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Inhale
04:39
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Where do you run to?
Well I thought you would be afraid
You're always hoping, but it's only hoping
The clock is ticking away
And all the time that you should've spent running
You spent holding your tongue
And now the snakes have got your scent
God takes the form of a shotgun
She sings (my siren girl)
She kills (and she does it so well)
And this is me drifting away
And if we don't get out of the deep end soon, I'm not sure we ever will
And I caught a glimpse of the east coast
And I found myself locked in a stare
And I dug up the thoughts that brought me here
And found that they were never really there
Found the past that had quickly caught up to me
And the fire that faded away
I guess all that I needed was just one breath
But it's taken me so long to take
Well I've been here before
And it still strikes me the same
I almost drowned in your caution
But gave the word anyway
I'd fall asleep in your arms
Before I shed a single tear for the rest
But I'm not okay
Breathe in and forget me
Breathe in and forget
Breathe in.
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This Wreck will Sail
03:35
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You're not gonna waste it
You've got one left in the chamber and the devils knocking at your door
Shake, breaking a cool cool sweat
But this is what you were made for
I've been running on empty, bout time I grew some wings
Bout time we got a little reckless
Bout time we shut our mouths
You keep yelling, and they're bound to find you
It's bad for business, get to the back of the line
Line up at county, who's to say what's calming your nerves
Your conscience clears so easy, we were made to ruin each other
There's fire left in those eyes
There's hell to pay as a fine
I found forgiveness, on the beggars trail
With God as my witness, this wreck will sail
I rode the ocean, I scratched the rails
The winds of doom are screaming now
And they never fail.
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To Hell & Halfway Back
02:11
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Is that the best you've got
Can you rain hell or not
There's a much wider firing range this time
Who's ass is gonna burn?
Feels like it's been weeks since we've been freaking out
Again and again and again
I swear to God I must have crossed that line
A thousand fucking times
I guess I forgot how it feels to tear the flesh from bone when I say;
It ain't much to be a taxman
When the city's got nothing left to burn
Fist fight on the Danforth subway
Some punks got a lesson to learn
That horse is dead, stop beating him
Lock up the rich, free criminals.
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