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Homebound
02:08
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Excited kids. Excited minds. Open Hearts and worthwhile lives. The love is getting lost amongst the in crowd. I know we’re speaking it out load, but we’re not sounding it loud enough. There’s ignorance in this, for that little taste of popularity’s kiss. Don’t hate these kids. That still harbour the love you miss. Because this is my home as long as I’m alive and breathing. This is our home as long as we’re alive and breathing. So I’ll stand my ground, my feet remain shackled homebound.
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Collapsed Lungs
01:32
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There’s things in life that we can’t change. Same blood same heart on a different page. Breathe in myself. Bitter taste of disappointment. Lungs collapse. This hatred drains my health. With nothing left to lose I’m fading out. I watch the leaves as they fall from the trees. I watch the leaves as they again.
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Up and Atom!
02:13
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Was it something that I did? Was it something I said? Can I live with myself after all my shit? Because I’m more than that and I’m better than this. Breaking myself over nothing I did nothing for too long. Too invested, no invention, no intention to keep on going. So now I’m growing getting better all the time and I’m rarely slowing down I’ll take these hands of mine and push myself up off the ground. Because now the only person stopping me is me.
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Sitting here I wait alone. I’m so fucking useless and it’s been known for me to open my eyes and not ever see everything that’s lying right in front of me. And it’s taking it’s toll. Breath For Me. I’ll nail my colours to the mast, not black and white but blue and black. I’ve gone and torn myself up. I’ve gone and wasted those days. But I will stand by myself and I won’t ever cave. I’ve found my worth I’ll patch it up. I’ll make the most out of not enough. There’s something missing, something small. Someone to catch me. This is all that I have to offer. Just myself and a wealth of problems. I’ll sleep when I’m dead so don’t wake me.
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Downtime
01:40
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Blurry vision, bloodshot eyes. I’m not getting any sleep tonight. Paranoid and sore to my bones. I’m not growing up just growing cold. No, not this time. I don’t want to know. Times my lead and I can’t breath. I just want to live young. Feels like I’m stuck in a maze for the longest day and every step I take, the outcomes just the same. Feels like I’m going insane.
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Spring Yard Stoke On Trent, UK
A punk band from Stoke-on-Trent.
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