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Hiatus
00:33
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Hello Hero
03:54
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Hello, hello, hero... I think I love you.
You know, you know, you don't know... I could resent you.
In this crowded room... yet never so alone.
We're watching you... you were always so damn beautiful?
To see you... is not the same as seeing you.
And I can hear you... but I never hear from you.
And I miss you...
You're the itch I can't scratch
And I'd nearly forgotten I'm not over you.
Made that drifting life feel like tribe,
Dragged me outside my comfort-zone.
Now I'm hundred and hundreds of moments away from you...
You were always so unreachable.
But I'm catching you... I'm far from being broken
And I will find you, in this story of descent.
So hello, hello hero!
(Hello, hello, hero!)
So you're the hero again...fighting for some happy ending.
But it's not the same... the last time was just make-believing.
When you get knocked down by... the aftershock of a nothing feeling.
Got to stand back up... 'cos this is not some fairytale.
This is not some fairytale..
This is not your fairytale.
Hello... I think I love you!
You know, you never knew!
In this crowded room...
We're watching you..
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Ship On Fire
04:17
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There's a storm on the horizon, predictable as clockwork.
There's a white hat in the movie... and I think it's you.
A little crack, the mission creep, that demand for compromise...
You say, "Everybody pays in this life... so why not for you?"
When you want to look defeat in the ass,
You've got high-rise vision but
your foundation's cracked.
You've got to dig deep, confront it face on.
It's time to stop the rot before it's begun.
If you cut out the roots will this tree grow back?
They'll make you a liar, they'll make you a liar
You can't see the horizon for smoke on the deck.
This ship is on-fire, this ship is on-fire
It's an act of misdirection, self-sabotaged misshapen connection...
This reframing of intention, there's a rot within.
A brittle piece of broken art, a lesson in failure right from the start.
This sinking feeling and the falling apart...
We're flotsam again.
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No Time
02:20
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You could take a stand and hit the rewind.
For the sake of sanity, reset the deadlines.
They say, "You only live once and you never get back time."
He's a midnight thief and he's kindof wasting...
I've got no time for lies!
I've got no time for waiting..
I've got no time for perfection (deception?)
No hesitating...
I've got no time to lose..
I've got no time for my own excuses.
There's so much to do...
But I wanna make, wanna take, wanna waste some time with you!
Time waits for no-man but it damned well broke when you.
Gave me car-crash feelings. So let it roll over.
I've got a 1 page diary and it says' right here, right now'
Let me schedule those flames... because they're kindof fleeting
I've got no time for sleep,
I've got no time for TV singers,
I've got no time to keep.
I've got no time for saints or sinners
I've got no time to speak of...
I've got no time for your religion.
I've got no time to queue
But I'll always make, always take, always find the time...
( These times are for the taking, )
( Hold two hands against the sea. ) ... for you!
( Each digit crushed and frozen, )
( Let the tocks re-tick for me. )
( Cos passions are too fleeting )
( Savour every drowning breath between... )
( If I gave you 10 good moments, )
( Would you give me back 15? )
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The InSect London, UK
AN UN-POP GOTH BAND FROM LONDON.
MAKING A BUZZ FROM THE CRACKS AND DARK PLACES, LEAVING DAMP PATCHES.
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