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Swallowed By The Sea
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The nightmare begins, the pendulum swings. We're brought to our knees, by the forces of nature. the smell of decay, lost and abandoned. Swallowed, swallowed by the sea. Swallowed, swallowed by the sea. Arms outstretched, do nothing to comfort. Paralyzed by grief, fear and regret. Swallowed, swallowed by the sea. Swallowed, swallowed by the sea.
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Weighed Down
01:30
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The answer is no, now whats the question. Years spent playing that game that goes no where. Staring at a wall, now you're fallen down again. I'm tired, I'm tired of picking you up. You'll never get it till they put you in the ground. Wont bear your debts or hold your burden. I won't be there when they bury you, you'll never understand why I shed my tears alone. All I do is stare, at these bricks placed by time. All I do is stare, at these bricks placed by time All I do is stare, at these bricks placed by time. You'll never get it till they put you in the ground. Wont bear your debts or hold your burden. I won't be there when they bury you, you'll never understand why I shed my tears alone. Head heavy like stone. Head heavy like stone. Head heavy like stone. The answer is no, now whats the question. Years spent playing that game that goes no where. Staring at a wall, now you're fallen down again. I'm tired, I'm tired of picking you up. Head heavy like stone. Head heavy like stone. Head heavy like stone. Weighed down, by your empty soul.
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Get Wild
01:55
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Wild, its what we wanna be, shit builds up and you need a release.Wild, its what we wanna be, shit builds up and you need a release. Forget the stress of the week, (you're whole life is bullshit) Turn off the bullshit TV. (you're whole life is bullshit) And in whatever way you (you're whole life is bullshit) Get fuckin wild. Because we're fun. Because we're free. Because we must. Get wild, come on. Get wild.
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Slow Down
01:41
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Precipice
03:17
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Hands tied, head bowed down. Kneeling, eyes shut. On the ground. Your words always fail us. Constantly on the precipice. Repetitive cycle of rumors and lies. We keep living on our knees. Crawling face down through your shit. We do the same thing every day. Self medicate, and spin in circles. Its safe, and we all wanna be safe in our own way, kneeling down with our heads on the ground.
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Stag Party Asbury Park, New Jersey
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