1. |
Solitary Pt. 1
05:08
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Listen! I don’t want to hear
Your lies ’bout a god in here
Who’s it gonna be?
Who’s it gonna be?
Black talk, how it may have been
what now, as i’ve lost the key
Where’s this gonna lead?
Where’s this gonna lead?
I’ve realised
some sudden ghost will never lift the skies
off to the library
groom steals a kiss from every girl he sees
let’s embrace the everyday
while you’ve dismissed the street
i always longed for its head on a plate
son, bring home what we have sawn
let me clean your hands off the blood you spilled at dawn
all these tears
all those years
where’s this gonna lead?
can’t recall
him at all
who’s it gonna be?
how come it feels so useless
to call your name?
what’s left of what they call our saviour?
it echoes in my head
a faked smile, pointless chat
where’s this gonna lead?
who’s it gonna be?
Listen! I don’t want to hear
Your lies ’bout a god in here
Who’s it gonna be?
Who’s it gonna be?
Black talk, how it may have been
what now, as i’ve lost the key
Where’s this gonna lead?
Where’s this gonna lead?
Dim lights, all i’ve seen in years
Nothing, to call hopes and fears
where’s this gonna lead?
Who’s it gonna be?
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2. |
Solitary Pt. 2
07:51
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as the seasons change
the sailors have dug up our graves
one by one, by now it seems
the sailors have dug up our graves
now it’s far too late to begin
my whole lifestory again
all treasures that i had found
still buried underground
still buried underground
with the face of a machine
the beast dreams of what it longs to be
if only had it seen
the wars fought under its paw
waking up to sounds of pain,
we couldn’t help but close our eyes
before the green of spring arrives
roaming waves will flood all land,
but we couldn’t help but save our lifes.
the sirens called us from the sea
at last one questions remains:
who will lead us in the underwood?
who will solace the ones who remain?
i don’t mean to defend the devil.
and i know there’s nothing true.
there’s nothing i can think of
that i wouldn’t trade for you
so here’s what little that i have
you can wait for me to take it back.
there’s really nowhere i want to be
but no matter how far away
i’ll pay the price
i’ll pay the price
solemn times,
laughing and smiling and dancing
but only memories
a distant light
that tries to hide
whenever i feel like
there’s no reason
to carry on
wandering and wondering
how all of this
turns to shit
making me wish for
solemn times,
laughing and smiling and dancing
but only memories
a distant light
that tries to hide
the horrors of today
it’s time to turn the tides
we all gave our best to defend what is left
but nothing, nothing was made to last
we’re born to be washed away and fade out in the waves
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