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Obsolete
04:29
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(Ronnie)
Sick and tired of being parasite
I have sweet dreams of suicide.
Fuck the whole human race.
I'm killing all faces you adore.
We are Obsolete.
(Caleb)
As if one more day could make this last,
I'll never forget the way hollow voices laugh
And you can pretend it never mattered at all.
A hollow god laughs at my selfish walls.
We are obsolete.
(Caleb)
I want the sun to swallow me.
I want to die in desolation.
There is no fall from grace.
There is no leaving this cold place.
There is no fall from grace.
There is no leaving this cold place.
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Impurist
04:41
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(Caleb)
I seek the failure in our existence,
I crave weaknesses and sickness.
I am broken glass,
I remain like stained glass.
My thoughts are written like a suicide note,
But I could have exhaled when I chose to choke
I wanted to give more than I thought I had.
I wanted to give this world,
more than I thought I had.
We wrote on the wall while we watched it burn,
"Give yourself but die before they touch you."
I have no feeling left in this life.
I have no feeling left in this life.
I have no feeling left in this life.
I only live to mend my wounds still mending.
There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm in hell and I'm still descending.
I am the impurist.
I am the impurist,
I am the impurist,
I am the impurist.
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Echoes Through The Storm
06:01
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(Ronnie)
Trapped and lost,
Left to question my mortality,
Echoes through the storm remind me,
I am not alone.
White out the sun, bring me closer to the moon.
God let gravity take me.
God let gravity take me.
I march through with pride.
I will leave legacy.
True meaning of life,
Your truth is dead to me.
Swallow my ego, spit out into hell.
I've killed my inner child,
Just to cover up the blood.
The snow beneath my feet, reminds me of the seasons change.
I march through with pride.
I will leave legacy.
True meaning of life,
I'm ready to die.
Your truth is dead to me.
(Caleb)
I am a hollow corpse with a heartbeat,
Running from the truth with thorns in my feet.
I am a hollow corpse with a heartbeat
Running from the truth with thorns in my feet.
My friends stopped calling when I stopped speaking,
The weight shed from my bones when I stopped eating.
The rain became soothing when I stopped crying,
The end was so beautiful as I learned to love dying,
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