1. |
Retrospect
04:03
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My bloodshot eyes, they call to you
Paralyzed, black and blue
I was left for dead
Stuck in my head
Trapped, buried alive
I've met my demise
Now I'm just trying to find my way out
Oh, just to feel your hand in mine
And lead you through the light
If I could walk along your side
Tonight
Wishing you could hear all the things that I can't say
Or read between the lines when I say that I'm okay
I'm tired of being alone through this
I'm tired of being alone through this
Oh, just to feel your hand in mine
And lead you through the light
If I could walk along your side
Tonight
Has this been getting the better part of me?
It has been
I'm sick and tired of being alone
Has this been getting the better part of me?
It has been
I'm sick and tired of being alone
Oh, just to feel your hand in mine
And lead you through the light
If I could walk along your side
Tonight
Oh, just to feel your hand in mine
And lead you through the light
If I could walk along your side
Tonight
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2. |
Match Made in Hell
04:00
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Those friends, those friends of yours are monsters
But somehow you still think that you're a saint
When you at yourself in the mirror
Fighting what is insecure
How you'd miss that you're so vain?
Well I guess you hit it off
So I'll let you two get comfortable making us all miserable
So I guess I'm better off
With your lack of self-control your image is getting harder to uphold
Your friends, your friends think you're a monster
But somehow you still think that you're a saint
Some days I think that you are too then I remember I'm dead to you
Some days you're so two faced it's like I don't know who I'm talking to
Well I guess you hit it off
So I'll let you two get comfortable making us all miserable
So I guess I'm better off
With your lack of self-control your image is getting harder to uphold
We'll watch you destroy each other
We can't take this any longer
Well I guess you hit it off
So I'll let you two get comfortable making us all miserable
So I guess I'm better off
With your lack of self-control you're not the person that I used to know
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3. |
Backburner
03:37
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Wasn't everything you told me just precaution
To everything I knew I never wanted
Nothing's gonna change the things I disregarded
Despite that you're bad news I might have faith left in you
Although you're filled with self-abuse, I think you might still be of
Use me anyway that you need
I never made myself a priority
You told me things I didn't want to hear
You took a chance and came out in the clear
Now this is so far gone
Can't you see that something's wrong?
This situation is too far gone
Despite that you're bad news I might have faith left in you
Although you're filled with self-abuse, I think you might still be of
Use me anyway that you need
I never made myself a priority
Use me anyway that you need
I never made myself a priority
Wasn't everything you told me just an option
Away from things I knew I never wanted
Thanks to you I'm right back to where I started
Use me anyway that you need
I never made myself a priority
Use me anyway that you need
I never made myself a priority
You made me realize how often people lie
What's hospitality when you drain me emotionally?
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