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01 maybe it is gold
02:08
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your silence is so long and loud
i don't know how it'll ever end
it's such a small request a dose of respect
some words some communication
the lights reflect off the silver or maybe it is gold
i haven't been close enough to know
i have to rely on pictures i don't like the way it shimmers
when the words you sing are supposed to be
the thing that comforts me
your silence is so long and loud
i don't know how it'll ever end
it's such a small request it would kill this regret
but the time passes and nothing changes
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02 bury your truth
03:38
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bury your truth in the distance between us
bury it in these miles
bury your truth til you can't remember it
bury it until it dies
bury it until it dies
bury it until it dies
well i don't know where your lies end
and where your truth begins
i don't know where your lies end
and where your truth begins
bury your truth in these years of silence
bury it in a mountain of lies
bury your truth in effects and dissonance
bury it until it dies
bury your truth in girls of convenience
bury it in the arms of your
i won't let
the spur of some moment
steal what has happened
and bury it away
you can't just
erase the past with
the flip of a switch won't
turn night into day
i don't know where your lies end
and where your truth begins
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03 revenge
02:48
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revenge will be the storm i bring
when your sunny day is upon you
when you think the world is in your hands
and the ground is solid beneath you
i will be the earthquake
that breaks the world beneath you
i will be the ocean wave
that steals the ground beneath you
revenge will be the storm i bring
when your sunny day is upon you
i will be the falling rain
the flood the thunder the lightning
i will be the reminder
of every fucked up thing you've done
i will be the reminder
of every fucked up thing you've done
revenge will be the storm i bring
when your sunday is upon you
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04 children of fathers
02:28
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we are the children of fathers
who fought in senseless wars a world away
as senseless as the stitches that
left scars on my mother's face
hit with a fist that belongs to my father
if love isn't violence then what is it?
if love isn't violence then what is it?
we are the children of mothers
who buried their feelings in bottles or pills or both
she told me to defend us
she said i was the only one who could
but she had a choice and i was a child
if love isn't sacrifice then what is it?
if love isn't sacrifice then what is it?
we are the children of fathers
we grew up we left home
we entered the world alone
fearless in the face
of what isn't a father's rage
but how do we know
who to love how to love to be loved?
if love isn't violence then what is love?
if love isn't silence then what is love?
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05 for the living
01:58
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you mourn the dead
but you treat the living so bad
you'd think you'd learn
after all of these years
life, this life is for the living
this world is for the living
love is for the living
what good is the love you show
the only love you know how to give
to the heart, the heart
that has ceased its beating
this life all life is for the living
this world is for the living
love is for the living
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06 collateral damage
03:18
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you're at the top of the world
but your heart is under the feet
of everyone you've ever loved or trusted
under their feet or in their teeth
while you become who you were meant to be
it should be so satisfying but it isn't
you're empty and alone at the top of the world
what choice do you have but to set it on fire
if it were a man's war
they would call it collateral damage
you played nice so long, it didn't work
stabbed in the back by everyone you loved or trusted
they will trade you for a man who keeps failing upward
what choice do you have but to watch the world burn
what choice do you have but to watch the world burn
if it were a man's war
they would call it collateral damage
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