1. |
Burning Out
04:47
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Waking up to the sun in my eyes...
Rotting stench and the sound of flies.
Broken, bruised, bloody and beat.
Face first against the concrete.
Cottonmouth, filled with crooked teeth.
Tried to stand but I’m just too weak.
I can feel my insides screaming!
Is this real or am I dreaming?
Eyes so red.
Spinning head.
Woke up dead.
No time for tomorrow.
Packed my bowl.
Sold my soul.
Love I stole.
No time for tomorrow.
Empty bottles in my hands.
How many days since we’ve seen dry land?
Tread these waters till I’m out of breath.
A sinking stone(er) towards the lower depths.
My ears won’t stop ringing...
But it can’t stop me from singing!
This future’s filled with sorrow.
I don’t give a fuck till tomorrow!
Eyes so red.
Spinning head.
Woke up dead.
No time for tomorrow.
Packed my bowl.
Sold my soul.
Love I stole.
No time for tomorrow.
I’m burning in—and I’m burning out.
But count me in, without a shadow of doubt.
I’m burning out.
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2. |
Green Bitch
03:59
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Chains locked without the keys.
Mistress got me on my knees.
Lockin' lips with the green bitch.
Taste the tongue that makes you twitch.
Smoke—Ignite the flame.
Choke—Release the pain.
Drip—Swallow the hit.
Trip—Close your eyes and commit.
Pockets filled with my spent roaches.
Colors trail as the trip approaches.
One door opens another closes.
Life and death like a dozen roses.
Leather bound the whip she cracks.
Smiling, she drips the wax.
Beg for more, I must succumb.
Her seduction leaves me numb.
Smoke—Ignite the flame.
Choke—Release the pain.
Drip—Swallow the hit.
Trip—Close your eyes and commit.
Yeah!
Violet haze sets my mind ablaze
Two hands up, both middle fingers raised
Taking the high road to the other-side.
All my white flags have been Tye-dyed.
My lighter sparks at the crack of dawn
That sweet smoke keeps lingering on.
Her wicked spell can’t be undone.
Just like a spliff she’s got me spun...
Got me spun.
Got me spun.
Got me spun.
Spinning.
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3. |
Stone by Stone
05:39
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Step by step, I trip to the grave.
In the seams of the sidewalk, my path is paved.
Turn by turn, skip in the groove.
Got cracks in the paint, cause there’s nothing to prove.
Sip after sip, I look to the sun.
Chased by feelings, I can’t outrun.
Hit after hit, I move real slow.
Third eye opens, two eyes close.
Yeah!
Life well spent but still got nine.
Four joints rolled and a bottle wine.
Giving up on the mornings of guilt.
Been spitting on the scale, so the balance will tilt.
Asleep at the wheel, gas to the floor.
Stitch my wounds, I’m looking for more.
Stone by stone, the path I laid.
Full deck of cards, but never learned to play.
Step by step, I trip to the grave.
In the seams of the sidewalk, my path is paved.
Turn by turn, skip in the groove.
Got cracks in the paint, cause there’s nothing to prove.
Sip after sip, I look to the sun.
Chased by feelings, I can’t outrun.
Hit after hit, I move real slow.
Third eye opens, two eyes close.
Yeah!
Stone by stone.
Stone by stone.
Stone by stone.
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4. |
Moth to the Flame
04:49
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I can feel,
The seasons change beneath my feet.
Another setting sun,
Seems like I’m stuck on repeat.
And I can feel,
The frost of dawn in my veins.
I can’t stop looking back,
on things I just can’t explain.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Search for relief.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
High on the leaf.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Lost my belief.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Thoughts incomplete.
I can feel,
The waves crashing at my heels.
Under a rising moon,
My secrets are revealed.
And I can feel,
The rain on my cheeks again.
winds are shifting,
I’m waiting for this storm to end.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Search for relief.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
High on the leaf.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Lost my belief.
I’m living. I’m dying. I’m living
Thoughts incomplete.
Chasing certainties. Denying destiny.
Fleeting opportunities. Seeking ecstasy.
Multiple mentalities. Eternal entity.
Endless possibilities. Blissful agony.
Agony.
Dying.
Smoke.
Swept away by the winds of change.
I’m living in ways I can’t sustain.
Like a moth, headed straight to the flame.
I remember your face but forget your name.
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5. |
Repack/Relight
06:29
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(Instrumental)
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