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Rules
03:04
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Born a hell raiser
Escaping the noose
The dreams that make me crave her
Can’t be excused
Send me a sign
That tells me it’s time
The rules were meant to be broken
Blown through wind’s love
Tarrying the tune
Memories can’t be trusted
Feelings in flight askew
Any fool can make a rule
And my fool will mind it
The rules were meant to be broken
As the winds whisper wildly
Unabashedly
The instructions for our lives
Condemed to be free
made to be
Broken
The rules were meant to be broken...
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Sun Don't Block My Way
04:17
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Maneuvering through this maze
This puzzle in black and blue
Is this wall enduring?
Or will it topple with my might?
Lured by the darkness that is constructed by the light.
Lost in dead-end corners
Can’t seem to find my way
Aiming for forward motion
Unraveled in the fray
Think I’m going someplace, but I end up somewhere else.
Sun don’t block my way so I won’t keep chasing my shadow
Run the other way so I won’t keep leaving where I go
Where do I go?
Where do I go?
Where do I go from here?
Sun don’t block my way so I won’t keep chasing my shadow
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Your presence sparks the present, for a moment time stands still
Your heaven tastes of ashes, threaded through the devil's eye
Cinders seeking fervor, waiting to head the call
Spoiling through the embers, it's a new holiday
Gift wrap my love with fire
Your lustrous gift is hidden, beneath your fabric smile
Your mysterious affliction, always delivers right on time
The flame grows changing colors: red, yellow, orange, and blue
Spoiling through the embers. It's a new holiday
Gift wrap my love with fire
Desire is all I need
To light a fire with greed
Gift wrap my love with fire!
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4. |
Gave My All
03:40
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This is temporary and
This is everything they said
Sometimes beautiful but when it’s not
You’d still to do it again
I’d try to forget me for you
Do what I can to make it true
If you never hear a single word
I’ll still want the best for you
And I gave my all
All
To you
That’s why there’s nothing left
And this is over
Our fragile bond
Could never hold your thieving heart
There’s really nothing I could ever do
To make it mean something to you.
What it takes of you
With all you need to be
But it isn’t here forever
And that’s why I want it
I want it all
All
For me
That’s why there’s nothing left
All
That's why there's nothing left
And is why I’m here
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Crossfire
04:10
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Outside my cage is silent and still; the streets are empty
I feel them closing in, surround and trap their enemy
Don’t go outside, keep quiet
Don’t know which side is right, but this is not my battle
Smoke fills the sky; the city burns tonight
Should I run or should I hide? Caught in the crossfire
I’m just a visitor traveling through; no beliefs at stake
I watch the news I see the tanks, just a mile away
Don’t go outside, keep quiet
Don’t know which side is right, but this is not my battle
Smoke fills the sky; the city burns tonight
Should I run or should I hide? Caught in the crossfire
Balmy night
Flashes of fire
Moon glows red
No stars tonight
Smoke fills the sky
The city burns tonight
Caught in the crossfire
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Sleepy Bones
04:34
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Sleepy bones won't get you where you wanted. don't know what you wanted anyway.
Sleepy Bones are sitting by the window. Waiting for the day and time to change.
Seem to think that better's not for everyone. guess you'd know best what you can waste.
Losing time won't help you have a better one when you can't recall the time and place.
Home alone to down another comfort, you didn't want to hear this anyway.
Sleepy Bones you know this isn't what you wanted but you haven't found another way
You'll be done soon, when you coming down?
Have it good, no matter what you found.
Yeah you might see everyone around,
They'll be done too, when you coming down?
Sleepy Bones won't get you out of everything, but they'll always get you out of great
Nestled far from when when it all was wonder leaves nothing close to comfort or to pain.
You should know that you're too far from perfect to ever try and get there in a day.
But the same thing goes for everybody here trying something better than the wait.
Sleepy bones won't get you where you wanted. We don’t get what we wanted every day.
Sleepy bones stop sitting by the window. Waiting doesn’t give the time to change.
Every day that passes won’t be back so you might as well think of this today
You should know you might get everything you wanted if you could just find another way
Yeah you might see everyone around,
They'll be done soon, when you coming down?
Have it good, no matter what you found.
You'll be done too, when you coming down?
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WaterPenny Seattle, Washington
WaterPenny have been moving at light speed since their inception this past November. Wrestling complex themes together into a forthcoming six-song EP about progress, WaterPenny boasts tremendous collaborations wherein members often tag-team lyrics, assigning their own meanings as needed. Alcoholism and altruism. Shadows. An attempted military coup in Thailand, seen firsthand. ... more
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