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Better the Devil
03:46
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Well, am I idle?
and do I only occupy myself?
Can I satisfy my aching mind
inventing sorrow in these lines?
‘Cause I don’t have to feel like this.
When I’m in awe of everything,
I see myself in negative.
It could be simple, so serene
We could be more than this
Better the devil you just sink
into your apathy.
Catastrophe’s lying in wait
and I don’t seem the same
(and I won’t seize the day)
What is the life that you want to lead,
Just say carpe diem
it won't save you.
Just seize the day, exalt your fate
(Or don’t do anything?)
I’m on my own
(Please come back home)
You know I can’t
(You know I know)
Please, tell me something new,
or something boring and mundane
like - how are you, and how’s your day?
Look, you’re going off again
(Don’t be the monster in your bed,
the giant slumbers ‘til it’s dead)
Don’t be the monster in your bed,
You are the nightmare in your head.
Better the devil you just sink
into your apathy.
Catastrophe’s lying in wait
and I don’t seem the same
(and I won’t seize the day)
What is the life that you want to lead?
Carpe diem,
Pray for change, exalt your fate
(Or don’t do anything?)
Circled inside my mind,
locked within my head.
Spending too long inside,
I’ve spent too long in here.
Well, can I face this?
Can I face everything,
and break the circle that I made,
break the circle that I made.
Has the circle come undone?
Have you already won?
Has the circle come undone?
Nobody’s won.
(nobody’s won)
It’s getting tiresome and irritating just presuming the morning will bring sunshine and rainbows and solve all of your problems for you. Can’t you just get up get and over it, and tell yourself you really need to move beyond it. The devil’s back is turned but you sit and you stare and do nothing. You can’t change him. You won’t change.
better the devil you sink into your apathy
better the devil you don’t do anything
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2. |
Enclosure
03:00
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Have the nerves got a hold of me again?
And is it fair enough to say
I’m in over my head?
My nail’s cut to the finger
as stress begins to linger
'cause my work has been mounting up again.
Instead I lay here thinking -
just flick the light switch
and go to bed,
and hesitate.
Am I afraid?
And have the nerves got a hold of me again?
Am I okay, with going wrong?
So am I disappointing you,
or do I make you proud?
Maybe if I just give myself a little break?
A little time to compensate?
A little lie so I can fake
building myself back up again?
My bed’s unmade,
and I think that I’ll leave it that way -
just mould into this mask again.
‘Cause I will show a false façade
and I will bear no battle scars
Am I afraid?
and have the nerves got a hold of me again?
Am I ashamed of doing fine?
So am I disappointing you,
or do I make you proud?
Maybe if I just give myself a little break?
A little time to compensate?
A little lie so I can fake
building myself back up again?
All you do is cut the slack.
Just give something back.
Just give something back.
I’ve given my all to this
and I’m not sure
what I’ve got left to give.
So break your back.
I'll bend with my spine
and keep struggling.
I'll search, I will scramble
this long-broken barrel.
Until then, I can't rest?
So am I disappointing you,
or do I make you proud?
Maybe if I just give myself a little break?
A little time to compensate?
A little lie so I can fake
building myself back up again?
Am I afraid?
And have the nerves got a hold of me again?
I've given my all to this
and I'm not sure
what I've got left to give.
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3. |
I Hope You Know
03:44
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Do you still not see what you left in me?
Your words still shape me,
my mind can’t break this twisted memory.
So take this melody and mould it,
and shape a destiny
(in all you see)
And I hope you know that I am trying.
I hope you know that there is so much time left
(In all this difference and imprecision,
a chance for me, a chance for you.)
I know you know there’s a place for the ones like us
‘Cause we kept hanging on.
I’m emotionless to all your tired judgement
Sick of resurrecting all my fears
That I still wear from all those years
But I can't seem to shake this past from me
Or present a life in evergreen
Please take me back to the start
So I can tell myself not to write myself out
of those books I haven't read,
my mind's obsessed
but I’m still a mess
(I can’t mess this up again)
Will you believe in me,
and have faith in those words that leave my lips?
I wish I didn't hold on to yours,
I wish you never said them at all,
well wishing’s pointless
(well wishing’s pointless)
Please take me back to the start
(back to the start)
To where it all went wrong.
Well can I make it right?
(you were always wrong)
Well can I even try?
Can I even try?
(you were always wrong)
And still I hope you know
oh yeah I hope you know that I'm trying
(my mind’s obsessed and I’m still a mess)
I hope that you know, I've been doing great lately.
The fact still remains, words don't matter to me anyway,
I'll make my life stand evergreen
knowing that I gave it something.
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4. |
Landing Light
03:53
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So can I put my key into this
aging lock on this
seventh numbered door
when I don’t pick up the phone?
(I’m alone)
And I call when you’re not home?
(You’re still there)
I am neither here nor there,
and I watch as these things
they still don’t change.
Will you let me reverse this decay?
(Can I rejoin the fray?)
And I still feel the echo in this hallway,
a spirit that surrounds me,
a ghost that still is haunting you.
Maybe that’s why you still
leave the light on for me?
But please know you can move on with me.
A systematic outlook,
insincerity, or overlooking
happenstances,
second glances,
forcing open questions -
I have tried it all.
But have I tried everything?
I do not know this phantom,
but did I let this happen?
Did I let this happen?
It's not faking stability
If it's what you feel inside
And if trying's all you can do
Then there is something that I must know,
That there is a way
To move on from all of this
To move on and still come back without it
breaking me.
This could all be so easy.
This could all be so easy.
It could all be so easy.
It could all be so easy.
I still feel the echo in this hallway
a spirit that surrounds me
a ghost that will be with me always.
I don’t know why,
is that the reason that you
still leave this light on for me?
Please, just move on with me.
(leave it on for me)
Please just move on with me
‘Cause it could all be so -
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5. |
Mea Culpa
03:13
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Always culpable,
wasted inside my skull,
Did I let you down again?
And do I always let you down?
Now should I
say I’m sorry
say I’ll change and
say I’m not indifferent, and not complacent.
I hope I say the right things.
Not solemn, or grandiose,
Prosaic or overblown -
to justify uncertainties,
should I say anything at all?
Mea culpa, I am human
Broken, breathless
bruised, on borrowed time //
apologetic, unpoetic, still so fallible.
Are we incomplete together?
(We are imperfect together)
Mea culpa, I am moving
from this self-reproach.
Will you take me as I am?
Make do and mend
these passing hours.
Embed ourselves in flowers,
we’re all caught up in thorns.
We are withdrawn, we are scorned
by our reflections,
and the eyes that stare back
the truths we invent
Mea culpa, I am human
Broken, breathless
bruised, on borrowed time.
Apologetic, unpoetic, still so fallible.
Are we incomplete together.
We are imperfect together
Mea culpa, I am moving
from this self-reproach.
I wanted kindness to save us,
for dreams to sustain us.
Instead of stumbling,
just slumbering
and drifting into doubt.
It’s my fault
it’s my fault
it’s my most grievous fault
I say sorry
Say sorry
I am always sorry
I’m done with feeling sorry
We are incomplete together
We are imperfect together
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6. |
Feathers
02:03
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You are the artwork,
make yourself out of clay.
You’re not the object
of mother’s dismay.
Turn the sky into silver,
and live without a filter,
keep your heart in both hands,
You know, you taught me to stand?
Taught me to stand on my own.
You know, you taught me to stand?
Taught me to own who I am.
So don’t give up growing wings
Rise above each and everything
Don’t give up on your wings
Don’t give up.
Don't give up.
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