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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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Dust has settled on my frame of mind |
| [00:43.02] |
Misunderstood prices paid blindly for your sins |
| [00:52.42] |
Remedies and resolutions unreachable from here |
| [01:04.47] |
Past the point of solution |
| [01:08.83] |
But inside your eyes there's nothing left to see |
| [01:17.49] |
Just a dull reflection of what I use to be |
| [01:25.33] |
No more us just me and just you and just things that aren't true |
| [01:34.96] |
There's no more tolerance in me no patience no understanding |
| [01:42.53] |
I'm simply worn out run out of answers |
| [01:51.08] |
Your foundation laid with confusion |
| [01:55.69] |
Bruises my confidence in myself and in you |
| [02:03.98] |
And modern concrete and dreams |
| [02:08.89] |
Perched on the verge of truth |
| [02:13.06] |
He reached inside my womb |
| [02:17.41] |
And retrieved a circus of my masquerades |
| [02:26.06] |
Dense, thick with facades and rotten with time |
| [02:33.71] |
And replaced inside my tiny belly |
| [02:40.97] |
What he thought there sound be |
| [02:45.02] |
And in my grew the smallest tragedy |
| [02:51.37] |
And what do you have to say |
| [02:56.91] |
Silence breaks across your lips |
| [03:01.41] |
Luscious and delicious darling deafened by your indifference |
| [03:10.39] |
My cradle up inside with my own shadows |
| [03:17.21] |
I find it hard |
| [03:21.78] |
Hard to see things for what they are |
| [03:25.78] |
I stuff and swallow them these razor sharp memories |
| [03:34.56] |
And they cut on the inside |
| [03:38.62] |
Where it's most unapparent to you |
| [04:17.45] |
Inside your eyes there's nothing left to see |
| [04:26.17] |
Just a dull reflection of what I use to be |
| [04:33.93] |
No more us just me and just you and just things that aren't true |
| [04:44.13] |
There's no more tolerance in me no patience no understanding |
| [04:51.35] |
I'm simply worn out run out of answers |
| [04:59.88] |
Your foundation laid with confusion |
| [05:04.43] |
Bruises my confidence in myself and in you |
| [05:12.64] |
And modern concrete and dreams |
| [05:17.21] |
Perched on the verge of truth |
| [05:21.26] |
He reached inside my womb |
