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Introduction
01:41
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2. |
Rubber
05:33
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Verse
I've been locked inside these walls for sixteen goddamn years.
Well I can't feel the emtiness because it's in my tears and they're all gone.
For so damn long.
But it's not too late to save my soul. (That's what they tell me.)
The walls are made of something that I really can't explain.
The flicker of this fucking light is driving me insane, but that's alright.
I don't have a choice.
It's not so bad, the drugs are worth it in the end.
Bridge Part
I need, my sleep, but it's cold, in my dreams. (x4)
Chorus
I need, my sleep, but it's cold, in my dreams. (x4)
Verse 2
I've been locked inside myself for way too goddamn long.
They just keep on telling me that I've done something wrong, but I don't know.
These days are slow.
It's not too late, to reach my goal. (That's what they tell me)
The walls are made of rubber and it's eating at my brain.
The ticking of this fucking clock is driving me insane, but I'm alright.
Can't put up a fight.
I'll just cover my ears, the drugs are worth it in the end.
Chorus
I need, my sleep, but it's cold, in my dreams. (x4)
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00:57
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4. |
On Top of the Hill
05:18
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On top of the hill
Verse 1
You have a burden inside your head.
You're alive, but feel so dead.
The lines on your face grow cold.
But you refuse to say you're growing old.
But you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on the top of the hill.
Part 2
Well there's a shadow beneath your bed.
And you can feel that shadows dread.
You think that, that night's too long to remember.
Well you thought that long ago when you were young.
And you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of the hill.
Chorus
The silence, makes you cold. The light is fading, to nights warm hold.
And none shall see the secrets of your mind.
Verse 2
The blood on your hands is clear.
But you're numb to your own damn fear.
The evil in your heart was growing slow, but the black was there to start for all you know.
And you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of the hill.
Part 2
Sink deep inside your mourning, the guilt that stings as well, you find it never ends, and then you know it never will.
But forward you can feel it, remorse it comes at last, but this is just a moment, a dream that has collapsed.
But then you know, these
feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of that hill.
Chorus 2
The silence, makes you cold. The light is fading, to nights warm hold.
But summers end is your beginning.
Let cold regrets stay away and stay inside.
And none shall know the secrets of your mind.
End Verse
So silence to the witness, silence to them all, the voices in your head you know that you could stop them all.
But a secret's safest silent, hidden in a chest, far beyond the reach of those who only will protest.
So hide away in silence, high atop that hill.
Your mind is but a prison, fueling this hell.
And you know, these feelings grow, when you're sitting on top of the hill.
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00:57
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6. |
Love Song
05:50
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Love Song
Verse
Believe me when I tell you I'm doing just fine.
I ain't seen the sunlight since 1969.
In my head I see you, almost every night, your skin that left my breathless, the fear that's in your eyes.
I don't know what took me by more of a surprise, the fact that I just did it, or the way I let you cry.
Believe me when I tell you, I really did love you, but you just kept on screaming and yelling my ear.
You know that I can't choose between a bottle or the bill, but believe me when I say these words, I miss you every day.
Chorus
Oh you know I'd marry you if I could, if I could.
You know I'd marry you if I could.
But you and I both know where I belong, where I belong.
I belong in hell.
Verse
Believe me when I tell you, I accept my fate.
I ain't felt your lips now since 1968.
But if memory can serve me I can see them in my dreams, the way you said, "I love you", oh the way I made you scream.
Believe me when I say this, inside my crippled mind, I really fucking miss you.
I wish I was more kind.
Leave me in the hands of the devil himself.
Leave me in the shadows of my hell (Oh my hell)
[Background]
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Chorus
Oh you know I'd marry you if I could, if I could.
You know I'd marry you if I could.
But you and I both know where I belong, where I belong.
You know I'd marry you if I could.
But you and I both know where I belong, where I belong.
I belong in hell.
Bridge
Save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
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7. |
All the While (Demo)
05:44
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Verse
It's been three damn years, in a darkened place, you don't know where you lost your faith.
You've been running now so long, it's been town to town to town, you lost count today.
You're a reverence, an inebriated circumvent, but you've got numbers on you; numbers on your back.
Build
Oh, no, you were too slow.
Oh, now you got a home.
You've got your life to think about what you've done.
Oh, god, you've got your time.
Chorus
All the while you've been lost, far from home.
All the while you've been running from (running from) your whole life.
Verse
Well at least the colors suit you, another ten years and you're losing those too, then all you got, all you got is you.
Break down, break down, hold yourself now, stop it, stop it, stop it all now, walls come crashing down, you've got burdens on you.
(1 full line break.)
(All you) all you ever wanted (all you) all you ever needed (all you) all you ever hated, it's all gone and you're to blame.
Build
Oh no, you were too slow.
Oh, now you got a home.
You've got your life to think about what you've done.
Oh, god, you've got your time.
Chorus
All the while you've been lost, far from home.
All the while you've been running from (running from) your whole life.
But hold your smile you will fall, and none will cry.
Yeah hold oh that smile, you've got nothing for you, nothing for you now.
(3 full line solo)
Chorus
All the while you've been lost, far from home.
All the while you've been running from (running from) your whole life.
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8. |
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On top of the hill
Verse 1
You have a burden inside your head.
You're alive, but feel so dead.
The lines on your face grow cold.
But you refuse to say you're growing old.
But you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on the top of the hill.
Part 2
Well there's a shadow beneath your bed.
And you can feel that shadows dread.
You think that, that night's too long to remember.
Well you thought that long ago when you were young.
And you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of the hill.
Chorus
The silence, makes you cold. The light is fading, to nights warm hold.
And none shall see the secrets of your mind.
Verse 2
The blood on your hands is clear.
But you're numb to your own damn fear.
The evil in your heart was growing slow, but the black was there to start for all you know.
And you know, these feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of the hill.
Part 2
Sink deep inside your mourning, the guilt that stings as well, you find it never ends, and then you know it never will.
But forward you can feel it, remorse it comes at last, but this is just a moment, a dream that has collapsed.
But then you know, these
feelings grow.
When you're sitting on top of that hill.
Chorus 2
The silence, makes you cold. The light is fading, to nights warm hold.
But summers end is your beginning.
Let cold regrets stay away and stay inside.
And none shall know the secrets of your mind.
End Verse
So silence to the witness, silence to them all, the voices in your head you know that you could stop them all.
But a secret's safest silent, hidden in a chest, far beyond the reach of those who only will protest.
So hide away in silence, high atop that hill.
Your mind is but a prison, fueling this hell.
And you know, these feelings grow, when you're sitting on top of the hill.
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Matt DiMaulo Calgary, Alberta
I've been playing music my whole life. It's my addiction, my one true vice, and I never plan on quitting it.
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