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Play Tricks
03:36
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I don't think I can make it
Not this time
I don't think I can fake it
Not in my heart
Not in my mind
We can't stay stationary
The worlds on fire at our backs
We'll find no sanctuary
Searching for safety while under attack
Your body wants it bad
And that's good
Cuz your mind will play tricks on you
Can't find an emissary
The message lost
A voice I lack
Forgive my savagery
Looking for light
I was lost in the black
You must have lost your mind
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2. |
Dead Gold
04:00
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i don’t have to let you know
i don't deserve you
you will find out either way I pollute you
brought back to life
to serve your will
however cruel
we will find out either way
here’s a compromise
i’ll take whats mine
she said
i will end it
with your ends
death is certain
my golden man
don’t get caught up in the truth
it’s so subjective
i can spin this how I want
i’m protected
was it for you
who was it for
you?
even the score
always more
i will take on different shapes
i’m quite convincing
can’t continue at this pace
I think I’m losing
one thing at a time
quiet the world
so I can hear myself
over and over these dreams
tearing apart at the seams
pure and unnoticed
the safest moment
the future unmoved
wide open and free
we’ll plot a course
of inevitable decay
but we’ll never deviate
this is how we survive
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3. |
Two Wolves
04:15
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today
i won’t
rely
i’ll go it alone
the cold the dark the fear
these thoughts
they cling
to me
like leaves on trees
no storm will cause the fall
i know
what i
must do
follow my joy
but doubt’s firm hold won’t slip
you call it ordinary
I call it all wrong
you call it ordinary
but you’re wrong
carry the weight
the world
i can't fall apart
I’m the boy who cried wolf
i know
what i
must do
tighten my grip
lean into what comes next
all these dreams continue
to fuel a start
one by one they tell me
i'll be fine
but I just stood there waiting
for my time
and I watched
as my life
passed me by
crying wolf
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4. |
Rat Party
03:20
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Pandemonium pulling the reins
take the fangs from my back
i have no love left to give
i have no blood left to give
your cold breath
and your broken throne
there’s no fire here
there’s nothing to fight the fear
our short lives
with our claws ripped out
my word is war
i’m done with lies
we’re running out of light
RATS
we’ll never make it alive
KEEPING SECRETS
too afraid to fail
RATS
we’re running out of light
it’s not what you said it was
my cup is empty
full of thirst
full of ache
old bones want
but never take
and it’s not what you said it was
when the light dies down
and the rats come out
you’ll find me here
lost at the brink
i’m paralyzed
can’t fall in line
you’ll find me here
lost at the brink
it’s all of my fault
there is no future
there is no fight
all of your chances to make it up to yourself
are falling apart
we’ll never make it alive
if you breathe you survive
i would follow you
to the ends of the earth
but I don’t think I can make it
not this time
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The Without Portland, Oregon
THE WITHOUT is a creative venture between five lifelong friends. Their sound is highly influenced by the grit and vigor of their hometown, Portland, OR. They deliver a unifying sound composed of elements of rock, post-hardcore, punk and perhaps even a touch of thrash. Sonically brash, with a message of urgency and action, THE WITHOUT attempt to create music without ego. ... more
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