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Tempus
04:18
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Am I just killing time before time kills me?
I walk the line between fine and a mess of anxiety and stress
I wish I still lived in the mind I had when I was younger.
Haven't felt right in weeks, never at ease in a constant state of fear.
It's getting to me more everyday.
Disillusioned with everything.
Constant uncertainty and feeling like a burden are becoming second nature to me.
And as I walk these same halls, desperation casts its shadow on every wall.
It's hard to get a grip when all I do is feel sick,
Stripped of my confidence and filled with doubt.
I can't provide anything for anyone anymore.
I'm tired of feeling numb.
Constant uncertainty and feeling like a burden are becoming second nature to me.
And as I walk these same halls, desperation casts its shadow on every wall.
Take everything from me, break me til you make me see the person I've always been
(Am I just killing time before time kills me?)
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I tell myself that I feel fine as I wake up everyday in this same routine
On my way to a job that I hate.
Working my damn fingers to the bone, just to barely keep my head and home.
I may be breathing, but is this really living?
Retrace my footsteps to find where I lost myself, Before everything caved in on me
Because who I've become, is never who I wanted to be, a shell of who I once was, it's sad to see
I've made promises that I could never keep;
Like that I'd never relent and that I'd die on my feet.
But lately I've been falling short on everything;
Like finding comfort in my own skin.
Retrace my footsteps to find where I lost myself, Before everything caved in on me
Because who I've become, is never who I wanted to be, a shell of who I once was, it's sad to see
I tell myself that I feel fine.
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Cold Shoulder
03:06
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You know that there's a reason why I don't keep in touch
You rest all of your weight on me, you use me as crutch
And I can't take the pressure on my shoulders anymore
The more things change they stay the same and you play your games
And maybe it's just me but I feel like nothing at all
Your words were weapons that caused these wounds
But atleast my skin isn't as thin as yours
I can see right through you
While you're off making waves, I'm left as a drop in the ocean and I can barely stir the current but at least I can keep my head above the water.
And maybe it's just me but I feel like nothing at all
Your words were weapons that caused these wounds
But atleast my skin isn't as thin as yours
I can see right through you
Tired of jumping through hoops and over fences just to get a glimmer of your attention.
I've learned a thing or two now that I'm older;
Winter will never be as cold as your shoulder
And maybe it's just me but I feel like nothing at all
Your words were weapons that caused these wounds
But atleast my skin isn't as thin as yours
I can see right through you
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F.Y.B.B.
02:17
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I work a 40 hour week just to get here and spill my guts with everything left in me.
We'll see how far you get when everyone else sees through your facade.
We'll stand face to face but never see eye to eye.
I don't do this for fame, I do it for the feeling.
The only fans I bought are spinning on my bedroom ceiling.
Tired of pretending this was something you believed in.
Take your self imposed sense of entitlement with you.
I don't know how you get to sleep knowing that you're standing against everything the rest of us work for.
These are going to grow up and you'll lose there attention when they wise up to your repulsive exploitation
I don't do this for fame, I do it for the feeling.
The only fans I bought are spinning on my bedroom ceiling.
Tired of pretending this was something you believed in.
Take your self imposed sense of entitlement with you.
I'm sick to death of seeing kids
Look up to fakes and hypocrites
They say in life that you get what you give
Well the truth is you get what you pay for.
We have ethics in this scene that you can't see
And so, FYBB.
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I always knew you weren't what you seemed
living a lie for the things that you need
attention and a need to be different but you did it at the expense of your conscience
While you’re dropping everything else from your life
you may as well burn these bridges down
there’s nothing left thats common ground.
I’ll never look at you the same ‘
forget your face, forget your name
but i’ll never let go of this
(Just like you never had a spine to begin with)
I’m not disappointed, I’m just mad
about all of this and how you turned out
(Awash with false sincerity)
Theres no substance in the words spewed out your mouth and past your teeth
they’re not worth the breath they occupy.
and if you don't believe in the words you speak, I have to question
when did your moral compass become so weak?
I’ll never look at you the same ‘
forget your face, forget your name
but i’ll never let go of this
(Just like you never had a spine to begin with)
I’m not disappointed, I’m just mad
about all of this and how you turned out
(Awash with false sincerity)
It's hard for me to deal with change
But I'm starting to realise
You're not the person that you used to be
It's getting harder to breathe
It's getting worse every day
And you're not the same
You're just not the same
But we're even, I guess we're even.
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Malibu Stacy Sunshine Coast, Australia
Five mates from the Sunshine Coast, Australia, playing our own brand of honest punk rock and having the time of our lives doing it.
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