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Blacking Out
04:15
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Wait, are you asking me to leave, altogether incomplete, or acting out?
Are we the well adjusted weak?
Assigning value to defeat, backing down.
We subscribe to symmetry, aligning automatically.
Blacking out so I can stop keeping time and not understand why.
Hey, are you asking me to stay, all together, in a daze, or acting out?
Are we the indifferent afraid?
Assigning blame to anything, backing down.
We must modernize deceit, keep the classics interesting.
Blacking out so I can stop keeping time and not understand why.
In reverse, two minds will merge to chase away the love, blind amazing but never correspond.
..So can't agree that life is too long.
I wrote my will trying to chase away the love.
If every album is a dance to make me dumb, every minute am I dizzy too?
Many colors making bad decisions cover all conditions too.
People die to make life matter.
People die to make life matter.
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With moments left the stars seem to align.
I grasp for solace somewhere and stretch out towards the sky.
All my maker's beauty bathed in light blessing my eyes, brilliant and bright as I am born once more, a phantom at your side.
But I exist only in dreams to mend mistakes and be redeemed.
When the angels greet me they will sing:
Welcome back to the world.
It feels as though we've met before.
A lost soul washed ashore, a stranger no longer alone.
As one, we start to start again.
We'll dance all night inside our heads.
If by morning we still have the strength to leave our beds:
Well, then..
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2. |
Emerald City
02:17
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Why wake? This is no ordinary dream.
I can't imagine the crisis, the flashes yet.
I wait for opposite ends to meet and match.
Could you imagine that?
She seems so devastated her dancer doesn't lead.
I sense a pattern: A welcome distraction from me.
Continue concentrating, grasp the gravity.
I'm but an acrobat. I was afraid of that.
I followed you backwards, so please..
This is what every woman wants.
This is how everybody talks.
Don't.
I fear that this is no ordinary year.
Winter seems colder, the silence sounds so sincere.
How strange, I'm finishing first but flashing back.
..Never escape the past.
Continue entertaining our needless suffering.
She's taking out the trash. I was afraid of that.
I followed you backwards, so please..
This is what everybody wants.
This is why everybody's talking in their sleep.
This is not everybody's song.
This is what every woman wants.
Don't.
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3. |
Familiar
04:30
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Hello, have we met before?
You smell so familiar. You're immune to my charm, doomed to disarm.
Disown the home which you're from.
We fit the description of a family too desperate to be loved.
So I ask your permission and price.
Oh, how I love your daughter and I couldn't hurt her unless she deserved to be mine.
..And I have to hurt someone tonight.
Hello, have we met before?
Only the familiar notice they're better off alone.
So make what you will of my eyes.
Oh, how I love your daughter and I couldn't hurt her until she deserved to be mine.
..And I need to hurt someone tonight.
No, I couldn't hurt her unless she deserved to be mine.
..And I have to hurt something tonight.
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We don't have to act engaged.
I'm your common cold, you're my absent-eyed escape.
Strange to waste our time anticipating.
Bracing for each other's beast so we can finally..
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4. |
Ghosts
03:16
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Death is a spectacle and I'm willing my widow awake.
Trafficking shadows to grieve; How sad.
Brilliance is typical when foresight is a typecast intrigue.
'Shining' to seem so sad.
I am your father's ghost tattooed and terrible.
The mystery's over so..
Hey, can't we get carried away with the magic of motion?
We dream that maybe we made a mistake and the consequence keeps us awake.
I believe that we will get carried away.
Life is a stepping stone and insight is in limbo's intrigue.
Dosing to see how sad.
Shame is a radio when it's aimed at the frame of the breeze.
Transmitting static to seem so sad.
You are my mother's ghost born incompatible.
Dissolving all laughter like..
Casting the curse of uncertainty.
Chasing your shadow back underneath.
Yes, deathworks.
Writing a road to recovery.
Cleaning your closet discovering deathworks.
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Revolution is the tired tradition of a generation far removed from those of us who have been conditioned to swallow what we have to prove.
Lover, immediate family is learned.
Into the body we're born.
Come on, finish the song.
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Correspondence
08:15
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Have that which you hold.
Twenty-three years old and we are just now catching on.
Embrace that which you trust.
Stake your claim in what you must to recall why you're still warm.
She is not some stranger.
It takes a lot to stay asleep.
It takes a lot to feel the same.
No, I'd rather not think so.
What works, we work through.
Prize that which you aren't.
Require several parts to form each other's world entire.
Precious are the words exchanged in need.
We must remember conversation works.
We can not be strangers.
It takes a lot to stay awake.
It takes a lot to make the cycle yours.
It takes a lot to feel the same.
No, I'd rather not think so.
What works, we work through.
Harmless and holy in bed.
To disagree but always meet here halfway instead.
To dance all night in dreams then face the choir.
So, you thought your ears would never ring with words they sing.
Wait, its a long way to the top again.
Its a long walk to your room.
If you can't avoid the shock you can't make it true.
Hey, its a long walk to your trial when
the ground announces endless proof
that every angel is a child and you're just confused.
Restless and sentenced at sea.
To drift ashore or drown before our ends ever meet.
Lets face the water:
So, you thought significance was safe?
Just try to breathe.
Reckless and warm seeing red.
To stay the course or burn out before we balance our heads.
Lets face the fire:
So, you thought obsession wasn't brave?
Just try too late.
Harmless and holy in bed.
To live the blue, embrace the red, then escape both at rest.
To dance all night in dreams then face the choir.
So, you thought your ears would never ring for words they sing.
It takes a lot to stay asleep.
It takes a lot to feel the same.
No, I'd rather not think so.
What works, we work through.
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6. |
Disconnect
03:46
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Hush little boy, you don't have a choice.
There's a lot you've got to learn.
Break for the bends, then take me by surprise when I get in.
There's a lot you've done wrong.
When forgiveness makes us small I don't want to wonder.
Hush little boy, you never had a point.
There's a line we draw to cross.
Take back the steps you took to hypnotize yourself unless you can justify taking your own life.
When the mission makes you strong.
Indecision leaves me low.
Common sense should prove us wrong.
I don't want to wonder.
You're a miracle bound to aftermath.
Inconceivable, born to take me back.
Disenchanted, but doomed to repeat.
I'm your victim, be my disconnect.
We're insatiable souls, damaged at best.
Keeping careful control, never at rest.
Making history, born to repeat the past.
Be my disconnect.
You're so beautiful bound by aftermath.
Inconceivable, born to take me back.
Disenchanted, but doomed to repeat.
You're my master, be my disconnect.
We're insatiable souls, damaged at best.
Keeping careful control, never at rest.
Bound by history, doomed to repeat, born to repeat the past.
Be my disconnect.
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Hush little boy, you will never have a point.
You will never have the choice to take me back.
People die to make life matter.
Be my disconnect.
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7. |
Act Surprised
01:52
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We don't have to act surprised.
I'm your cross machine, you're my miracle device.
Shall we feel the curse of size?
Strange to waste our time hesitating.
Stalling 'til the stars arrest our hearts and souls and minds.
We don't have to act engaged.
I'm your common cold, you're my absent-eyed escape.
Strange to show our age - suffocating.
Choking 'til the space erases all that feels the same.
What a staged mistake -
To underestimate the power of pride.
What a bond to break -
To exercise restraint and slowly die.
Yeah, right.
We don't have to act surprised.
I'm your fallen snow, you're my undertow advice.
Shall we feel the curse of size?
Strange to waste our time anticipating.
Bracing for each other's beast so we can finally..
Waiting for each other's lead so we can finally..
Owning up to everything so we can finally die?
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8. |
Nightmare Box
05:01
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Nobody gets the message. The clicking stops, her eyes roll back and forth.
The ancient art of interest twice avoided, once an open door.
See, I'm not like this. The place I saw unusually cold.
It wasn't like this: A vacant space in which my thoughts should go.
If god is what we saw and this is what we want, this is how it starts.
Love is almost wrong.
Come set the strange apart.
Nobody cares to listen. The danger's over, your best days surely follow.
There is no end to nothing. Shame addiction, create our faulty child.
Now, I'm not like that. I've seen too much to just get old.
Each day a sunset.
Each movement priceless.
Each phase a nightmare
A million pieces worthy as a whole.
..And in this endless vision the doves rise just for you.
Nobody moves. The white reflected in their eyes so blue.
Such beautiful persuasion.
..And then the moment after silences ensue.
Nobody moves, but then again I guess they do.
It's nothing new to find the nightmare wasn't you.
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9. |
Freeze
03:14
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I'm buying back disorder. I'm freaking all my best friends out.
I'm bowing out, its over.
Not getting too much older.
I'm selling all my influence out.
Set the pace to pop.
When you want a change of patience stop.
Freeze: Disobey the moment.
Freeze: Operate from underneath.
You're winning all the world over now.
Freeze: Navigating nowhere.
Freeze: Imitate the incomplete.
No thanks, I'll take the weight. ..Can't just freeze.
I'm phasing out the orbit. I'm shaking all that history down.
I'm bouncing back distorted.
Faking a fine performance.
I'm making all my enemies proud.
It's a bitter walk.
When you want to find your feet just hit the streets and crawl.
Born to lead. I'd like to leave, say when.
Go to sleep. I'm going to not give up.
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Time is but a series of expectations.
Blindly engineering an explanation.
Pining for the merit, an error so apparent the dominant anonymous missed..
The conversation never happened so I'm counting on desperation.
Effort is the product of expiration.
Entering inspired, then entering tired.
It almost makes you want to give up..
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10. |
The Sunset Movement
12:08
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When I was a boy and every turn I took was still my choice I remember choosing not to try.
Now that I am a man unbroken by the depths of satan's plan it is my decision not to die.
We deserve to sin. They will never know when to begin.
Wind, you already had my heart.
Don't you think that's quite enough?
I won't wait until it gets dark to go outside no more.
We could make this everlasting or wait and see what happens.
But I don't think that there's time enough to waste.
When I was a boy you chose me to make a compelling point: Innocence is not uncertainty.
Now that I am a man unworthy of the will to understand what I can't know is what comforts me.
The secret's always safe:
God is nothing.
God is nowhere.
Hey, come forward if you're listening.
Backwards if you're singing, "the last time I will tell you to."
Wait, come on and keep my interest.
Be my indecision, show me when I'm nothing new.
Come show me I belong to you and I will do anything to make it true.
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Immediate Family Portland, Oregon
Immediate Family is what happens when I (Brett) work on something for so long that I learn to stop worrying and love the process again and again and again and
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