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Tracts
02:03
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I'll never grow old enough
to get the reason why you were gone
your hands hold tight
a motivation still not in sight
but I can't say
but I can't say I didn't care
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Breakthrough
03:24
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your vices cut the scene
and those spoiled words involve anyone but me
my mouth got tired of keeping things together
and I'll stop caring if this rope starts to unbend
I just can’t stand what you’re saying
I want more, I need more
than just drained words
I still feel the taste of the words you put in my mouth
my chest holds the weight of all the times you brought me down
it’s just so hard to build bridges over time,
especially over night.
I’ll try my best, but it’s like you broke into my mind.
I just can’t stand what you’re saying
I want more, I need more
than just drained words
let’s try not to romanticize
lies won’t get us anywhere this time
you’ll find me drunk on your empty bed
numb enough to hear everything you say
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3. |
Whispers
02:19
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your whispers hit me
made me see who I would live without
who I would lose sight of
and who I would never make proud
I’m lost
just two more days
and I can see you
breathe you in
but my words betrayed me
no one should ever act so self assured
and when you tried to grasp my hand
I was about to sigh my truths out
just two more days
and I can see you
breathe you in
you're a bad sworn promise
but you are the first and last verse that I have ever written
so won't you mind my whispers?
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4. |
(Un)Spoiled
02:53
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silence has come among us
no more fights to deal with
no more useless reasons to walk hand by hand
you're feeding the demons inside my head
every chance I gave you
was wasted all away
but darling, this isn't how it works for me
I keep sleeping with an eye wide open
I'm afraid of them escaping loose
my chest is racing faster
but I no longer care
you're feeding the demons inside my head
every chance I gave you
was wasted all away
but darling, this isn’t how it works for me.
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Poets Were Wrong Lombardy, Italy
Four friends and a practice room, since 2013.
Cremona, Italy
Emo/Alternative
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