4. |
Power
04:29
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I could have the whole world,
and it isn’t enough.
I want power,
and all the things that God’s afraid to touch.
so deep in this crevice,
and i’m never coming out.
find comfort in its presence,
this world couldn’t spit me out.
Did I fall away from God
or did he fall away from me?
I chose myself,
became all I want to be.
it’s a glimpse of control that runs my vision.
it’s a moment self that made the decision.
strength.
I can almost taste it.
order.
it’s my way now.
power.
won’t ever face it.
force.
won’t tear it down.
all of these sanctions are ill defined,
what I am and will be is only mine.
try to take it but it sits in my spine.
what I am and will be is only mine.
power, power
strength when I bleed
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
power, power
become all I want to be.
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
the further I push, the further you fall
I see you weep, I feel nothing at all.
shift of control, everything to gain.
sift through the dirt, you only find pain.
power, power
strength when I bleed
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
power, power
become all I want to be.
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
I want control and
all it’s wills and Woes.
I want vengeance,
and all it’s remorseful throws.
touch the razors edge
and see the skin waiver.
i feel the weight of pride
turning to a savior
this being was made
a long time ago
ive peeled the wound
and I let it show.
change for better or worse,
perpetuate pain till the flesh meets earth.
Ive always been like this,
it sits in my skin.
reinvent myself,
won’t let you in.
you do all you can
I do all I want.
the things that make a man
the things that make a God.
power, power
strength when I bleed
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
power, power
become all I want to be.
power, power
now they hide their teeth.
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5. |
Nameless
04:00
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sit in the confines of solitude,
left to wither away.
i pull and pull
but the pain makes me stay.
admiration for the ones
i already doubt.
the words stuck between my lips,
I try to spit them out.
I’m stuck in a nameless place,
just a figure without a face.
nothing echoes in these halls,
talks of me fading away.
i slip further on and on,
but the pain makes me stay.
these towering idols crumble,
strength shifts to a stumble.
these blank walls,
pleas decay to a mumble.
these chains sit idly by,
while i wither in this space.
I’m stuck in a nameless place,
just a figure without a
I’m stuck in a nameless place,
just a figure without a face.
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6. |
110817
01:19
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you’ll beg, and no one hears it.
you’ll starve, and no one feels it
it’s just you and the dirt.
rot to learn you’re worth.
it doesn’t stop at pain.
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7. |
Drift Below
04:06
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absent thoughts,
a reality I can’t sustain.
i push myself in,
i hide from the blame.
among the mold
and behind the trees
i found the fragments
that made the better parts of me
pulled at the thread
ended up too deep
i see the clearing
there’s no outs for me
what’s ingrained in him
what meets the dirt
drift below,
just to feel the hurt
what makes them?
it makes me
no choices
i’m begging.
pulled at the thread
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8. |
Adrienne
02:03
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9. |
Pulling At A Thread
04:01
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my temple is made of glass, and bone.
pressure gives way to cracks, and stone.
my temple is made of glass and bone.
i’ll watch the earth swallow my home.
sift through the dirt,
to end up in my way.
under the nails,
the ground begs me to stay.
what do i inherit and what do I leave?
towers of sorrow live below my feet.
i moved every way i could, toed every single line.
the moments that made me, i’ve yet to define.
this hollow place, where i reflect.
the comings and going’s, never intersect.
my temple is made of glass, and bone.
pressure gives way to cracks, and stone.
my temple is made of glass and bone.
i’ll watch the earth swallow my home.
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10. |
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thought I knew better but,
i lost it on the path.
pride holds my place,
I’m never phasing back.
was it worth it?
to scratch passed the surface
was it worth it?
to draw my own curtains
dragged myself out of the light,
showed myself the truth.
pulled it out from under,
fell further down the chute.
had to see it all,
couldn’t be the fool.
wouldn’t fall in line,
robbed myself of all the tools.
a life time spent
hiding from the shame.
I pushed and pulled,
found myself closer to pain.
absent thoughts,
a reality I can’t sustain.
i push myself in,
i hold the blame.
in a moments notice,
i could’ve changed.
but, I felt myself grow older with the stains.
the life I spent,
I don’t want it back.
I hold the power when theres no God at my back.
blind to the crevice I dug myself in,
unknowingly robbed myself.
was it worth it?
to scratch passed the surface
was it worth it?
to draw my own curtains
was it worth it?
was it worth it?
the waves never take,
just wash away decay.
always a constant pulse,
never runs astray.
never so bad that the light won’t leak in,
never so bad that I say goodbye to my friends.
but it’s there,
underneath the surface.
hiding in the crevice,
waiting for the curtains.
chipping away and away,
slowly eroding day after day.
the walls i built, only grow.
the halls i built, dimly glow.
the waves i watched, only slow.
but, the light seeps in.
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11. |
An Underlying Hum
03:13
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did I fall away from God
or did he fall away from me?
I internalized myself
and became all I chose not to be.
it’s a cascade of doubt,
that runs my vision.
it’s a moment of self
that makes the division.
i could’ve turned back,
and went the other way.
but my gut told me
where the cards needed to lay.
it’s a second of relief,
it’s the to gun to my teeth
it’s An Underlying Hum
there isn’t a shroud of doubt
that I deserve this.
I’m made of these things,
and now they become my purpose.
i moved every way I could,
toed every single line.
the moments that made me,
are growing in my spine.
there is no second chance
not good enough
you’re gonna die like this
i’ll take,
till these last seconds,
I’ll wait for God
to answer every damn question.
If he made me,
why did i have to be like this?
the pain,
it’s in every fucking lesson.
ill hold this weight
till the very last message.
If he made me,
why did I have to be like this?
i’m stuck with myself
and that’s never been enough
im looking for a way out
and i’m losing touch
they never listened
always had a condition
it’s just an underlying hum.
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