1. |
Derailed
04:45
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If you think we've scratched the surface
Please tell me when you've found you're wrong
Reality stings like poison
Antidote is a permanent measure.
What is truth?
What's a mirage?
What's insanity?
When frail veins scream to open,
then let the cure in...
I cannot feel the same caught in the other's wake
I see a smile on your face,
take my naivety away.
Felt the breath of these demons clamoring at my chest
They're hoping to collapse my lungs
Bow my knees
As I succumb
If they ever steal your final thought
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever feel nothing at all
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever fear the numbing pain that haunts you through the hours;
If you ever feel nothing at all.
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
In a strange twist of fate,
you've caught me locked in my own cage.
Robbed me of my innocence
Your senses fail,
My senses rise.
It keeps coming in waves.
If they ever steal your final thought
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever feel nothing at all
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever fear the numbing pain that haunts you through the hours;
If you ever feel nothing at all.
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
Gather round to watch the fall.
Try to stay in tact,
as jaws drop to the floor.
Held together like stained glass,
a fragile piece one push away from collapse.
Condemned in the wake of determination
An outstretched hand that was torn away from me
If they ever steal your final thought
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever feel nothing at all
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
If you ever fear the numbing pain that haunts you through the hours;
If you ever feel nothing at all.
They're holding onto, they're holding onto you
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2. |
Same as Yesterday
04:00
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Justified jeers from the culprit
Don't bat an eye
Just go along with it
Regress down to my self defense
A kind of lock jaw
Cannot shake it and
This constant push down really starts to bite
It's agonizing and I cannot I,
Can't deny no, can't regress again
Can't repeat no, can't repress again
Stay composed in a well oiled machine
Of the same damn broken, wretched things
Find yourself aligned with the sick disease
Of the same damn broken wretched things
Transfixed once again
It's known that I own what I permit
And you won't forgive
Well I don't forget
An age old tale that will never end
We'll bend the frame until it fits
You will inch your way into the common wound
Stay composed in a well oiled machine
Of the same damn broken, wretched things
Find yourself aligned with the sick disease
Of the same damn broken wretched things
A dreadful glimpse
Into a sea of certainty
I'll simply sit as the cycle repeats
Same suit, same gaze, but a different name
I fell into another sadist's game
The pressure builds
Be a good girl and bow your head
Stay composed
Stay composed
Stay composed in a well oiled machine
Of the same damn broken, wretched things
Find yourself aligned with the sick disease
Of the same damn broken wretched things
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3. |
Collapsible
04:28
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I curse my lungs to the summer air
I steal feel the plague of winter
I live just so that I still breathe
Push down the truth into calamity
And each day I turn to stone
We've put tourniquets on
Collapsible lungs
Diseased and succumbed
To this kind of life
In the realm of your God I found no peace
The devil quickly found me
We've put tourniquets on
Collapsible lungs
Diseased and succumbed
To this kind of life
We've put tourniquets on
Collapsible lungs
Diseased and succumbed
To this kind of life
Falling faster
Realize this war is not meant to be won
Gasp for air as I try to pull myself out
Falling faster
Realize this war is not meant to be won
Gasp for air and try to pull out
Cornered at last I bite my tongue
The ends been in sight since the hurting begun
I can live just to breathe
but I'm frozen in fear
of the plague of the winter
We've put tourniquets on
Collapsible lungs
Diseased and succumbed
To this kind of life
We've put tourniquets on
Collapsible lungs
Diseased and succumbed
To this kind of life
this kind of life
this kind of life
this kind of life.
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4. |
Exposure Therapy
05:11
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Is this it?
Will it finally end?
The hundred times before have made me numb to this.
What do you have in store
or will you make me beg again?
Just a victim that you use as you wish.
I cannot forgive, and I won't let you forget it.
Is this shadow real, or am I falling?
Falling
Nightmares follow me til consciousness becomes a
Hollow daydream
Am I sick?
Or plagued by your contempt?
I'd rather suffocate than feel you closing in.
You always wanted more.
Your voice still echoes within
This hollow shell you forced to cave to all demands.
I cannot forgive,
I'll watch you burn in the end.
Is this shadow real, or am I falling?
Falling
Nightmares follow me til consciousness becomes a
Hollow daydream
Trapped inside this cage you've
Built around me
Lingering in me
You've taken more
Than what you stole
And now your hollow ghost it
Still haunts me
Though you're buried deep.
Hollow.
Hollow.
Hollow.
You've made me hollow.
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