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Strangers
03:00
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Waking up to familiar faces
In our lives we fill different spaces
Like strangers exchanging glances
We are the non-existence
This house now serves it's purpose
To be here but never belong
Behind closed doors, among cold walls
Our roles found but never secured
As memories decay, the lies consume the pain
We are the non-existence
How long before we learn, the mistakes we never discern
Worn out by the changes we don't need
We are the walking sleep
In our head where no one knows
Unexposed, indisposed
As memories decay, we are who we are
Finding my place in empty spaces
Our hearts remain like how it was before
Strangers strangers
I see the changes
From the outside looking in to a place I learn to hate
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Monochrome
04:07
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There is no in-between, there are no shade
Only one or the other
Delete all things grey
There are no two ways around this
In a place where we don't belong
Resist or come what may
Give me the unfamiliar
In my world of monochrome
Step aside move along, keep on moving on
Dictate my heart's desire
This place is no longer home
Step aside move along, keep on moving on
You separate the facts from fiction
You blurred the lines, No segregation
Is it too late for change?
Are we one and the same?
Searching for better days
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No Father of Mine
03:32
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There was a time you knew me
as your golden boy
Someone special, someone bold
As my bones grew
Some hurt you can't ignore
There's nothing I could say
I haven't thought before
Count your blessings
before your mind deserts you
So tell me, should I give the man his due
Old man what's the colour of your heart
You're frigid
you're rusted
They say time heal all things
And now my wounds
They aren't the same
I see you
inside myself
and I want
To climb out of my skin
I am, my father's blood
I'm not , my father's son
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Vagabond
04:52
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The night is humming
And he walks the distance
Directionless, a stranger of his own skin
Unbalanced, a stranger of his own skin
They tell him, these times are the end
Unfaced by those around
Unchanged by those around
His stride growing callous
Too tired to care
Looking up to the sky
Too tired to care
Leave your expectations
Bring your disapproval
He won't fail
He's setting himself free
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