| 1. Drist - Arterial Black |
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I know you can't recall anything at all or why were're standing here. The day you figure out your words had crumbled just below your feet. This is...
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| 2. Drist - Dissolve |
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Oceans arrived, let go So sure, how could my confidence be wrong I sacrifice, and hold the pain Of each and everyday alone All I know, is all I...
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| 3. Drist - Undercarriage |
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The plastic tubing leads into the front, a copper elbow joint Tucked way in back this corduroy feels like the roof inside my mouth I breathe in...
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| 4. Drist - Normalcy |
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For every breath I made a move, And guessing all those times you fall Head spinning all around, I know just what you came for Life spinning us...
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| 5. Drist - Wrong |
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Here it goes again, this way I contemplate I fear my surroundings, dissolve around me Delayed reactions, you think about what you should have done...
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| 6. Drist - Isn't It Something |
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Isn't it something else you feel, Lost but you never hoped to find You've given me someone else to be, Fully uncapable, you're right Even if all...
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| 7. Drist - Surfacing |
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I thought I fooled you all, here In this shallow surfacing A ring around it all, showing you This is all I know Thought you gave it all,...
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| 8. Drist - Circular |
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Poison, she will willingly Collide, in through beneath her Use and situate me, blending All the colors here, all around me As I wipe this...
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| 9. Drist - Fallen |
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Praise and atone, A beautifully crafted, method to control Rise and fall For your delusional, healing But there's no time to praise a...
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| 10. Drist - Carrion Baggage |
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I've got the feeling I'm still in motion The feeling I got no control, fuck it, you'll never feel Come and try it out, take a piece of this full...
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| 11. Drist - Sterile |
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Everyone I knew felt older, To the ones who hid in shelter It seems a lot of sterile things, You cannot feel which way I fear a lot of all...
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| 12. Drist - Girl Icarus |
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We slip and fall, I've got to show how far I have gone Those little things that wash away Those little things that leave a stain Hike it up,...
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