1. |
A Parody Of...
05:09
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It's safe to to say my brain has blown inside my head,
When the dust sets I'll be me again, or maybe I could change my name and learn to live with the common men. The ones that beg. The ones that steal. The ones that learnt how to feel nothing.
What's the difference anyway? The motivation? We all end up the same when living's just a waiting game.
Make sure your pictures stay in frame.
The cheapest imitation of the things that happened yesterday; we're all the same.
So when preaching to the choir leaves with more to be desired just let it go. I'm doing all that is required of me why am I still trying to
Break through the hardest exteriors to find we're all inferior in our heads? Does it make it any easier if everyone agrees with you?
It's such a shame, I'm a parody of the man I'm supposed to be.
Take the things that burn inside you, scream them out and feel it in your soul.
I feel safe every now and then when there's a life and a screen and a place in-between. Am I bored or am I boring? Selfish or self aware? Broadcast every thought in the hope that there's someone who cares.
If it came down to the wire trust the ones that you have time for catch your fall.
Do you think they're growing tired of you, constantly they're trying to
Break through the hardest exterior to find you're just inferior in your head? Would it make it any easier if everyone agreed with you?
It's such a shame, we're a parody of the people we hoped we'd be.
Take the things that burn inside you, scream them out and feel it in your soul.
Learn to let go of things you don't know.
Take things that burn inside you, scream them out and feel it in your soul.
I'm just sorry if I made you worry, didn't mean to upset anybody.
But when you break through this fragile exterior and find out what you see in me is dead it won't make it any easier to bury this and free myself.
Such a shame. Yes it's agony, it's not how it's supposed to be.
Take the things that burn inside you, scream them out and feel it in your soul.
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2. |
Eat Away At My Heart
03:32
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If I couldn't sleep I'd probably start a fire beneath my soul so I could dream.
That's how I learnt to see. Submit myself to all the cruelest sights that let you eat away at my heart.
Take my sight, take my senses altogether; hope it leaves you feeling better when you call.
I felt cheap, even when I claimed back all you stole so I could free the child I used to be. We found our bodies shutting down, accepting our defeat. Back to the start.
Take my sight, take my senses altogether; hope it leaves you feeling better when you call. I gave it my all, was that just the version I was living? I told myself that I was done with giving up.
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3. |
Dread
03:44
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On an anxiety trip, I've got this feeling my brain won't let it slip.
My feet are glued to the floor, I've got too much but I'm always needing more.
I would die for the chance to feel alive.
I can't stop myself from calling you.
Just another long night to get through.
Yeah, I've got a lot to explain.
Yeah, made all the same mistakes.
Full of hate, full of existential dread, full of words I never said.
You can't go back.
Can't control my health from falling through
Just another long night needing you
Full of hate, full of existential dread, full of words I never said.
You can't go back.
I tried to find myself but I found someone else and now I know I'm out of time.
If I could find myself, like everybody else I'd take it slow. Is that a crime?
I couldn't trust myself, or anybody else. I'm paranoid.
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4. |
Blood and Stone
04:58
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Pray forgiveness, bury all the hatchets.
Just hope our father gets some sleep at night.
Light your candles, throw away the matches.
Your saint's a statue but it never sees the light.
Blood and stone.
Everything you wanted? Move on.
Something that you needed? Long gone.
Phoned in, amateur dramatics.
So much to see through, you still read your lines.
Resentment digs in and it scratches.
Does it still help you when you see past the lies?
Everything you wanted? Move on.
Something that you needed? Long gone.
You sit and you stare at a map and you declare, you'd be happy ruling there. But your kingdom weeps, it's monochrome. So you colour in the grey, but the colours fade away. What's gold without a throne?
Blood and stone.
Everything you wanted? Move on.
Something that you needed? Long gone.
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5. |
Anacrusis
04:09
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I am seeping through the cracks, this is my 13th meltdown.
Left me out in the bright lights, I'm shaking through these winter nights and I'm never warming up.
Guess we're safer in line. (You better know your place)
I've got to face it, my body's wasted it's spine. (Where do we go? Nobody knows, my friend.)
So what if I said this was fine? Honestly I meant it at the time.
Tell yourself that you've been trying by writing thoughts in chorus and rhyme.
Sinking deeper underground, don't pull me up I'll bring you down with me.
In this hole that I have found, my heart beat is the only sound keeping me alive.
I've got to face it, my blood is wasted.
So what if I said this was fine? Honestly I meant it at the time.
Tell yourself that you've been trying by writing thoughts in chorus and rhyme.
They say try not to let it bring you down.
But I can't fight that weight when it's around.
I am seeping through the cracks, this is my 13th meltdown.
So what if I said this was fine? Honestly I meant it at the time.
Tell yourself that you've been trying by writing thoughts in chorus and rhyme.
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6. |
Doom In Your Head
04:43
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Is your time running out?
Or are you just counting down?
Did you just give up the fight?
So tired of being around.
Well they wired you up and put you in this bed,
And they fixed your heart but not the doom in your head.
You think you're full of sin.
But you're still living.
Those nights spent in that house.
Stayed up to hear your breathing, can't trust myself with sleeping.
You thought you'd get me out.
That fragile thing we're seeking won't cure these empty feelings.
So why'd you fill me with doubt?
I need the past back now.
It's such an awful sight
To see you in that gown.
Let me know when you're able to speak.
I wish I told you you're not weak.
I wish I told you everything.
Those nights spent in that house.
Stayed up to hear your breathing, can't trust myself with sleeping.
You thought you'd get me out.
That fragile thing we're seeking won't cure these empty feelings.
Save yourself from all you've done.
Nothing's lost and nothing's won.
Please don't lose yourself again.
You always break before you bend.
Those nights spent in that house.
Stayed up to hear your breathing, can't trust myself with sleeping.
You thought you'd get me out.
That fragile thing we're seeking won't cure these empty feelings.
And if this turns around;
Just focus on your healing, we'll have more time for speaking.
Don't get complacent now.
Your heart has changed it's beating, a change of heart's worth needing.
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7. |
Hungry Eyes
04:36
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We said we'd drawn the last line, we made all our intentions clear.
What better time than now? What better place to die than here?
But I'm not giving this up.
We said we’d drawn the last line.
Hungry eyes surround me, they're starving.
They feed on your insides. No warning, it's happening.
The sheep caught out in the landslide, they suffocate themselves in fear.
But when the wolves are thirsty, the herd serve them up their blood and tears.
But I'm not sipping from that cup.
We’re caught out in the landslide.
Hungry eyes surround me, they're starving.
They feed on your insides. No warning, it's happening.
Feeding lies; they deceive from the tree.
The fruit's been cast aside. They're planting seeds in your mind.
The paradise they promised you has withered away.
The borders that set us back get stronger every day.
And if they lead our humanity astray, then I hope that I don't have to live long enough to see their masochistic ways.
Lock me up and throw away the key.
Pack my bags I'm ready to leave.
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8. |
Passer-by
03:25
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I am not afraid, I am just alone. I never raised my voice so please don't take that tone. I am just a passer-by; someone that you've outgrown.
I'm not someone you hated, just someone to pass the time. I never asked how you're feeling, you say that you're feeling fine. I am just a passer-by; a footnote in your design.
Take your dead.
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9. |
On & On
03:17
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I set myself alight. I can't stop singing about fire.
Overdramatic you say? I have a feeling you may be right.
But all my heroes; they write songs for the ones they admire. At the end of the day they're never the ones that pay the price.
We all sit on this world alone, we just wanted to sing along. Thought you were god raging on and on and on.
Mr. Emotional with a heart that's on your sleeve, but we all see right past your conceit. There's nobody that doesn't know.
We all sit on this world alone searching for somewhere that we belong. We watch it spin it goes on and on and on and on.
Mr. Emotional with a heart that's on your sleeve, but we all see right past your conceit. There's nobody that doesn't know.
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10. |
The Distance
04:10
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I'd keep you close to my head, but my heart hates the distance. Found the road but there's something in the way.
You made your home in our bed, 'cause you can't face existence. Things will soon get much better so they say.
I'm not home.
When your strength finds it's end, hope you find your persistence. The greatest things were never built in a day.
I'm not home.
We were never happy here, could we wait another long year?
If we break when we bend, could we ease our resistance?
So tired of always speaking in clichés.
I'm not home.
We were never happy here, could we wait another long year?
It's your mind, it's your health.
Please be kind to yourself.
Comfort's an illusion you can't fake.
Staying here would be a mistake.
I can't be the one to change your ways.
Only you can let yourself be saved.
I'm not home.
We were never happy here, could we wait another long year?
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11. |
Further Down
04:11
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I threw my body in a body of water and tied my limbs up tight in the hope that you would somehow teach yourself to swim.
You took it all out on a reflection of a person staring back at you like there was something they should do.
We threw our hobbies and our best intentions from a great great height and we asked ourselves why it fell.
Bought a headstone and it opens like a book full of the chances and advice I never took. Into the unknown; it's the last place that you look for anything you need.
Find your peace of mind, or take a piece of mine; watch it fade away. Sinking to the ground, taking us further down.
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12. |
take, take, take.
02:32
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Take yourself out of it. Take advantage of the circumstances, take your cut and run.
They take your time, take your money. They take out all the fun.
They'd take the shirt right off your back if they could, take blood right from your arm.
Shake off every word they said to you.
Take the knights, take the pawns, take the kings and flip the board.
Take their beds off the street, yeah who cares if they eat? Make sure they sing our songs.
Take a chemical Judas, try to induce us. It's taking far too long.
Take a pill.
Shake off every word they said to you.
Take the things that burn inside you, scream them out and feel it in your soul.
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Wallflower UK
Wallflower are a band from the South of England.
Pre-Orders for their debut LP 'Teach Yourself To Swim' are available at wallflowerband.com
Releasing 05/06/2020
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