1. |
Concrete Shoes
01:34
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A few more feet and I’ll finally be free
Searching for a rose amongst the thorns
Quicksand or concrete at my feet
I can't fucking tell
A snake in the grass
With intentions that were hidden from me
Never knowing who to trust
I’ve had enough
I’ve had enough
Never knowing who to trust
Didn’t know we were born to be bought and sold
Trading each other’s souls
Crawling over people for success
Spent too much time running in place
Now I can’t get away
Never knowing who to trust
I’ve had enough
When you can't dig your way the fuck out
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Reflection
01:12
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Is today the day
that I find myself in a different place
Where I control the sands of time
and shatter the hourglass on society’s cycle of pain
Powerless to fucking change
now you’re gone
and the colors all fade to grey
Familiar faces
just a memory
Held in a grave diggers palms
Looking through a dead mans eyes
I see isolation and regret
Just another life lost to
A system of substance
Built upon lies and self destruction
Broken people from broken homes
We are not alone
In the end we must face ourselves and reflect
you are not alone
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3. |
Into the Sun
02:31
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I fly into the setting sun
A lost man, wandering nameless roads
Feet bloodied and torn
Never learned what it was to feel warmth
Like a river only knows one way to flow
We all burn in the end
So follow me into the sun
A phoenix from the flames I rise
Ashes fall from my wings
Old tears, long dried
Solar flares bursting on the surface of my mind
Like a sunspot of a memory I tried to forget
Now forever etched into my skin
We all burn in the end
So follow me into the sun
Learn to live with a damaged soul
Like a river thaws in spring and flows again
Even as my bones break and melt away
I’ll still fly into the sun
Because we all burn in the end
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4. |
Change of Pace
01:52
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Change of pace
The frost cuts deep
Hypothermic memory
This can’t be my reality
It has to be a fucking dream
When will the sky open up
On brighter days?
How many more years will I lose
Looking for it
In quiet places
sidewalk cracks
And strangers faces
Still searching
Still searching for
Still searching for a
Change of pace
The pendulum on my life
Moves at a constant rate
Back and forth
An endless winter I cant escape
Won’t spend another day
in this cold forgotten place
It’s time for a change of pace
Change of fucking pace
Change of pace
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How could you go
When your light
was what I needed most
How can my roots take hold
without its warmth and glow?
When will the rain return?
So I can finally learn to grow
Can’t help but fucking think
It should have been me
It should have been me
Choked by weeds
A noxious hate
nowhere for my branches to reach
All I see is toxic waste
And nothing hurts
Forever stuck somewhere between
The leaves and the dirt
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6. |
The Invisible War
03:15
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I’m so fucking sick of losing ground
I’d put the world on my back
And cut off my ears
Just to drown out the fucking sound
You think we’re so different you and I
We’re all prisoners here
You think we’re so fucking different?
Last words through broken teeth
I’ll carry the weight
A yoke of pain, carved out of things they never got to say
Fallen friends lie in my wake
This is a war torn elegy
survival isn’t cheap
Can I afford the cost
What’s the worth in living in a worthless world?
No matter how much I pay
my debt keeps stacking up
every fucking day
haunted nights
Losing sleep
back there again
On the beaches of apathy
Shrapnel whizzing by
Countless bodies
Washing out to sea
I was left alone
A war of self
That eats me away
A war of self
An endless battle,
a living hell
A war of self
Empty husks come home
to a peace we may never know
Still fighting the invisible war
Shell shocked youth
empty eyes
I saw my brothers
And my sisters
through a blood red lens
This god damn ringing in my ears
It never stops
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7. |
No Way Out
00:58
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Stuck in a never ending loop of regret and apathy pushed ever forward into the night by the onslaught of time
Trust broken to never be repaired
Bridges burned to never be rebuilt
Barely able to face our own reflection
We scream into the mirror of depression
A self perpetuating violence against our own minds
Trapped inside, with no way out
Or so it seems
But this doesn’t have to be the end
We’re not alone even when we’re alone
Reach out
Towards the hands that pull us to safety
Reach Out
Out of a despair created by fear and isolation
Reach Out
Into a net weaved by a community of love and trust
We are not alone
You are not alone
Reach out
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Defect Rapid City, South Dakota
Great Plains Hardcore
Cam Barber - Drums
Andy - Lead
Chance - Bass
Cam Tennant - Vocals
Rest In Power
Caleb Goffeney
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