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A Slave's Initiation
01:13
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Trophies
03:55
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From the very first word you were the puppeteer
You pulled my strings thought I had nothing to fear
Every day we grew closer wasting more of my time
I couldn’t back out until you crossed the line
You put me with your trophies a smile on your face
Left to collect the dust is where I lay
You told me your ethics what you want to uphold
It seems you’ve forgotten everything you’ve been told
Hypocritical actions, promises made of sand
Gone with the mist everything that you planned
I’m not gonna lie I feel hurt
A stab in the back doesn’t feel nice
No matter how bad I’m screwed over
I still come back every time
Trying to cross the bridges you burnt
Not subtle right in front of my eyes
I thought that you had morals to uphold
Dark thoughts arise
My morals, they fester
My lust I can’t contain
I can’t let you go
The moons reflection
These sleeping pills
I’ll drive the knife deep
My hands feel warm
How can you look into my eyes and say we’re still friends
I don’t understand it doesn’t make sense
The way you act is different to what you say
How could you be so stupid and throw it all away
A trophy on your shelf
Is all I’ll ever be
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Best For Me
04:48
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I’m tired of being what you want me to be
I’ll make my own choices
And do what I please
I’m tired of following your instructions
And fulfilling all of your dreams
I’ll do what’s best for me
I took my chances, I bade my time
Pushed so hard to get across the line
No one in front, or in the way
But you and your rules, your hindrance stays
Downfall on the man at the top of the class
Followed orders as they asked
9-5 boring life
Clean house and a pretty wife
Live a life sitting at a desk
With the bags building on my eyes
Stay inside, never see the sun
If life has no meaning then screw this I’m done
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Virgin Sun
03:51
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Get your hands off of this
The land reaped to eternal blackness
The darkened sky lights up
The cold remains of us
The land of which we once loved
Is now all that we hate
As well as being our fault
It’s also those who dwell in the graves
Your eyes fade from blue to grey
Can't you see this?
Formal insertion will do nothing
The word will be passed
The trees have fallen, the poles have turned
Is there anything left that we haven’t burned?
We watch as the mountains crumble into the Red Sea
I peer through the smog is there anything left of me?
May these signs be a mountain before
Because the devil never sleeps he is the tempting greed inside you
May these flames be a beacon of shame because the lie that we've lived has sealed us to our fate
Fortune has lead us to the cover of the corpses
Now we watch the world burn before our eyes
We know what we've done
We all know
Get your hands off of me
The man whipped to external bleeding
The darkened sky lights up
The dead end of our lives
Wasted chances and no way backs
From selfish living and filling in the cracks
We’ve gone too far, It aint gonna work
You never heal, you only hurt
The trees have fallen, the poles have turned
Is there anything left that we haven’t burned?
We watch as the mountains crumble into the Red Sea
I peer through the smog is there anything left of me?
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Tomorrows Ever Ending Singapore
Matthew - Vocals
Chad - Guitar/vocals
Philip - Guitar
Gio - Bass
Rory - Drums
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