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Stampede
03:09
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I need a new perspective.
One that isn't tainted by my insecurities or my brazen self-regard.
This might help me find it, or just make me see
that you can't stop the stampede of divulgence
raging from my chest into my mouth.
We need a new directive.
One that isn't centered on a narcissistic dream and a blatant disregard
for our dignity. When I am reminded,
I can't stop the onset of revulsion
and I refuse to play along but
All I can hear is my heartbeat in my ears and I can’t pass up another chance to ignore (you).
The time it takes just to drive the point home I could have spent by your side.
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2. |
Virtue Of The Vicious
03:46
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Does this pretense give you comfort?
Does it take away your pain?
Do you like awake at night thinking those things to keep you sane?
Does violence prove you’re worthy, or does it take away your pride?
And bring about a realization of its unending tide that can’t be kept at bay.
So a force of unimaginable, unrelenting light is what it would take to allay my fears
And in its absence we all shudder in resigned remembrance from time to time but carry on.
Can you feel it coming from the inside out?
(‘cause it’s coming from the outside in)
Can you feel it coming from the inside out?
(‘cause it’s coming from the outside)
It’s a virtue of the vacuous, the vicious and the weak
And the self-congratulation is enough to make me sick.
Defiance gets you nowhere and disrespect maligns, but I can’t change my feelings and I will not change my mind, I won’t, I just can’t let it go.
I won’t let it go.
This is a part of me that I cannot disown, we are one and the same.
This is not an opinion – this is belief.
This reason.
This is sense.
This is everything, and I will not let it go.
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3. |
In Parts
03:49
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I had a thought in the night,
it's where they come to die or where they come to life,
I'm not sure how to tell if they'll come back around, if at all, and leave my mind in pieces... in parts.
Disunity is no state for the soul so I'm tryin' to take back all the pieces you stole.
There is no cure for diffidence that runs as deep as mine.
I keep my guard up to be safe from myself at all times.
There may be hope here yet but I've found that it's hard to find.
I can't stop animosity getting the best of me and I don't have the will to fight.
I heard a voice, and despite
my better judgement, I let it reignite
and now it feels like something’s missing,
or like a piece of me has been put back out of place…
Out of sight.
Where once was sturdy fortitude now resides a fainting heart, all because
I had a thought in the night,
it's where they come to die or where they come to life,
I'm not sure how to tell; if they'll come back around, if at all, and leave my mind in pieces... in parts.
Disunity is no state for the soul so I'll try to give back all the pieces I stole.
There is no cure for diffidence that runs as deep as mine.
I keep my guard up to be safe from myself at all times
there may be hope here yet but I've found that it's hard to find.
I can't stop animosity getting the best of me and I don't have the will to fight
so I'm calling my own bluff to see if some strength still resides in me.
I can't stop curiosity getting the best of me but I have lost this fight for the last time.
THE LAST TIME
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4. |
Stone Hearts
02:57
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All my dreams I ever
had bring me to my knees.
All my dreams...
Make us strong as stone,
never felt so cold and alone
Make us strong as stone.
To live vicariously is not to live at all.
Why did I bring this on my self?
Will this make me fall?
Your light dims...
That little kiss...
You stole so much that I miss.
Stand up, stand up for the life you want,
go on amidst the noise and haste.
Strong as you might be,
I will find you.
The tides of time will always be changing.
Make yours a king tide
and sweep the change aside,
you may have left for now
but your light leads me somehow.
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5. |
Fall Together
04:30
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We are the first, we are the last,
at least that’s what we’re told and we like to think it’s so.
We tend to ignore all commands; they’re somewhere in between suggestion and mandate.
There is no point, there is no need
in taking on the burden, for sowing a seed,
at least that’s what we’re told and so it’s what we all concede.
We’ll fall together or we’ll fall apart,
‘cause changing minds is the hardest part.
We’ll fall together or we’ll fall apart;
to avert disaster would be just the start.
We are the first, we are the last,
all forsaking the future and disregarding the past.
We tend to dismiss warning signs as being other than the truth or a falsehood.
There is a point at which we see
that assuming the mantle is rejecting our greed,
at least that’s what we’re sold but ignorance is what we plead.
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Spectral Fires Melbourne, Australia
Alternative punk band from Melbourne, Australia.
2013 - 2019
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