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I never asked for anything to be this hard on you
I never implied that when it all came down I’d stand by you
You don’t see the damage you’re doing
And I’m falling asleep at the wheel
I heard you call my name from the backseat
And I thought it sounded like a prayer
And now I’m letting go of you
And everything we stood for
It ripped apart my fucking world
We were waiting on an impact
But praying for a chance
To stop trying to control everything
And just let go
I heard you call my name from the backseat
And I thought it sounded like a prayer
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Red Tide
03:40
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We’re mechanical (yet off-time)
Inching closer to the beat
Our bodies sway in motion
To the rhythm and the heat
Flash, drop, turn
A Hail-Mary from one knee
As you arched your back into
Our fading memory
Viral and unstoppable in the Santa Ana breeze
You took it all from me
We set the valley on fire and danced in the flames
We threw the ashes to sea and prayed to the waves
We traded youth for the lamb and never slept the same
The ghetto birds keep us awake
We swam through red tide, we tread the glow
For seven years I fought the undertow
For you and what’s it worth?
We set the valley on fire and danced in the flames
We threw the ashes to sea and prayed to the waves
We traded youth for the lamb and never slept the same
The ghetto birds keep us awake
And now we’re borderline obsolete
Formed up and cresting into defeat
Take this and follow it to the shore
We set the valley on fire and danced in the flames
We threw the ashes to sea and prayed to the waves
We traded youth for the lamb and never slept the same
The ghetto birds keep us awake
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Haddonfield
04:10
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I’ve penned this line a hundred times
Only to cross it out and drink the words away
But the characters have found their voice,
The story wrote itself,
And in between I found the strength to say
No matter where I go, I’ll know
There’s a place in you that I called home
Home is where the heart aches
It’s where we fall asleep at night but never find a dream
So we run, but we never go the distance
Tonight I’m going to see you through
And finally believe
They called my name and waited on-stage
To find that I was nowhere to be found
I’ve said enough, I’m leaving
And never looking back
On what it took from me to say
No matter where I go, I’ll know
There’s a place in you that I called home
Home is where the heart aches
It’s where we fall asleep at night but never find a dream
So we run, but we never go the distance
Tonight I’m going to see you through
And finally believe what I see
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Zombie Hunter Los Angeles, California
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