Sharon

And this is the part where I leave for good.
We'll pretend like we're together,
just how it started.
Now that we know eachother inside and out,
it's like clockwork.
Let's take our clothes off
in disguise for amusement.
How long will this moment last?

You said if it hurts then you don't remember it
but think of how much pleasure's left
when only fear is painted on your chest...

And this is the part when I drop all gaurd.
Leave it to the driver to get me lost,
where tires make soothing sounds.
Then, I'll crawl out of this sweat,
and all of it's coolness.
But it'll take a child to ask questions
and dull soul to resort to my story.

No, I'll never go there,
To the part where you are crying.
Stand that photo in a steady dark room
with what ties us.

You said it never felt so good
I doubt you'd lie about that,
just like I doubt this is our last.
Are you ready for me to prove the rest?

Whether you like it or not, man,
Better keep it in the right hands.

Anna

Anna come back
Anna come back
no, you don't know
what you're running from

You got two bare feet
in the snow
and no, you don't know
where it's comin' from

So please please please
Don't go!
Just follow, follow, follow
the shiny brick road

You shoulda' locked your steps
shoulda' saved that breath

So Anna come back
Anna come back
Don't know who told you so
But you're loved

Frost-bitten your chattering teeth
Are wearing the rings
of your father's house
and all you got now
is some delusion of home

Larry

There was a man who saw the future
Evaporated the sublime
Said goodbye to his wife this time
This time, people will be covered in black
Crushed by beauty's veil

You've only got one page left
Oh wise, larry
How will you use it?
How will you lose it?
The future is solvable
Like you soul, don't you know?
They're watchin' it...
So blindly misled
By mirrors

But here is a man who saw the future

Trace

Trace, trace, trace
I saw you lookin' at those flowers
Oh, trace, trace
I could have stood there
For hours and hours
And Hours and hours
But I only had a moment
And I don't wanna let you see the cigarette in my hand

You see, I've traced, I've traced, I've traced
All the steps that led us
And lead us and lead us
And lead us on
That led us here...
To this place

This god awful place
I'm leavin' it in three months
Pollen to the source
A randomized course, my veins are...

But if you ask, I'll never leave
I'll never leave
I'll never leave
I'll never leave
I'll never leave
But I've only got a moment
And I don't wanna let you see the cigarette in my hand

Traced-out, traced-out,
Have you ever been called by your name?
Traced-out?
All the steps just keep on goin'
And growin' and growin'
And leadin' me on
And I'm walkin' with no one
I'm singin' alone
Oh, Traced-out, I've gotta let you see me
Oh, Trace,
I've gotta let you be taken
Which don't matter baby
I know you can smell it

Brendan

After what I did
I don't know if
I'll get out of here...
But I'll tap you out
And ask you what they think
'cause you look at me weird...

I can't tell you this but
I miss my mother
Telling me my eyes are bright.
All these fools look at me with fright.

But you notice all the right things
And you notice what I've done without asking.
You can look me straight and tell me not to fear,
Walk the system I dare not.

So fuck it,
I miss that hall and all
the stories from god...
I miss that upper hand
and all the things I have forgot.
I miss my mother,
The one she never thought she was.

All these fools can't read between lines
And all these fools drink piss from my cup.
All these fools wish they could fight like me.
All these fools raped my family
like they were taught.

1 - The Whisper

You whisper it had been done,
and this was after months of mirroring
my hind-sight that leveled us with the answer you hid.
I'm still tumbling' down a livid riddle
and I spit on my own grave,
resting only for the scent of your neck.
I'll find my way through this blessed unending space.

In less than three days, maybe,
I’ll release the daemons in me.
Pacing at the gates is no place for the used...
Did you hear the bisque, fracture?
I am a frozen vow spent.
Oh, this cold tile floor has erased everything
but the impurity,
but the impurity.

and maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
she misses me, a leviathan described as weak.
As I wish I was,
but only the oppressed lie in concrete sleep.

Well, if you ever lose yourself,
become the universe,
you've got to feel you need to be heard
to truly understand these words.
These words are all a lack of understanding
and seasons will remain the same
and you will tune out the meaning.
Are you looking up at me?
Are you nervously moving?
Ahora
Ahora
Ahora
Ahora