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Seed
05:46
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I am the ghost in your living room
The one that haunts your dreams at night
So you can't sleep
Tears trickle down your face
They make tiny rivers to displace
Your dysphoria, all chaotic and beautiful
Like footsteps mapped in moss
Telling stories of pacing
Each footprint is a memory
These thoughts they are racing
Like a cool autumn breeze
It affects the way my mind percieves
Those fresh fallen leaves
Will soon turn to dirt beneath
You reap what you sew
But you're so goddamn innocent
Down on your luck again
And the world's at fault
What about you?
I sway to and fro
Just to keep on tempo
Just because it hurts
Doesn't mean it's simple
Like a flower wilting
All things die in time
Like a flower wilting
All things come to an end
All good things come to an end
All good things come to an end
To an end
To an end
To an end
Like a cool autumn breeze
It affects the way my mind percieves
Those fresh fallen leaves
Will soon turn to dirt beneath
You reap what you sew
But you're so goddamn innocent
Down on your luck again
And the world's at fault
What about you?
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2. |
Stem
03:00
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Winter's come and I'm afraid
It's here to stay
Day are shorter
And I'm feeling vain
Lights grow dim
But I swear they're the same
Like a candle lit in the hall
A cool breeze and I fade
Feels like there's an ocean
And it's too cold to swim
If my depression has a lesson
I know I've changed
Atop of my gravestone
Are flowers in a vase
And I'm sick to the stomach
Barely composed these days
And the silence swept over us
Like a blanket of dew
From a foggy fall morning
Mourning what's left a stake
You fake your smile
Bare your teeth so wide
I'm afraid I can't keep pace
You said with a voice so clear
Daisies die when you pick them
You said with a voice so clear
Daisies die when you pick them
You said with a voice so clear
Daisies die
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Bloom
03:07
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You're the smoke in my lungs
Venom courses through my veins
This might sound insane
I find myself
Lost staring at the woodwork
Waves of cedar hearts
Tangled up
Despite of flaws
Getting lost
Smoke fills my lungs
The woodwork is distorted
Trapped in a burning house
Soaked in my gasoline
Lit with my match
Blooms of summer
Come to an end
Blooms of summer
Turn to ash
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VIN Minneapolis, Minnesota
MPLS 4 piece Progressive/ Post/ Math bringing you riffs and existential sadness
Gordy-Guitar/Vocals
Jacob-Drums
Kevin-Bass/Vocals
Jason-Guitar/ Vocals
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