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And Here I stand, at the foot of my bed, where have I been?
Pick up the pieces, of the tragic night
Pockets empty but not a jacker in sight
It’ll be all right
You can deny it, ‘til your blue in the face
But you took advantage of something you can’t replace
Scramble together, all the thoughts I have
Can’t let them slip by, they’re all I’ve got
And like that their gone
Glad you picked up and left
Off to join the hated rest
You can deny it, ‘til your blue in the face
But you took advantage of something you can’t replace
Come back to haunt me, another night
Come back to haunt me
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Push me away, you know what’s best for us
Go about life with your guilty charm
This bridge was rusted and set ablaze
Slowly you rot counting down the days
You left us for dead
How can I rise from the fall
Well I can’t look ahead
I’m not walking so tall, anymore
I won’t be the one to lay the blame (What's the point anyway?)
History says I get what I deserve (Will destiny come someday, maybe?)
Truth is now this is reality (And it's closing in on me)
And I won’t be the one to rush to closing doors (So I'll wait for the next one)
Chance – Never to be seized
Faith – Never to be believe
War – Never to be won.
Never to be won.
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Let’s waste the night with a heart attack
Who would’ve thought that this would turn my insides out?
Early collapse because of your hold
The sleepless nights have taken their toll
Your world / Never / Lent me a fucking hand
Why can’t / I see / the roads in front of me?
This life / keeps me / from true identity
Why do I struggle with the past?
Fading fast and coming up short
It’s my roll of the dice, a risk I’ll gladly take
At this stage what can I lose?
The sleepless nights have added up by now
Your world / Never / Lent me a fucking hand
Why can’t / I see / the roads in front of me?
This life / keeps me / from true identity
Why do I struggle with the past?
Handcuffed to my regrets, acquainted with apathy
On this path, I bestowed wasted nights at it's end
Last call, last chance, to salvage what I have
Short climb, cheap lies, when will I fucking learn?
That was, the last, of my integrity
Empty, time shared, bottles stacked to the roof
Starting today – We’ll see how it goes
Sometimes you eat the bar, sometimes the bar eats at you
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This will never be your anthem
I’m just a grown man letting off some steam
You’ve had your chance, please take a seat now
Give someone else the floor, it’s been in your control for too long
There you are, spotlight and all
It’s a moment you worked for but now you can’t let go
You are years removed from struggle
But you preach on as if we still have something to learn
Complain about your everyday
How can it be that bad when Mom and Dad pay the pain away?
You can wave that flag, but we know what you are
You can wave that flag, but we know what you are
So take off the mask, and blind us with the truth
You talk a pretty game, but we want none of it
We’ve had enough
Of your spoon-fed lies
Now it's time
For the bullshit to subside
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Thoughtful of you to promise so much from the start, Another
Fairytale life that’s gone to shit, a promise stemmed from lies
Now I’ll fade away, just for you I’ll fade away
Take the steps, a slow stride on the path of no return
The time has come in my life – To do what’s best for me
Amateur hour is over – And I’m through with the positivity
No more, Will you, Keep me from getting there
No more, Will you, Strip me… from what I’ve earned
It's what I've earned.
Friendships end and caskets close
You’ll have to deal with that on your own
Times have come and since have past
Your life is solely in your hands
It’s all on you, This is all on you
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One foot in front of the other - It’s cold as life as the routine continues
Days without, daylight have taken their toll
I don’t mind this time for reflection – life’s been fine, a share of up’s and down’s
Doesn’t mean I’m happy or content with it
Need a change from this mundane existence
AM/PM – it really makes no difference
A blur of missed calls
The hours pass by
Even the meds won’t let my fucking head rest
It was always supposed to be "more"
That’s what was promised
The love songs of old have let me down
Only the lonely know the feeling
Racing in the street
Backing down at the gates of hell
Need a change from this mundane existence
Am/Pm – it really makes no difference
It was always supposed to be "more"
That’s what was promised
The love songs of old have let me down
Only the lonely know the feeling
Racing in the street
Backing down at the gates of hell
Never been / One to pray / For a break
But give me more / than just / “You’ve got to learn from your mistakes”
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released July 7, 2011
