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Harking back to when I was just a ghost in someone else's house
You called it home saying I was just staring a gift horse directly in the mouth
With every word you stole more wind from my tattered sails
With every breath I gave away more and more of myself
Until life itself became a means to an end
Counting down the hours until I could crawl back into bed
Hoping to sleep indefinitely
Miserable and scared to change
Contemplated for far too long if there's a noose at the end of my rope
Isolated in my own head is where I built myself a home
I took inventory of my regret, and I built myself a cage with it
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Notes In Helvetica
05:44
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You buckled my knees and made me weak
So I fell to the floor and began to weep
So confident in the comfort of my own bed
When you tried to break me you broke yourself instead
I've learned my mood is like the weather
When it rains, it pours
I couldn't keep lighting myself on fire to keep you warm
I couldn't keep being a ray of sunshine, when inside I was a storm
I gave it my all till there was no more to give
Being lonely together is no way to live
Notes in helvetica
I gave it my all till there was no more to give
Being lonely together is no way to live
I couldn't keep being a ray of sunshine, when inside I was a storm
I couldn't keep lighting myself on fire to keep you warm
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Broken Abandoned Things
08:06
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I reach out my hands to shield my eyes from the burning light of day
As I awake to find my mind has cleared and I am no longer afraid
For here is my home, my humble abode
In the space between happy thoughts and broken abandoned things
Now it's a leap of faith, versus the countless days that I've wasted away
Now it's a leap of faith, versus the countless times you've watched me waste away
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The Beauty of Maths
05:11
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You stretch out your nails, and claw at my skin
You sigh out my name, as the shaking begins
My lips catch your breath
My hands around your neck
I have lost myself in lust
If these great halls were not built for us, you will have a home here in my arms
Each waking hour, each fleeting second
Burning away a memory
If I could let go of every moment that made me who I am
I'd let go
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Old Traumas, New Tremors
05:47
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I'd burn my past and salt the earth to forget myself
Heaven, heaven help me, why do I feel guilty?
If judge and jury reside within me why do I feel guilty?
Old traumas, new tremors
If judge and jury reside within me why do I feel guilty?
Old traumas, new tremors
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Liongeist Oslo, Norway
Hailing from Oslo, Norway, Liongeist emerged from the melting pot that is Oslo's music scene in
2012.
Although the band’s roots are planted in post-hardcore, the group has always borrowed heavily from different genres.
Expect melancholic soundscapes ranging from brooding ambience, twinkling guitars, heavy walls of sound and soaring melodies
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