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No Chance Of Failure
03:40
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Another morning when sunlight hurts my eyes,
Feels like the hours are in reverse.
Can't find a reason, to believe in
All the lies that I tell myself
If we don't, we never tell the truth.
Things will be better than yesterday
Break the restraints
Fight through the pain.
Enough of our lives
Wasted inside
Killing time.
Cut all the ties
To anchors that bind.
Keeping you trapped
The knife's in your back,
To ground you.
I thought I would never be stronger
Than when I lost all my memories
Without those thoughts in my head
I couldn't compare me to what I wanted
The safety of no chance of failure
Was my only reflection.
I started to fade,
Without any dreams
Why should I stay awake.
If we don't, we never tell the truth
Things will be better than yesterday.
If we don't, never tell the truth
Things will be fine.
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Carry The Sun
03:33
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The town where I was born never needed shelter
From all the coming storms that change would bring.
It never needed me to separate the clouds and shine,
The moonlight from this starless sky upon its streets.
I'd always hoped that I'd return carrying the sun.
I need more air to breathe,
the smoke is killing me,
I need more, I need more
Than what was promised me,
nine to five is killing me,
I need more, I need more.
I saw a falling star, caught it in my hands.
Placed it inside my chest to heat my worn heart.
(You'll burn up), I can take it,
(You'll burn up), I can take it,
It's burning so bright, the fire's in my eyes.
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Hollow
04:05
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You burnt the bridge down
To keep the truth from prying eyes.
You burnt the bridge the down
But the truth will always come to light.
The ghost of good intent with all its broken limbs
Had lasted this long, but it slowed you down.
You pushed it off the edge, follwed by innocence
And let them drown in your ocean of self doubt
In time will you feel safe, with this corruption in your veins.
Tailored to be turning heads.
You're empty on the inside, dead behind the eyes.
You nearly had us fooled, the flashing lights obscured
The slight of hand, and the camera man.
You missed your mark and cue when you tried to sell us
All these worthless things to make us feel complete.
In time will we feel the same, with all this poison in our veins.
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Misguided Hope
03:48
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I'll be the boy that you always fall for
Stealing your heart from behind your walls.
You'll never know I'll leave it in pieces
On the floor.
You'll be the girl that is always counting
Down the seconds till I said I'd call.
You'll have heard my empty apologies
All before.
Losing sleep, when every second counts,
Left with faded dreams.
We are the second chances,
We are the slightest spark that ignites the
Pain of the past.
We are the walking wounded.
We are misguided hope there's another
Out there for us.
Every step makes me weaker and weaker
As they take me away from you.
I wish I Could walk round in circles
Back to your door.
We're losing hope for hearts that break,
Try to staple them back together.
Wearing the marks like battle scars
And hope we learn from our mistakes.
I'm the fire burning you.
I'm the spark that lit the fuse.
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Leagues. Kingston Upon Thames, UK
Melodic Alternative Rock from Kingston-Upon-Thames, England.
Our debut EP is available for free
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