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To Fear
04:42
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To be content with oneself, before the fall
Into the abyss of the unknown and uncontrollable
Now we’re left with nothing, but the hope of a brighter future
Which you’ll never have the power to see, alive only ever in the present
Now you’re left with what’s in front of your eyes,
Better strap yourself in for the fall,
Always worried what's going on in your mind,
Unconscious noise is all you’ll ever know,
We fear the fear and that’s the power of conscience
We fear the fear and that's the power of conscience
We fear the fear and that’s the power of conscience
We fear the fear and that’s the power of
Feel, feel, feel feel
No, no, no, no
Fear, fear, fear, fear, fear, fear, fear, fear, fear
Piece By piece Pray for Forgiveness Judgement Defeats us Resist Nothing
I see everything, but feel nothing
I see everything, but feel nothing
I see everything, but feel nothing
I see everything, but feel nothing
Accept The now The here The end Fear Love Hate Death
To be here Is to suffer To suffer Is to be alive
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Sinking Tracks
02:49
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You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
Do you ever feel so empty and small?
Do you ever fear that lack of control?
You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
Black horse, in the night sky, is with you, till you die
Your knowledge, to suffer, is with you, you’ll see why
Faithless, existence, in the search for acceptance
Meaningless, resistance, let go of, persistence
You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
You’re coming first in the race to nowhere
Life is lived to search for the answer,
But what is the question?
Life is lived to search for the answer,
But what is the question? What is the Question?
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Perfection/Delete
04:30
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He said to me
I want to watch the sun burn
And I wish there was a better ending to this joke
But I feel no remorse
Because without it
I would be nothing
Keep building up those stars
And watch them burn to the ground
A lesson never to be learnt
Picked up, chewed and spat out
Onto the streets unforgiving arms
We all live in a world
Where we strive for perfection
In your deep seated view
That you’re never be enough
Who the fuck am I?
I want to be like you
Well i'm just sat doing nothing
What am I supposed to do?
If you live to consume
Then you’ll never be happy
Wake up and turn on the news
The Noise will never stop
The noise will never stop
The noise will never stop
The noise will never stop
The noise will never
Stood together at once,
The noise, the stillness and the silence
Between every space and every word
Between everything you’ve ever known
To be together again
Where do I stop? Where do I begin?
To live in a black hole
In the shadow of your own thoughts
I worry people may perceive this all wrong
Perhaps darker than what it is
Lock yourself in and through the key away
No way in, no way out
Rejoice, divine nature, to laugh, to cry
Constantly pulling me in closer than before
If no one ever looked, then no one ever saw
If you make a mistake now, you will never be forgiven
We all believe in something, whatever helps us sleep at night
Broken intimacy, never to be repaired
Why bother when everything can be shared?
Do you feel better about yourself now?
Selling your false world to an audience who don’t care
In a desperate bid for acceptance
To avoid rejection at all costs
You will never achieve what you simply cannot control
You don’t know if you can take it anymore
Resist nothing, compared to those on all fours
Never finding solitude
But when it falls, and it will fall
It will fall like a tree in a forest
Never to be heard, or maybe it never could
Drifting in and out of reality, what was better than before?
Simple suffers, bridging the gap between the beginning and the end
I may never know where i’ll find myself
All or nothing, anything could change at any moment
This could make it all worth it,
Artificial memory, useless knowledge,
Celebrity ambitions and celebrity worship
Self loathing and hatred
All for what?
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4. |
Blossom
04:46
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I’ve been searching among the Ghosts
What for? I’m not sure
I think I saw you there once
Hidden behind the flowers and more
I remember all the words you said to me
But they’re too hard to sing
Now they’re left to crumble in my mind
You won’t remember a thing
As the weeds start to eat, the broken cobblestone
And the flowers start to wither away, just like you
And the flowers start to wither away, just like you
You have hurt and you have lost
To blame yourself comes at a cost
Such a pain is unimaginable to me
But the effects on you are clear to see
Only one thing in life is certain
I think this rooms getting colder
For years you spent working on that garden
Now it’s left to be alone
As the weeds start to eat, the broken cobblestone
And the flowers start to wither away, just like you
And the flowers start to wither away, just like you
I remember you standing there at the window
Looking out into the big blue sky
When I look up to that same sky
I feel you all around me
What I’d do for one more day
What I’d do for one more day with you
As the sky starts to fall
And the birds call no more
As the sky starts to fall
And the birds call no more
I start to wonder if this life means anything at all
Or we’ll just live in fear, till the day we grow old
I want to see life through a simple eye
And when I’m gone, won't you please say it was worth it
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Anyone's Ghost England, UK
Anyone’s Ghost are a 4 piece post punk band from Hertfordshire. The band made a name for themselves locally through bringing an abundance of contagious energy to their shows with songs containing punching melodies and socially aware lyrics. Dreaming big, Anyone’s Ghost want to captivate anyone who comes across their music, whether it be live or recorded. ... more
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