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Make Up Is War Paint It's times like these That we finally begin To examine our escape options We're set far back and I'm feeling doubt Cold whispers in our ears We're controlled by ourselves This clever artifice entangles us ever more Sickness rots me at my core and I'm stabbing my gut Stop this endless complexity, I'm lost in communication Sinking my grip into the dirt of this situation I'm hanging on as tight as I can As the world around me rotates faster My knuckles are weakened and my flesh turns thin Flesh meets flesh for a bitter ending Paste my hands to cover my eyes Her rotting voices is trailing in my mind And her f

Those Who Can Save Themselves, Should In lieu of her presence I am content with this madness, those who can save themselves should, I've been laden with this manic sickness for much too long, As fanaticism takes grip I swallow on broken shards of thoughts I don't dare to say.   Don't approach me, I have nothing left to sacrfice. The fact is, when I see my own reflection, I'm staring at everything I failed to be.   The soft euphony of your voice beckons.   Stop calling me, I'm losing sight of my sanity.   Those who can, should save themselves.   Don't say a word, you know this night well, take one last look at me as you chok

Press Your Face To The Glass Stock up on goodbyes and angry words They know we're peering through shattered glass Another reason to forget and let it go Another reason that's never enough Boundaries of social wire seperate And she's fogging up the glass Pixelated tones of her voice Distorted over an old fashioned telephone And they know he fell so quickly Did she know she could have stopped this now And they know he pressed his face so sickly To the window as they turned around Burn these photographs of easy thoughts and broken girls My head is rushing, won't they crucify him alone? I set up mirrors to reflect my image Through

The Art Of Falling Apart We are just faces in this crowd I see this falling apart This apostasy sickens me We set the boundaries so far This time we're going down We're going down A million faces reflecting off our lies Exchange of sentiments We examine the anthropology of leaving forgotten Forever forgotten Apathetic ghosts we follow the motions We follow the motions No use apologizing I swallow dirty lies as I drown in this swamp we made Thick smoke billows to the heavens and we see our sign We see our sign I need some assurance I need to see this through The last of the prophets has fallen I feel so sick from this viole

Prying My Eyes Shut Cast me off in a shadow This unfortunate game I'm a lasting impression But I'm never the same I spent weeks walking backwards Trying hard to hold dear All the things that you spoke from Your beautiful lips Cross out the face And tear out my eyes I'm calling your name Through the thick, cloudy sky And so high above us These emotions do drain Into heavenly sunsets And we're never the same In both sickness and laughter I've remembered your name In both sinking and madness I've loved you the same Please hold back I know what I want I know what I want Please hold back dear I'm holding out for my chance

Watching The Curtain Fall How have we come so far? Is there such a purpose? Twisting my fate in my bare hands I can't reach below the surface Trust in God is trust in you I'm not acting on the words Playing pretend with a straight face Conquer the sight to begin again Break the lining to sink into insides Dive right in, if you dare Crystal eyes with a hue of darkness Playing games that aren't right or fair Aiming above for fear of falling Keeping my thoughts away from there Eyes on me Just in case I'm pretending Hidden in a safe place Can you feel That there is more Place your hands on my face No big deal I've felt befo

Stomach Lining Doesn't Grow Back This room is so quiet So dull and so gray The doctors give me pills Just to keep me awake Sleepless at night so I take a few more Half hour later, passed out on the floor In this medicated world Things are black and white What keeps me awake Helps me sleep well at night And if I should wake to find that I don't feel right There's a pill for that too, it's little and white I've digested my insides And I've felt the withdrawl I've been relying on something To have the strength to just crawl Gripping my chest, anxiety wakes Bleeding my stomach, just to feel fake I keep my emotions stored in the

Noname 27 So I thought you said We shared the same dream 'Cause I wasted my nights Building on that And all the things we did Never even mattered And the things we didn't Will never happen So just forget to call Don't leave a message saying goodbye I've got the idea And I'm leaving as of now Baby, you and I Were the perfect disaster It almost makes me laugh Before I cry And after this is over Will you tell him about me? 'Cause when it's over I've got nothing left at all Is it enough to say I'm sorry it had to end this way I don't blame you, honey But it's all your fault So is it enough to say I'm not sorry for what I

Noname 6 We walk away in opposite directions Screaming at the sun Cursing the ground we walk on Breaking ties and disconnecting Let this be your lesson Next time we'll be progressing With raptured skies and hidden motives We'll move closer to this moment Run and hide It's the only way to escape If only I could dissect your selection I'd find the pieces to be Only temporary We move so slowly without correction Only we will find What we know to be true With raptured skies and hidden motives We'll move closer to this moment Run and hide It's the only way to escape Run and hide! It's the only way! We were meant for so much

Noname 13 Let go of my insides I feel your eyes on the back of my neck Ripping through my flesh I'm getting out before this goes too far Questions reside in your mouth As motives hide inside your skull Be honest with me Leave now, before I go Sick and twisted, caught in desire You're playing a cruel, harsh game I'll replace paranoia with my fists tight Back off, you've already lost it So many ways to account for these actions And I know, you'll never tell one I'll replace paranoia with my knuckles white Back off, you've already lost it Judgemental and reasoning with sickness Your eyes are so caught in these flames That rise

She wrote me: This is the time of all things read; the time of books, clean hands, straw dogs, shared looks. This is the time that finds the time to settle down; to open that smile with enormous plans; to pound on metal rolled with rust; to lie when lovers lie, alone, quiet, in kitsch and style. She wrote me: Death for some is a careless cat, one that lacks a voice—and love— and never plays chess. But that is not my choice. You see, I prefer the quieter sort; the kind of death that stalks one through shapeless blur, a caress of trust and a lack of breath—now three, now two— a sweet bluff and a face that