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“I've ascended
Past the walls of my own thoughts.
Create a legend
With the power of a God
Locked off the gateway
The key is in my hands
It's my way, the right way
No one rules like I can
How does it feel
To watch from the bottom as I climb?
How does it feel?”
Lose your senses
realize you'll have to face
consequences
soon enough if you can't change
You held the key but
The lock’s not a constant.
Refuse to adapt, then
admit that you lost it.
How does it feel
To accept that you lost it all?
How does it feel
To watch from the bottom as it falls?
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To end up at the bottom after all?
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Rockstar Illusion
02:51
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Live out all my dreams
with words on the screen
No pain when we fall
With these padded walls
No need for amends
If they’re not my friends
Need that “famous” feel
Even if none of it’s real
We’re not good enough
To get any real life attention
and no one gives a fuck
Outside of our imagination
No one ever thought that I was cool
Now I have a space where I can act
Just like all the people in high school
Who always knocked me down and held me back
Quietly we can
Shut the door and lock ourselves in
so we can play pretend
as long as no one breaks the illusion
Nobody break the illusion
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3. |
Into the V0id
03:22
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Can anybody hear me
In this sea of noise?
(Is there anyone there?)
Everything I say is
Passed up and ignored
Will anybody listen?
I’m losing my voice
(Does anybody care?)
Will I always be screaming
Out into the void?
Welcome to the outside
Beside the rest, you’re all alone
Listen back; no reply
Silence is all we know
Out in the black, by yourself
No one’s there to hear your calls
Scream all you want, It won’t help
Cause every word you say dissolves
I’ve done all that I can do
(this time, this time is different)
My smoke signals in their view
(No one looks, I’m finished)
There’s no point to even try
(Out here, nobody can see)
Escape the vacuum of the void
(next time, next time it’s not me)
Everything you think you feel
Is just the dust that’s in the air
Make no mistake; nothing’s real
Don’t let them make you think they care
Scream until your lungs collapse
No echo back when you call
Open your eyes to the pure black
Just like they weren’t open at all
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4. |
real_life
03:52
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Evaporate
Close your eyes, and evaporate
Open your mind
To what it feels like to be alive
Exhaust your eyes
ignore your sense of passing time
You’re losing touch
As you slip away
When the world is too much
Just let your brain
Disintegrate
Take a breath, and disintegrate
The world is meant
To be experienced with a clear head
So just accept
The pressure that will snap you in the end
Exhaust your mind
That’s what it feels like to be alive
Don’t open your eyes
And let go of passing time
You’re losing touch
As you drag behind
When the world is too much
Just let your mind
Evaporate
Close your eyes, and evaporate
Take a breath, and disintegrate
Let it go, and dissociate
Free your mind, and evaporate
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5. |
Stomping Ground
04:01
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Grind the sawblade down
to a dull so it can't cut
Wear the latch out
so the door doesn't shut
Beat a dent into the gong
so it'll never ring
Stick around for way too long
Never spread your wings
Walk away
Build a thousand monuments and watch every single one decay
Cut the line
drag your tires across that same street one last time
Wait around long enough, and iron starts to rust
Stomp in place for long enough, and stone turns to dust
Beat your hand against the wall
Until your fist is bleeding
Stick around for way too long
Never spread your wings
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6. |
Outro (pt. 2)
03:43
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Outside the walls
no one hears the cries
He was the only one he thought
Could open all their eyes
He had a plan
A vision to match
But only a spark without
A fuse will never catch
Now he stands alone
With no success to show
He never realized
All he'd come to sacrifice
He didn’t know he bet it all
Now he’s got no one to break his fall
He knew better than them
And when he showed his hand
He knew that was when
They’d all finally understand
But he didn’t catch his straight
Now everyone’s moved on
And he finds out way too late
The price of being wrong
He pushed them all away
Because of what he felt he had to say
Contrary to a fault
Now they're all better off
When everyone’s gone
And you’ve failed for so long,
That’s the perspective you need
To finally see what’s wrong.
So after all
I finally see
That all this time
What’s wrong was me
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