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Visitor
02:02
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i looked through all the books, tired of complacency
gambling with lives and money i don't have
i am standing here not far away from you
thinking there's a plan there's not much we can do
i am standing here not far away from you
let's execute it now, our chance has gone somehow
in my hometown now i'm a visitor
i lose my way it's not my home
looking at this shit someone has called home
remembering in this? you are so alone
i am standing here not far away from you
it costs a million dollars, i'm glad i'm not alone
in my hometown i'm now a visitor
i lose my way, it's not my home
everyone i meet is now my inquisitor
they eye me up motives unknown
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2. |
Never Sleep
02:44
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try and take a nap if thats ok with you
suddenly wake up with noise and shadows
i can't get back to sleep and thats a tragedy
walking on my floor as popcorn rattles
it rattles, it rattles, it rattles, rattles
i can't wake up any more
and you cannot tell me we will never get to sleep
and all the world is meaning more, the less i get to see
laying in this dream state, impossible to sleep
the more my mind is thinking more, the less the less i see
if things get worse the world i mean
just don't awaken me
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All My Mistakes
02:45
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they don't look at me the same way they see you
i am quiet now but it's time i told the truth
it's hard to feel special when you're so underemployed
and sitting doing nothing is the one thing you enjoy
you hear all my mistakes i recorded in one take
whats the point in going back to mix it?
when you're sitting looking back and you haven't seen mistakes
and everything's erased after you fix it
they don't look at me the same way they see you
you hear all my mistakes i recorded in one take
whats the point in going back to fix it
no ones gonna hear it and you just passed middle age
and everything's erased when you finally mix it
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Dead Inside
01:18
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is it so hard keeping it all inside?
not telling the truth but not telling lies?
I should tell you, i can't decide
my wasted youth, am i even alive?
i can trust you, i don't have to hide
nowhere to go, but no reason to lie
i'm feeling dead inside
what could i have done besides?
everything i've done i don't even try
i don't even try
i don't even try
i'm feeling dead inside
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