1. |
Winter
01:04
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In the centre of the place I hate, a few words is all it takes
So if you got anything to say, say it to my face
My fucking face
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2. |
Built Of Roaches
02:24
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I've never seen it as clear as now
The curtains open: we kneel and we bow
Loosing grip, partition grows
Brought to surface: They reap what we sow
How can I reject myself? I'm not a walking dead
Why do we retrace mistakes taken above our heads?
Stories repeating here in this unfaithful world
The echoes are preaching: Hide and deny
Stories repeating here in this unfaithful world
But I've got more to say
My faith in us is drying out, nothing here is biased.
So many times left alone
I will get to the fucking point
I know what this world has been built of:
Lies sharp like knives behind my back
Stories repeating here in this unfaithful world
The echoes are preaching: Hide and deny
Stories repeating here in this unfaithful world
But I've got more to say
My faith in us is drying out, nothing here is biased.
I'll lose everything.
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3. |
Lost Woods
03:19
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In the woods
I'm running with my broken bones
Feeling weak and alone, here by my own
How does that make you feel? The picture of us torn apart
How does that make you feel?
Keep looking up at the treetop barricade
Keep looking up like we still stand a chance
Like we deserve to be free
With open wounds that doesnt heal
No face to cover my own ideal
Thrown away like a draft
how does that make you feel? The picture of us torn apart
how does that make you feel?
Keep looking up at the treetop barricade
Keep looking up like we still stand a chance
This is my darkest day
My hands are cold and nothing remain
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4. |
Witnessed
03:31
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Try to see things clear
We walk with heavy steps on this new built street
With the guilt on our heads
Blindfolded from the reaching arms
People don't give a fuck what reality looks like
We haven't changed at all: Endless miseries still passing us by.
I wont live in a world where only some can fit:
This peace of mind is a piece of shit
The boy that never saw the morning sun
He was torn by your very own hands
The father that never slept safe
Knowing he could never back down
Who will tell his stories when this world has turned its back on him?
Who will tell his stories when he's done?
Who will make his voice remain?
When the only thing we see is a broadcast of his world still burning down: This peace of mind is a piece of shit.
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5. |
In Vow
01:53
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I said to myself to keep my head held high over again
Try and build a shelter of the one you wish you were
But keep the anchors away from me
Solen har slocknat
I have been so lost and built up trust: Nothing will last
Tighten on our ankles, sinking too fast
Everyday go by, without sunlight we drown
Like pouring salt in this open wound
I know what I have done
I've watched the sun stop shining
I know that this is over now
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6. |
Sovstad
02:48
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Mirror breakage cutting in to the bone
The sharpest edges haunt her when she's alone
Run away, running away
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Phoenix
03:03
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Breaking down the lack of reaction
Nothing fulfilled: I dont match your norm
Nothing more, only dust in a cold storm
But standing tall as a building
Unseen by an open eyelid: Our voices unheard
Unseen by an open eyelid: Our voices unheard
Reclaim the streets
Lose control, take what's yours
Mark my words, the flood is coming
Moat surrounded, left behind
Trapped in a grid, the pattern will remain here
Fuck this up
Brought here to alter: Try to break the walls I was raised in
Brought here to alter: Not being led with a cosh to the fucking head
Unseen by an open eyelid: Our voices unheard
Unseen by an open eyelid: Our voices unheard
Reclaim the streets
Lose control, take what's yours
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8. |
Bound To Fall
03:04
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The voice in my head told me to run away
Through the shape of lies, I am chased by shades
Am I supposed to forget the only thing I've learned
Rely on everyone who walks your path
Can you see what I mean?
You waste your time
I can't put away the past of mine
Bound to fall
You waste your time
For I don't want to be me anymore
Bound to fall into another fucking brawl
Bound to destroy the lie called "love"
Every sentence reminds me of my past
How long do you think forever will last?
How long do you think forever will last?
Can you see what I mean?
You waste your time
I can't put away the past of mine
Bound to fall
You waste your time
For I don't want to be me anymore
We were bound to fall
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9. |
Pavement Cemetery
03:17
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Longing for a misery, but never thought I would miss this place
Placing my hand on the walls
I think I can handle them shrinking this time
My breath do better outside this chest
My life revolves around leaving
Thick lines and cut downs: The shape of a small-town
We are buried alive: The waiting room is like a city coffin
Clear your head and look beyond the pavement cemetery
Look beyond the pavement cemetery
The pavement cemetery
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CEDRON Sweden
CEDRON are four best friends from north eastcoast of Sweden making music that we love about everything that we hate.
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