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Vampyre
02:58
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No way out
I’ve been lying to myself
Crawling back
I know you’ll never help
Come through my skin
Ive been letting you dig in
Draw your fangs out
Leave that mark on my neck
Bleed me dry
Thin pale skin, dead white eyes
Come back around
My turn to taste your flesh now.
Turn back around
My turn to taste your neck now.
I don’t want to be ready to die
I’m sure as hell ready to come back to life
Keeping claws in a stick bone frame
Digging nails through my tidal wave brain
You feed, you feed upon me
I’m bloodsucked, can’t move my body
Soaked up every drop
Curb kicked like my sunken heart.
Draw your fangs out
Leave that mark on my neck
Bleed me dry
Thin pale skin, dead white eyes
Come back around
My turn to taste your flesh now.
Turn back around
My turn to taste your neck now.
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Ice Climbers
03:27
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Lay down, with someone else
Lined up, this won’t dissipate itself
Feel shame, another one
No pain, just coming Sun.
You keep climbing that mountain
I’ll keep looking for hands to hold.
Claws dig, all wrapped up
Lips spread, this all comes undone
Exit closed, gasoline soaked floor
Perfect lit match, locked door
When feeling stuck is better
Than being exposed and severed
Bow out, strike a pose
Leave stage left, curtain closed
I’m taking blame, saying names, never getting old
Fucking up, it seems to be my selling point. Sold.
You keep climbing that mountain
I’ll keep looking for hands to hold
I'm finding space in every thing that you say
Hidden words and notes you put on display
Like a puzzle piece, read between your mind games
Crippling thoughts to figure your way
Calling out the bad and throwing dirty words
Feeling out the sad and bottling your hurt.
I’ve got an eye for your faces
And it pains me to see it
Knowing I caused your tears
While I’m picking on your bad shit
Love, it’s only hard, when you reach too far
Life, it comes in parts, spitting fights with battle scars
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3. |
Garden
03:10
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Pull me from your side, I’m just the thorn you tuck away at night
Wide awake in your eyes, your sleep pattern just lies and lies and lies
Quickening breaths, no sign of rest, I’m just passing out
Deepening sick, you pull and I prick, we’re just lashing out
What do you think, what do you think about
Why even stay, why even stand in this crumbling house
What do you think, what do you think about
The walls are paper thin, so you dig right in
This is what it feels like to be used and snorted up
I’m just the pieces you’ve forgotten, crumbled, melted in your cup
Little bit left over, you know you’re missing but you can’t taste
I’m not your problem, not your worry, I’m just a waste
What do you think, what do you think about
Why even try, why even fight, the battles lost no surviving doubt
What do you think, what do you think about
The guns are smoking quick, so you pull and you pick
I am the droning you play inside your skull, when you can not concentrate
I am the substance planted in your ears while you think about what you hate
Is this growing up?
Learning no one really gives a fuck
About me or anything anymore
I'm the leftovers rotting at the door
What do you think, what do you think about
Why even stay, why even stand in this crumbling house
What do you think, what do you think about
Why even try, why even fight, the battles lost no surviving doubt
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4. |
Space
01:44
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Falling up, this gravity can’t take hold.
Falling out, dwelling on what you told.
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Pavement
02:38
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I keep stopping you from leaving
But maybe it’s better for you to go
I keep dragging your heart on the street
Gravel digging and filling in your ventricles.
Crystal clear, take me down pane by pain.
Feel it course, teach you remorse
Pumping too deep in a vein
you thought you closed off so long ago
Keeping that snake from your blood.
...And I sunk right in
My poison is spreading through
Capture every last ounce of you
So I’m keeping my loathing down
Just to hopefully keep you around
I’m bad for myself, how could I be any better for you?
I’m sorry for the way this has turned, I never meant to let you get burned
I lit this whole glass house and I’m watching it come down
With everything I left inside
My love, my pride.
My poison is spreading through
Capture every last ounce of you
So I’m keeping my loathing down
Just to hopefully keep you around
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Opiate
03:50
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Don’t you see that the hunger and the habit are one in the same
And you’re splitting the atoms to find out the blame
Like some hidden direction you can’t quite point out
And you’re talking in circles, don’t know what about.
The pills don’t quite work now, the edge of insane
The chemical hunger that pops through your brain
I admit my addiction is one in the same
I’m a hypocrite, a liar, the fuel to all your pain.
Push down the pain and crush up your pills
An upper a day to stifle my will
Are we one in the same, the hunt or the kill?
And are you okay as you fill and fill and fill?
Spike every drink so you cough and you crack
That blood in your teeth as you pick shards of glass
Cut up your tongue that you tied in a knot.
You spit up the fragments, what you want and I’ve got.
Push down the pain and crush up your pills
An upper a day to stifle my will
Are we one in the same, the hunt or the kill?
And are you okay as you fill and fill and fill?
Counting the lines and the dots on your lips
Pursed and blistered like each finger tip.
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LockJaw New York
New York rock band formed in the Hudson Valley. Using passion and pain to create music we stand behind and love.
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