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Stomping through shadows
The fearing of sorrow
Where am I today?
Time that I
Don't have to borrow
A feeling I cannot replace
Solving these puzzles
I hate the whole struggle
Numbing my mind, I
Hope that it's rubble
Bills at the door
Guess I'm in trouble
Roaming where I don't belong
All the answers that I get are wrong
These shackles that hold me are
Growing too strong
With you raising the past
As if it were dead
My body goes numb
Poison straight to my head
It's so sunny outside
I don't think I'm
Getting out of bed
I'll stay under the covers and
Hope that the world goes away
With all of my fear and self hate
Light up the medicine
Kill my adrenaline
So scared I don't know where I have been
Calming my thoughts to look for my center
But my mind becomes this doubtful inventor
I once was in love
Don't think I miss her
[Instrumental Break]
Roaming where I don't belong
All the answers that I get are wrong
These shackles that hold me are
Growing too strong
Calming my thoughts to look for my center
But my mind becomes this doubtful inventor
I once was in love
Don't think I miss her
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Fakes and Escapes
03:06
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Seems to me like you've all got these plans, big dreams
Promises and smile that gleam but you don't feel anything
I wanna see the blood you've shed
Or I won't trust a word you've said
I know that all those scars have bled
Well, did you ever bite the hand that fed
Last thing we need is another fake smile
But we've all been learning not to feel for a while
Well selfish dreams they don't get far
Battles can't be won without scars
Too many of us get by
On chemical escapes and lies
I'm not perfect but I swear I try
Never feel low cause we're all so high
Last thing we need is another fake smile
But we've all been learning not to feel for a while
Well selfish dreams they don't get far
Battles can't be won without scars
That glass, those puffs, no shame
That fire so sharp in your veins
Those hands they tremble, they shake
Well anything to get away from the pain
That glass, those puffs, no shame
That fire so sharp in your veins
Those hands they tremble, they shake
Well anything to get away from the pain
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Everyone has secrets no one else knows
I'll tell you mine, in fact let's make it a show
Sometimes it's harder to say
But everyone's open today
We're all bleeding for a world we'll never see
While the one where we live passes by like a dream
We hold each other up with tattered seams
Creeping across such fragile beams
Drowning to feel clean
Drowning to feel clean
What dragon are we chasing?
Only one way to learn from what we've done
Always teaching what not to become
Becoming obsessed with perfection
We'll learn every lesson
Are you bleeding for a world you'll never see?
Bloody fists cause we can't agree
In the end, we always do the same thing
Sit the fuck down
Talk your shit out
We shouldn't suffer to fuel their greed
And they wonder why we're popping pills
To get some peace
And they wonder why we're drowning
To feel clean
Drowning to feel clean
What dragon are we chasing?
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Shallow Folk
03:02
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I'm the one to hold my opinion to the top
My self esteem looks steady as a rock
Oh what a sham
But I'm staying solid as I can
Watch out as I sharpen my point
A phrase I could coin
A movement I could join
The evidence is holding strong
But I've been stubborn all along
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
What did I think I knew?
About the world or anything it consumes
Appointing answers as if I could back up my stances
If I shout it so loud
Will it earn me my chance now
Keep my head held high
To combat the downspin
Of my selfish mind
Keep the crowd's attention
Just until
I believe in my own words
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
[Spoken]
You know what drives me crazy?
People who talk with nothing to say
See I couldn't live another day
With lips sewn shut, lungs black with regret
Mind shut so tight I suffocate inside of it
But I've been
Shallow like water that's
Two inches tall
It's not surprise that I've been feeling so small
Watch out as I sharpen my point
A phrase I could coin
A movement I could join
The evidence is holding strong
But I've been stubborn all along
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
I'm still getting used to admitting when I'm wrong
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Escaping Handcuffs
04:23
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Don't let the little things
Take up your time
Calm down you're fine
Pull back the curtains
There's a whole world and
You're acting so blind
Stop and watch the skies grow dark tonight
See how the stars will brighten up your eyes
Don't be scared
You're working as hard as you can
Hold you're ground
Why can't you stick to your plans
Slow down
Look for all of the things you have missed
You'll work it out
If you learn to let yourself exist
Stop and watch the skies grow dark tonight
See how the stars will brighten up your eyes
With your mind trapped in this paradigm
Seems like you're captured by the crime
Well take your time
Escaping
Time's not on our side
We're born afraid to die
And a soul stripped of it's spark
Will go gently into the dark
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After Aristotle Austin, Texas
Formed in late 2016, After Aristotle is all about open mindedness. With a wide range of influences, our sound ranges from soft, indie rock to in your face punk. We let the music decide where it wants to go.
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