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Deer
05:35
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I fell asleep to the sound of trumpets calling my name
I'm next in line but my faith remains shaken to the core
I don't know if there's anything left worth fighting for
If the Savior can see all the ways I have failed
Then why does he let me put in the nails?
I've sealed my fate
I stand in front of those gates
But I have no wounds to prove my faith to you
I'm not sure if I still believe
Show me how and I'll my heart on my sleeve
If the Savior can see all the ways I have failed
Then why does he let me put in the nails?
I've tried to repent but I can't be sincere
In your headlights I'm just a deer
If the Savior can see all the ways I have failed
Then why does he let me put in the nails?
He gives me these nails
Why does he give me all these nails?
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2. |
My Sin
03:20
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Safety, please come
Unload your clips I'm done
I have no face
Life's losing race
I'm losing faith
I'd smoke all these lesser sins just to feel what they're like within
What they're like within, to get a taste of my sin
Hang me, tie your noose
You hate me, I have proof
Spyglass on the window pane
Clear skies, but I see rain
I'll still rage
I'll smoke all these lesser sins just to feel what they're like within
What they're like within, to get a taste of my sin
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3. |
Love in an Empty Frame
07:49
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Take me back to that passive time
Where words had their weight, but no passion to hide
If we could take back all the things we said
Then maybe I wouldn't be alone in this bed
But that was then and this is now
We're so fucked up the jury's out again
You said that things would be different
There's nothing left to figure out now
If I could fade, I'd fade away for you
And let a better man come be true to you, be true to you
There's all these empty bottles lying on my floor
We try to sink but we're washed back to shore
But that was then and this is now
We're so fucked up the jury's out again
You said that things would be different now
There's nothing left to figure out now
If I could fade, I'd fade away for you
And let a better man come be true for you, be true for you
When all is stripped away
We will see that our love's an empty
Beneath all our smiles hides our shame
And you know I'm the one to blame
So take me away, take me away
Under those waves and wash me clean
I can't forget the smell of your hair or the look in your eyes
Or the way that you smile that rips past the lies
I need to go, and be free
From the stars in the sky and the alcohol lies
And the few sleepless nights and the dim morning light
I need to go and be free
When all is stripped away
We will see that our love's an empty frame
Beneath all our smiles hides our shame
And you know I'm the one to blame
I'm the one to blame
Wash me clean
Just wash me clean
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4. |
The Millennial
05:37
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I'm just another 20 something loser
Who thinks he can make it big but just ends up another abuser
Cause I can't write songs without frying my brain with glycerin and cyanide
You wonder why I live this fucked up life
I'm just another 20 something fuck up that's loose in the world
Just a self-righteous attention whore
I'd rather die young than watch myself grow old
I'd sell my soul if it wasn't already sold
Take me back, take back your hands
Disaster strikes our best laid plans
My brain hangs on the edge of a knife
I'm the poster boy of this fucked up millennial life
I'm just another 20 something with no place to go
Just a strung out addict whose brain works too slow
Cause I don't want to live that white picket life
I'd live a lie just to stay high
My conscience is on sabbatical
The holes in my head will never be full
I'll pretend it's not the end
Take me back, turn back your hands
Cause disaster strikes our best laid plans
My brain hangs on the edge of a knife
I'm the poster boy of this fucked up millennial life
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5. |
Wake Up (My Epilogue)
06:24
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Sow your seeds, I'll watch them grow
I know it's the only way you'll ever show how much you care
About my old soul, my withered soul
My body aches for you
I'm going through withdrawal from the truth
Withdrawal from you
Do you still feel the same things you used to
Back when I used to mean something to you
My body aches
My hands shake
My heart quakes
I'm going through withdrawal
I'm going through withdrawal
I'm going through withdrawal from the truth
I'm going through withdrawal from you
From you
My heart is still
My heart is still
Just wake me up
Just wake me up
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Clay Malone Hagerstown, Maryland
Musician. Writer. Thinker.
Let's make music mean something again.
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