1. |
The Living End
02:30
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Swollen bones and grinding teeth
Infestation, we can't see
Cutting down the family tree
Mourning, Mornings laced with grief
Judging off of our advances
I can see we've lost our chances
"I am doomed" This planet cries
Art is dead, I am alive.
We're all
Living
In
The
End
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2. |
Strangled By Youth
01:44
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My head is crust
Dig into me like shovels
Pull me apart like the earth
This Pain's a must
Manipulate me with your strings
Dance me around like a puppet
This is what I am.
This is what I've done
I am Strangled by my youth
Beaten, Burned, Subdued
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3. |
Fear Eternal
01:13
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October
Dark Feather
October
Remember
Laying on the driveway
Broken, and Bruised
I feel cold air
On my open wounds
Pick myself up, pull myself together
Arrange my skeleton, turn me something better
I hear footsteps
I run and hide
I hear glass break
I cover my eyes
Stay, away
Sit, with me
Think, with me
Listen to my plea
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4. |
Sleeping In The Rain
00:58
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I'll dry up, in the riverbed
Relive that night, it never ends
I feel blood, leaking from my head
Took away the bowl, now the dog's dead
Strangers
Hangers
Fathers
Every night (x2)
I'll sleep outside
In the pouring rain
I'll sleep outside
Mold grows on my frame
I am the doghouse
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5. |
Fire From The Deep
01:30
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I feel it, slipping inside
Dirt upon my eyelids as my lips crack, dried
The darkest casket money can buy
A now greedy tomb for my barren mind
I keep asking myself why
But I have no answers in sight
Just the black void of the night sky
I lay my hands to fry on the heat of my own damn mind
Snapped in two
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6. |
Order Of Death
02:15
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Preying, on the weak
Predators, disguised as sheep
Wings expand, families weep
Claws embedded, souls deceased
Starving vulture, fresh meat
Broken necks, snapping beak
Delusion leads to a house half built
Lack of remorse, lack of guilt
Infection spreads to self-inflicted wounds
A plaque of insanity, my body is consumed
World deemed unfit, morbid lullaby
Forced ultimatum, plead to the sky
Mother weeps, daughter's fate etched
"Why is it my child must die?"
Destined
To be
Deceased
Judge, jury, whatever you please
No vaccine can cure this disease
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Lung Fiber Tampa, Florida
The Sound Of Bones Breaking
Tampa, FL
Matthew-Vocals
Nicolas-Guitar
Niko-Drums
Gabrielle-Bass
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