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Sounds of the Season
00:32
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Frost Bite
03:14
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Cracks in the glass as in veins or in vase
pupils are shattered and vision's distorted
frost bit like a dog and I am down
barking away while it gnaws at my leg
so this is the life I am leading now - getting crushed by pressure I could feel every pound
so this is the legacy I leave behind - destroy everything for the higher ground
and so this is the life of a broken man - dead and blue as I blew the last breath
on the last limb ice is up past my knee
going to keep going 'till I'm gone completely
transcend into the land of the frost
numbing to nothing i tried but i lost
so this is the world we are leading now - the problems are but we're deaf despite the sound
so this is the legacy we leave behind - destroy each other for the higher ground
and so this is the life of a broken world - dead and gray as we gave the last grave
cracks in the spine as in life or in mine
colds got me down and my heart is horrid
time is now gone hand clinched in a fist
grasping for more try to catch but they miss
so this is my life completely frozen over
so this is the world completely frozen over
dead and gray as we gave the last grave
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Ambition
03:02
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I was looking at my feet dangling and hanging there
like what is tighter the rope or my tension
you know you can't think straight when you are suspended
departed let me leave the room ash a cig or two
what's the difference between fear and ambition
cause they keep pushing say I've got to keep going
so you cant stop me now
what'd i find at the bottom of the bottle
yeah I'm boasting but bloating I'm walking but stumbling
feeling empty and tripping add a can to the collection
I'm swaying in a way tranquil but a shame
so what's the difference between stunting and falling
not growing or climbing just steady declining
can't stop me now
what the fuck is going on - I'm so fucking lost right now
what's the difference between fear and ambition
what's the difference between stunting and falling
cant stop me now
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Cabin Fever
01:40
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I'm a falling tree in a forest
but no one, no one can hear me
damnation this word is eerie
bitch and moan but no one can hear me
antagonize particular feelings
tug and pull upon my heart strings
I'm a falling tree in a forest
but no one, no one car hear me
petrified this world is eerie
but if I'm loud enough they will fear me
antagonize particular feelings
tug and pull upon my heart strings
I'm a falling tree in a forest
but no one, no one can hear me
damnation this word is eerie
bitch and moan but no one can hear me
antagonize particular feelings
cause your lies heeded from beginning
now I'm trapped in a small room
now I'm trapped in your falsehood
now I'm hearing ringing distortion
now I'm hearing my own frustration
cabin fever yeah
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Hibernation
02:48
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walking on a wrinkle on a blanket of time
unraveling the thread as my life goes by
flowing in and out of existence
a memory for them or faint resonance
I could be dreaming something better but I'm stuck inside a 'mare
reoccurring melodies that clash inside my ear
so I want to hibernate and sleep away the years
so induce the sedatives pretended that i never cared
let the fire run finger burned on this lighter
didn't feel pain wonder why I'm so idle
could it be boredom or depression?
I've been gone for a while are they remembering?
I could be living something better but I'm stuck inside a prison
rattling chains that shake with out a reason
so I want to hibernate and sleep away the pain
so induce the sedatives pretended that this life is quaint
so I want to hibernate and sleep away the years
so I want to hibernate and sleep away the pain
now my eyes are ambient
jaw cocked left like a broken bone accident
got drool spewing out like Niagara
and the crime scene detective's like "what have you done?"
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how can I create an experience from the root of which does not exist?
how can I create happiness for another when i am only a cut under?
for the sake of a smile i am trying to find destroy everything during yuletide
wiping the whole forest of its population just so i can survive during this set sanction
dying and dying unsure of what happens next look for the genesis but it does not exist
sparking and booming like lightning and thunder looking through my grave but there is nothing under
they think this beauty can be born and kept but really we are all just torn and trapped
for now it is the first cycle and someday it'll be the next but I'm losing the battle and I'm ready to quit
Christmas is just another hole in a torn cloak
just another happy time to bury this practical h joke
everything we do just sets the town ablaze
when we remove the masks it hits us like a wave
know me down I sit and contemplate why I'm so weak i need a shield
why I'm so weak I'm laying in the snow veiled remembered everything burns in this fiery tale
taking the trees which give me life and building a box i guess this ending is right
for now it is the first cycle and some day it'll be the next but I'm losings the battle and I'm ready to quit
/ Reoccurring Burn
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Yuletide
03:28
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do I have to be reincarnated? re-emitted with less cognition
less thinking of thoughts but more time to rot - now I'm wisps of ashes displaced by gusts
and anything I can't do can be misconstrued as true - any one's idea I can only subdue
and I think therefore I am a self-indulgent narcissist and a thousand other words but their meaning is unsure
darkness eclipses the illumination - amnesia and happiness have a correlation
learned that drowning through love is how life is lost - took and inferno to extract the cost
like I had so much to be selfish for - inside I was empty like a shell on a shore
and when I cracked I echoed because of lack of interior - thought nothing was important and I was inferior
for so long I claimed I had no vision - finally found I was the opposition
how could I be the worst of men - no longer opaque I am a transparent gem
fire's not destruction it's the light that's love - as the glow reflects off sooted turtle doves
I found something in that endless repetition - something like a series of chemical reactions
so as in fire or as in love I provide the fuel found the meaning in yule
don't sit around as time withers away and you complain and don't make a change
you're living for you but you've got to live for them
ain't that life oh ain't that life
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Strictly Christmas Chicago, Illinois
songs about dying and being cold
2012-2014
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