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Heaving
02:45
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I’m sorry
I don’t love you like I used to
There’s a shiver in everything and everyone that follows me
A crowded place, a familiar face, the song we loved
The perfume that you wore, ‘cause I swore
That it’d never come to this
But here I stand, the lying fool you still love
You lost your trust in me
And so did I
I’m not missing you, just the memories we share
I’m a sucker for distraction, sealed off for the attention
But I can’t see the necessity of company
If this is getting worse, if this is getting all of me
I’ll peel off my skin and just start from scratch
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Corner View
02:10
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I feel like the line got thinner recently
Between overcompensation and misanthropy
Talk me through your CV and scatter in some scars just for entertainment
I don’t think we will get very far
I’m bored with you, myself
In this mess, I go to bed
Time to get real, to be honest to ourselves:
I don’t care and you won’t miss me as well
Oh how I hate to wallow in failures,
Be it yours or be it mine, it’s a brutal waste of time
Like mending closed wounds till your skin gives in
I’m tired and my head got so heavy
Stale thoughts and pointlessness
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Shin, Shin, Shin
02:06
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These are the nights I just can’t close my eyes
Kept awake by my own weariness
Self-inflicted isolation
I slowly pour the salt into these fresh cut wounds
I’m sorry for feeling sorry for myself and I wish I felt like everyone else
Cause I’ve told myself I wasn’t special a million times and I wish I could believe myself
But I can’t
Cause satisfaction is a paradox to me
And that same notion that wears me down is keeping me from sleep
And the clock hands taunt me as they pass by
As I drown and hope for the rising sun to shine a light
And wake me from sleepless dreams
That have never felt so real
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Lihou
02:41
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Beneath the half-hearted charades: A crooked smile in a withered face
I’ve gone from sad to bitter
From reaching out to burning bridges and cutting ties
I keep walking sidewalks as the lights pass me by
I cover my face and swear I’m not blind
Oh shallow safety you’re the thorn in my heel
Oh teenage angst you still keep me from the steering wheel
Break this mask, end this odyssey
Break this mask, end this lethargy
Take me away from all of this, show me life on the road
Break this mask and bury the pieces with the past and old
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SHAKERS Wiesbaden, Germany
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