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Sage
03:52
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Well you've been moving and shaking and showing off what they said
Would always bring you good fortune from all your time breaking bread
You didn't know alright (Didn't know alright)
It's not the way straight to it all
One last night as the easy Sage
Before you get the call
I don't really like it when you put up a fight
Never would have noticed but the timing was right
I could never tell you with this smoke in my lungs
You'll drown, you'll drown
It's been a week of indifference
As if nobody else cares
I see your face in the mirror
I feel your hands in my hair
I didn't know alright (Didn't know alright)
It's not the way straight to it all
One last fight for the easy Sage
Before I make the call
I don't really like it when you put up a fight
Never would have noticed but the timing was right
I could never tell you with this smoke in my lungs
You'll drown, you'll drown
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Want Me To Be
03:56
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What I've wanted for a moment or two now
Seems has almost passed a full decade
I can feel as slowly spark has turned to stone
And I fear that I'm depreciating
I don't know where to turn to now to keep the faith
So I'll take my bow if my luck runs out
I'm nothing great
I'm what you want me to be
Wake up fearing for my future every night
Do I give up way too easily?
Do I expect to be carried to survive?
Am I nothing but a common leech?
Oh well
I don't know where to turn to now to keep the faith
So I'll take my bow if my luck runs out
I'm nothing great
I'm what you want me to be
Well the time has come to move my life along
No I can't bury my love yet in it's grave
But I've got to get, got to get going
There's nothing left to do except escape
I don't know where to turn to now to keep the faith
So I'll take my bow if my luck runs out
I'm nothing great
I'm what you want me to be
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Vials
06:02
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Slow down time with the turn of a dial
Settle down on this cold wet tile
Pour my thoughts into thousands of vials
One by one, synthesize for a while
One by one by one
Well I've been here before
Explored all the cracks in the floors
As familiar now as the back of my hand
And I'll be here again
Learn how to be free and not just pretend to be
What could be more real than this
My mirrors face each other so I can't pull no tricks
One by one by one
They go down, down, down the drain
Oh I've seen it all
Carve reminders deep into my skin
As it dries and the ink sets in
I feel something escape from within
I'm paralyzed but my head is still spinning
And I'm drifting softly in and out
A chain of thoughts so tightly wound
In between and all around
While I wander, I wonder...
What could be more real than this
My mirrors face each other so I can't pull no tricks
One by one by one
They go down, down, down the drain
We're all insane
One by one by one
And I'm drifting softly in and out
A chain of thoughts so tightly wound
In between and all around
While I, while I, while I...
I wonder what could be more real than this
My mirrors face each other so I can't pull no tricks
One by one by one
They go down, down, down the drain
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