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Do you remember, when you believed in me
And Do you remember, how you used to look at me
Now those memories, disappear
Now it makes you cringe, to watch me unhinged
On way mirrors, into a padded room
It's not safe inside, it's not safe inside
The damage is not, external
No pads can protect, the internal object
A straight jacket will only, make it worse
There will be nothing left, but discourse
I don't want to be, and experiment
Any, anymore
I want to wake up, with a hangover,
A hangover from drinking
Not from thinking, anymore (about my core)
I took chemistry in school
There was nothing about making me a fool
This experiment has too man variables
This mind has had too many trials
To many failures should give you a hint
This is a failed experiment
I'm tired of being a lab rat
Want to escape the pharma trap
This disease is in my soul
It's taking a chemical toll
To many failures should give you a hint
This is a failed experiment
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One More Minute
03:41
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No, you should not be so blind
That you can't read my mind
Now I know it's taboo, just to talk to you
If I just glance at you, it will be misconstrued
One minute I see you
30 minutes and it's okay
1 Hour and I'm playing it cool
1 day and I start to melt away6
36 hours and I'm losing control
36 hours and it's taking a toll
1 more minute and I'll lose my soul
One more minute
The thought of your smile
Makes me walk the extra mile
To be with you and all that's true
With all of the rhymes and all of the times
I lost my mind over you
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3. |
All 24 Hours
04:16
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The cat's on top of the covers
Begging me to let her in
Under the covers, I try to ignore
16 hours a day
8 hours a night
I have no appetite
16 and 8 and I'm thinking of fate
15 and 9 I don't think it's benign
14 and 10 It's starting to spread
The fire it flickers after being dead
The phone chirp makes me jump
Like a horror film with no hope
Words are compelling me to my bed
It's all fun and games
Until it is not
And I think underneath the veil, it is not
I've had a bottle of wine
But I'm still standing this time
Talking in circles and codes
My mind is starting to erode
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4. |
Standing On The Edge
08:23
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Give me just one week with you
So I can last a lifetime without you
Intoxication and scramble brain wave, tell me you are around
And any control I once had leaves me, without my crown
Will you help my body find my mind, he is lost without a sign
Can you help my mind find my body
He is asleep without a melody
In a field of poppy
I'm now a carbon copy
Of my old self in another dimension, that is not reality, this is my specialty,
A realist in an unreal world,
It's unrealistic in the real world
if this is not convincing
Then we should start distancing, ourselves from ourselves
Especially for those who can't live, with themselves
Talking in code with words that can't be unlocked,
Whispering sensations that can't be ignored,
Running through scenarios
On my stereo
And crawling on the floor
To a closed door
I can run through a field of roses
And still not decide
Why the beauty can be so unkind
Or if I should lie down and close my eyes,
Above me skies that cries
And below me flowers and thorns
And I'm torn
Between heaven and hell
My whispers are yells
For those who can't tell
I read your words over and over again
Before they are gone I want to keep them, in my head
So desperate for your connection,
The weather is my conversation
Well.... How's the weather
It's sunny and stormy, just no clarity
For a confused weatherman, this is insanity
The rivers flowing now, Can't stop the flood
I can't move because I'm stuck in the mud
I can't help myself, maybe it is forbidden
To walk through the gates of heaven
What if I can't keep this hidden
I'm rolling dice hoping for a seven
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5. |
200 Miles
04:17
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I can barely see you, in your camouflage
But when the right tune comes on, I know what I want to do
I have to start by apologizing, it's not eulogizing
But I want to destroy the barrier between heaven and hell
2 years and 200 miles
700 days and 200 miles
I sent me to prison, the sentence was life
I regret that decision, because of all the strife
700 days, that's how long it took
To get through this maze, no longer in a haze
Anticipating the next phase
You're my blank canvas, I think I'll start with blue
You are a beautiful ocean, I want to dip into
Then I go with white, so I can reach the highest height
With you I'll see, the final light
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Old English Church
06:14
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You want to hear something dirty
I don't want to be flirty
I want to walk into the empty church
And be a sinner with you
600 years it has stayed
25 minutes we played
I don't want to desecrate you
I want to desecrate this place
I want to sit in the pew
And sin with you
Telling my confessions
Of my ill intentions
Of how I want to be with you
Now I've got my scarlet letter
I've graduated to isolation
Just a continued violation
And I can't see things are going to get any better
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7. |
Stand Up
02:57
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Stand up for evolution
Stan up for the revolution
We need change
With change there's pain
With change we will gain
Leave behind the stain
Evolution is the solution
Don't get lost in the confusion
Our goals should be the same
We all need love we can claim
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If my guitar has nothing to say
Then listen to these words, and let them take you away
And I don't know what they say
I look at these lyrics and they're all I have left of you
There were never any pictures to preserve memories
There was only 2 days
And I don't know what you'd say
Sometimes the spoken silence ends up
In the vibration of my strings
It is trying to tell us something
But it is open for interpretation
At least now the silence has a destination
There is a bit of news
I know have a muse
There would be no words
Without her curves
And I don't know what she'd say
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Autumns Ocean Virginia Beach, Virginia
Guitars - Chris Malikian
Lyrics - Chris Malikian
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