1. |
noise machine
02:57
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maybe this is where we belong
blended into the background
never had a chance to fade away
always there and always on
(until we’re not)
we may burn out and we may break
who will notice when we’ve gone away?
we’re always taking on more than we can (to)
build up our false sense of purpose
you can’t lose what you never had
i can’t be a has been if i never was
so maybe this is where i belong
blended into the background
never had the chance to fade away
always there, always on
(until i’m not)
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2. |
the paint will fade
03:41
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you’re pissed!
there’s gotta be more than this
sleeping, working, and blending in
but the balance is long over due
and you can’t get through
the doors that you used to
so you seek another way
if all we know is laced with lies
the least we can do is try
to make a purpose and see it through
and face the undying truth
that there’s more to this than me and you
me and you
it’s something that we said
we’d never do again
we memorized the lines
but neglected what they meant
you lived.
you lived for today
until tomorrow came
to taunt you with the ghosts of yesterday
and you can’t get through
the doors that you’re used to
the concrete playground
where we once played
can now be found
chipped away
those holes and gaps
saw grown kids change
split apart and drift away
if we met there today
would we still feel safe?
either way the paint will fade
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3. |
a break in the fence
03:28
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a way in or a way out?
it depends on how you define it
confinement or escape.
a way in or a way out?
without inhibition we found it
climbed through holes, over tracks, kicked in doors & broken glass
we found a break in every fence
we made a place for us to belong
where we didn’t have to care anymore
(didn’t have to care)
and would you follow me again
if i offer you my hand?
and i’d follow you again
If you offered me your hand
a way in or a way out
it doesn’t matter when you’re not alone
climb through holes, over tracks, kicked in doors and broken glass
the way in is the way out
unless the stairs collapse behind us
do we still…
look for a break in every fence
to make a place for us to belong
where we don’t have to care anymore
(no need to care)
no plan
and i’d follow you again
if you offered me your hand
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THIEV Sussex, New Jersey
Melodic hardcore with heavy west coast influence while sticking to NJ pop-punk/hardcore roots.
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