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Technicolor
03:30
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If you were saved by an ounce of what I gave, well that's all I really wanted.
When we are shaped by the sounds and shades of truth, the colors never fade.
Sending whispers throughout the walls of my cave.
Setting sun, crush all my fears.
Chanting whispers escalate hesitation.
If you erased the artificial safety, you'd find what you really wanted.
If you replaced the black and white with truth, you'd finally come to life.
Manifest the tasteless hypocrites. Is this what you really pay for?
Watch it crumble around, burning to the ground. Embrace a new sound.
Sending whispers throughout the walls of my cave.
Setting sun, crush all my fears.
Chanting whispers escalate hesitation.
All this time they spent trying to sell their skin. They'll fade sooner or later.
Chanting whispers escalate hesitation. Crush all my fears.
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My Exorcist
03:58
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I heard them in the halls, plot to take my body. They walked through my bedroom walls, called me by name, and spoke to me.
"We will drain the strength you've shown and the future you are owed."
My old friend, I'm a little lost.
They pushed my faith to bend, and I have paid the cost.
I watched the leeches bleed you of your charming glow.
When your demons come out to play, are they home to stay?
I took her to my home to prove I wasn't dreaming. They caught the scent of her innocence. Then her name's what they were screaming.
"We will claim the girl you know and the future she is owed."
They will host the body of a boy who will never deserve her. A body full of bones that deserve to fucking break.
My old friend, I'm a little lost.
They pushed my faith to bend, and I have paid the cost.
I watched the leeches bleed you of your charming glow.
When your demons come out to play, are they home to stay?
Be my exorcist and I'll be yours.
Extracting every one of our demons until our bonds to them are torn.
Be my exorcist and I'll be yours.
Adopting every one of your demons until my body runs its course.
I'll always be yours.
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Wet Noose
03:31
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Skin is never hard to come by. Grab your coat and take her home.
I just want your arms around me. Be my psychosexual.
I'm not trying to fill my void, no.
I'm just looking to kill some time.
All I really want is to touch your skin when innocence is hard to come by. Innocence is hard.
Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife. Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows. Gallows.
I can't bear to mask the absence of her touch with imposing fingers.
She touched my lips as I clenched her hips. She never looked so beautiful.
All I really want is to touch your skin when innocence is hard to come by. Innocence is hard.
Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife. Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows. Gallows.
I'm not trying to fill my void, no.
I'm just looking to kill some time.
All I really want is to touch your skin when innocence is hard to come by. Innocence is lost.
Innocence is fucking lost.
Gutted youth, throat pressed to the knife. Clean shot cracks that bone.
Anchored noose, tossed beyond the shallows. Gallows.
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Evermore
04:23
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You run your fingers through my hair. I'm touching every inch of your skin. The comfort is enough to save us.
If the ocean's arms wrap around me, I'll see you on the shore. Grab my hand before the water comes to wash me away, wash me away.
I'd sink to the bottom if that could save you, for the gift that you have given.
Your love has come to wash me away, wash me away.
Every word. Evermore.
If the ocean's arms wrap around me, I'll see you on the shore. Grab my hand before the water comes to wash me away, wash me away.
I'd sink to the bottom if that could save you. I'll miss your salted skin.
Your love has come to wash me away, wash me away.
Every word. Evermore.
Infinite beauty, immortalized in history.
Infinite beauty, you save me from these dark waters, from this dark world.
If the ocean's arms wrap around me, I'll see you on the shore. Grab my hand before the water comes to wash me away, wash me away.
I'd sink to the bottom if that could save you. I'll miss your salted skin.
Your love has come to wash me away.
If you're void of answers and your soul has become lost, I will save you. I will carry you away.
If you're void of a balance, before you stumble and you fall, I will catch you, forever sing your name.
If you're void of answers and your soul has become lost, I will save you. I will carry you away.
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Car Crash
04:15
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To the times we were dancing, at that spot just beyond the pines.
18 years not fit to align with the immortal sting of the moonlight
Did I bury you in the quarry twisted in the tangled cars?
You're still with me wherever I go. I wear you in every scar.
Peel my burning skin. Spirits sing "whoa".
Mark me for all my sins. I'm alone.
I'm comatose. I'm caught between life and death, and every day is a fight for my soul.
My mind keeps playing the same scene where my demons laugh and taunt me. I never thought I would give in to these ghosts I don't believe.
Peel my burning skin. Spirits sing "whoa".
Mark me for all my sins. I'm alone.
I was hoping I could call this coffin my only home. It's the only space I want to grow.
We laid to rest the dreams that you will never know and the children you'll never hold.
We'll never know.
And in that moment it hit me, and I remembered everything you said that night. I made it out alive while the life left your eyes. No goodbye.
Peel my burning skin. Spirits sing "whoa".
Call me for what I am. I'm alone. I am alone.
I was hoping I could call this coma my only home. It's the only place I've come to know.
We laid to rest the dreams that you will never know and the children you'll never hold.
We'll never know.
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Ghost Atlas Birmingham, Alabama
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