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Satan
00:58
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I saw the fire in your eyes
So I ran right for the hill, though I knew that you would find
Me lying in the bushes foaming at the mouth
From a little pill and in my final time
I saw the devil in your eyes
And you took me in your arms, said you'd never let me go
But it was cold and it was late, the poison running through my veins
You dug a hole and finally sent me home
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Tell Me
03:31
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You should probably take your story to somebody who cares
It's clear that I'm not listening and you've got that awful stare
So look me in the eyes and tell me what it is you want
That I probably haven't got
Well I'm telling you once and I'm telling you again
I ain't really keen on being a friend
So how many times must I say it to be clear?
I wanna be so far from here
So tell me what I gotta do
Tell me what I gotta do right now
You know I never wanted to be your friend anyhow
Last time I checked your life was still a wreck
There was still nothing for me to do
I won't say goodbye and maybe this way you won't die
You'll manage to see it all through
Is your life really that bad or is it you that makes it sad?
'Cause no one wants to hear your complain
In the end you're probably right but don't sleep at night
'Cause you're driving yourself insane
I couldn't stop it if I wanted to
I can’t stop the veins from pulsing life right out of you
I'd hand right over my best tourniquet
Would be my world's finest regret
Well you can't teach an old dog new tricks
But you can watch it get older
And no you can't take a drunk dog
And force it to get sober
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Sad Sunday
03:54
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Remember being wanted
Somewhere outside the bar
Pointless destination
Driving away in your car
It's been so long
Since I remember that
So I lay in my bed
Feeling sober and drab
'Cause it's another Sad Sunday
You know they're never gonna change
And maybe you can dream
Of all the shit that you had
You wake up in the morning
Pretend it don't seem so bad
But all I want
Is to get it out of my head
But really you just fuck all of that
I'm going back to my bed
'Cause it's another Sad Sunday
You know they're never gonna change
My life doesn't change
Some parts rearrange
They end up just always the same
Complain without worry
I put forth no effort
So really who else is to blame?
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King of the Obituary
03:23
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Can't get the columns out of my head
Skip congrats to the newlyweds
I'm not sure of what I just read
All I know for sure is that another one is dead
Can't stop staring at the black and white
Pigment is gone just like their life
It's cutting me so deep like a double edge knife
But I gotta read it
So tonight,
I'm the king of the obituary
So please die
Something their heartbeat just went wrong
I wonder what they'll choose for a funeral song
I'll put it on repeat and keep listening on
Oh I've gotta hear it
So tonight
I'm the king of the obituary
So please die
Whisper to the casket "Can't you tell
You're off to a better place to feel well?"
Yeah, people got hysterical when they rang the death bell
But I'll see you soon enough, right down there in hell
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Secondhand Letdown
02:41
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Take the tears of a baby boy
and shove them back in his eyes
That story's been over told
Split a heart and split a mind
Irrationality over time
Hope you want to die alone
You had to stop believing
Knew you were defeated
Tired of always getting
Secondhand letdown
Could you represent yourself
Any lower if you tried
I'd like to think you're at the bottom
But time and time and time and time
Time and time again
You dig deeper than I could fathom
Pray that through your wire and mouth
Please oh please
Just shut it up
Leave your wallowing
In your forgotten pit
We've finally had enough
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6. |
What the Hell
04:23
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You're just another passerbyer, fed by a loving liar
In the end isn't that who you chose to take to bed?
Once the guilt piles up and you think you've had enough
A casket seems like a nice place to rest your head
It's hard to see what's real when your skin begins to peel
But once you shed it off just leave it all behind
What the hell
is wrong with me?
It's getting hard to choose whether to win or to lose
Either way you're leaving someone broken and cold to die
You slither like a snake and maybe once is a mistake
But it's all easier without a conscience to wonder why
Look at who you've been and think of what you've seen
Maybe it's time to let the rest pass on by
What the hell
is wrong with me?
Well your life was like a book but you forgot how to read
All the pages went blank, there was nothing there to see
Yeah your life was like a book you couldn't stand how to read
Took all the blank pages, ripped them out at the seams
Life was like a book you couldn't handle to read
and the pages went red when your eyes start to bleed
Life was like a book based on honesty
That's why all of the pages are blank
What the hell
is wrong with me?
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Feel the Same
03:19
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It's getting harder and harder
To read through inebriated lines
The more spacious you feel
Well the tighter your life always binds
That's why I'm living here in intoxicated dreams
When the light hits my life you know it's hard to redeem
And I feel the same as I always did
You're digging deeper and deeper
You're travelling farther below
But the deeper you dig
Well it feels like the less that you know
That's why I'm dying here in intoxicated dreams
When the light hits my life you know it's worse than it seems
And I feel the same as I always did
It's twisting it's turning
And it's all predetermined
The way you thought it'd go
But you can't recall
It’s twisting and turning
The lies and the vermin the words
You thought you'd said
But you can't recall
And I feel the same as I always did
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Of the Pack Windsor, Ontario
Of the Pack is an indie rock duo from Windsor, Ontario.
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