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Eurydice
05:40
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When you were alive I was your tree
and you would find comfort in the darkness below me.
And the others they knew that you were my favorite;
and the letters to you from my grave stand to prove it.
Eurydice I found you in the midst of hell
Oh the daughter I love, come to save me from myself
In wedding attire you thought you'd be
so happy a bride and so interesting.
And your lover he wore a coat made of rhythms
well he dreamt of that night and soiling the linens.
Eurydice I found you in the midst of hell
Oh the daughter I love, come to save me from myself
Yet a mysterious man said that he's known your father
and he told you he had a letter for a dad's favorite daughter.
Well he stole you away from the man made of music;
stole you into the night to be one of his muses.
Eurydice
Eurydice I found you in the midst of hell
Oh the daughter I love, come to save me from myself
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Sterile
03:33
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Drunkenness aside I'm glad to see you.
Think that I could ask you for a light?
You see the smoking's how I've got through;
the chance of seeing you tonight
They say you changed the way it ended,
you look much more favorable now.
But I'll take the blame 'cause I've earned it;
It's not like I've got pride left anyhow.
I hear voices
in your absence
played with demons
joined their chorus
Still I can feel your dress' empty draught.
Catch a glimpse of your dusty side
of the bed stained with all your dreams that
I couldn't provide.
And now you're gone I can't get you to leave.
When I lie alone this whole fucking empty house breathes.
Had I opted for the red lights,
they would've made a better wife.
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Empty Things
05:00
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A ship on the ocean brought
A hull full of empty things
10 barrels of useless thought
And 49 bottles of empathy
I've loaded my pack up with ashes
Taken my last drink of wine
Just tell me that some of this matters
And that these three years with you haven't been three years wasting my time
What have I to do with this hell?
When I've heard the good news but I still can't live with myself
What has this all come to?
Has the pointing of fingers stopped me from saying "I love you"
I've picked out my favorite casket
Divided my things equally
Now for swallowing the disappoinment
Just breathe in casually
What have I to do with this hell?
When I've heard the good news but I still can't live with myself
What has this all come to?
Has the pointing of fingers stopped me from saying "I love you"
God if you're listening
I've run out of words to sing
Have they ever meant anything?
Or was it just another tongue to speak?
What have I to do with this hell?
When I've heard the good news but I still can't live with myself
What has this all come to?
Has the pointing of fingers stopped me from saying "I love you"
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