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Cold Cuts
04:35
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Pull me out of the system.
Scratch my name from the records everywhere.
Help me vanish.
Help me get beyond these walls tonight. Disappear.
Yesterday the mundane took aim and shot my heart out.
Quietly I'm persuaded to carry my cross.
Throw away everything.
I need to live out my days, I need to settle down, I need to find a way to throw away everything.
I need to turn in my grave, I need a cigarette, I need to find away to throw away everything.
Hard to know when the day ends.
Even harder to know when to wake if blissful sleep is found.
We're all torn apart.
Life is short and forever.
So if god wants us whole, he'll have to stitch us together.
Reach! Hold on to peace for me.
Yesterday the mundane took aim and shot my heart out.
Quietly I'm persuaded to carry my cross.
Hard to know when the day ends.
Even harder to know when to wake if blissful sleep is found.
Wholeness, won't you be my queen?
Watch over days I've yet to see.
Hold the faith when I don't believe.
Reach out and hold on to peace for me.
We're all torn apart.
Life is short and forever.
So if god wants us whole, he'll have to stitch us together.
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I'm on the wrong course.
They keep prescribing me,
and it leaves me broken without a fix.
You leave me choking without a fix,
the more that's on your lips.
But if you're choking then that's ok.
Swallow, look after me.
Will I find the courage to slip through the floor? Push back the symptoms.
Give me one day to medicate and find relief.
But if you're choking then that's' ok.
Swallow, look after me.
Burying discomfort leaves you numb forever.
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Biffins Bridge
02:52
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Hold on until what you know is dead.
Choke back the past.
Home was not in your head
when you struck a cross and cast love aside.
Now there's no going back,
ignorance has spoken.
I'd love to see you running scared,
so they can leave you cold and alone.
What if a wave broke in the small town that you live?
Swept through and washed up your sins.
Would you see God? Or just a desperate man searching for a hand on the rope?
Home was not in your head,
when you struck a cross.
The beaches are hostile,
when one man is a stone.
So if the tide pulls on him,
then it pulls him alone.
And I watched you cast love aside again.
You inflicted doom.
Home was not in your head.
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