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Molly I'm Moving On
04:59
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This love turns grey
With the fantasies of wasted days
Weaknesses grow strong
Leave me bruised and broken in the falling
Rain
Feed your lies to these saintly spies and get your high off the silence
Never test me with a push or pull
Without the sun
They say you won't live long
But I'm still alive
And I'm talking to the voices in the dead of night
They show me
Images of ignorance and apathy
As they keep their distance
In this darkness
Ill close my eyes and count to infinity
As my vision blurs into a reality that used to exist
Absent of confidence I'm reluctant to say
That in spite of the lies
We survive
Legions in my bloodshot eyes
These sermons of such strife will never let me die
Lucid dreaming inside my head
It's where I'll build my gardenstate
You told me what you think about this
I dreamt about it and I don't know why
Now your silhouette's a dagger
You fill the silence in this crisis
With second guesses and all your lies
Now I'm spent, and I'm letting go
What is the cause
Is it staying young or falling in love
What makes us smile amidst the grey?
I was winning a war but I wasn't supposed to
Let you break my heart so no one else would have to
You've thrown away the pieces love
Darling, your body says it's letting go
So why don't you just
Change your mind
Stop wasting time
All that's left are shadows
I can't hold on
I won't hold on
Now this is history
And I won't stand any longer
So molly, I'm moving on.
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Crisis
03:47
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All at once
And as far as my eyes can see
Decisions and choices confronting, haunting me
Is this the only state
That's meant to be attained
Am I destined to lose?
Where is the sunlight that I used to feel
As it's collapsing, is it even real
Days breaks on yet another sleepless night
Left to fight, all of the fears that can never be destroyed
And isn't this what I've always wanted
All of the things that I've always wanted?
Dissent, descend into the depths
Repress reason to make some sense
Distaste, nothing can bring success
You numb yourself to pain
But you're still suffering
After the storm hits, and the waves subside
And the wasteland glimmers under the stars in the sky
Suddenly you realise that there is somewhere you can confide
And maybe someone will be there
With whom it's safe to cry
Behind a face of sheer desperation
He truly hopes that everything is going to change
For good, for the better
As he searches in vain for closure
But the walls are built so high
And the ocean of his enmity is all but dry
For now, anger is the answer
For now, for now...
Well this is how it feels (forsaken)
These unattainable dreams (forsaken)
The pit of snakes strangle you into a whisper
The more you try to scream
I cried last night (I cried in fear)
I was afraid someone would
Hear me say such a foolish prayer
I guess I'm weak in the head
I guess I'm better off dead
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3. |
Sunset Memory
04:18
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As I listen to the birds
In the peace of the evening
I remember
A face I used to know
How she would tremble
When I held my fingers to her lips
A breeze cuts through the quiet
Safety is so cold, it’s so cold
I can’t see the wounds I’ve caused
But you know I’d try to heal them
Cause without you it’s paradise lost
With no one to share it’s secrets
The spaces of this place we shared
And the faces of you
I’d never see again
The fading light is soft
And the heat it makes me tingle
I try to force a smile
But the night is coming
Why is there still an ember?
Why can’t I just kill the flames?
My hand is steady
But I’m just not ready yet
I can’t see the wounds I’ve caused
But you know I’d try to heal them
Cause without you it’s paradise lost
With no one to share it’s secrets
The spaces of this place we shared
And the faces of you
I’d never see again
My heart is an open grave
And everybody misbehaves
But my soul,
It grows with every word that I proclaim!
I can’t see the wounds I’ve caused
But you know I’d try to heal them
Cause without you it’s paradise lost
With no one to share it’s secrets
The spaces of this place we shared
And the faces of you
I’d never see again
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4. |
Pornography
04:03
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Dream on she said
Demons are swallowing you whole
Paranoia comes and goes
Only problem is, no one knows
Dream on she said
Demons are swallowing you whole
Succumb to beautiful shame
Sin in the flesh with me
Fill my head with reassurance
But I still can't sleep, not at least till I'm loaded
If the aim, is to pursue and attain
With backs turned to making the first move
What is there to prove
One more time, romance dies
Swim in shame, that's yours to claim
On mountains high, none reside
In valleys low, a place that we call home
Hit the lights and girl be honest, tell me
Am I lacking in substance
Failing your judgement
Can I plead
Lose your peace again
Self inflicted sin
I've no one to blame
For these violent games
(I've been trapped in
Self inflicted sin
I've no one to blame
For these violent actions are stained by our pride)
On mountains high, none reside
In valleys low, a place that we called
Home is where I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with you, with you, with you
I'm seeing lovers on the street
And bodies underneath the sheets
Loving hands and lips interlock as they whisper
Sweet nothing's gonna close your floodgates now
Cos I've drowned in you and your hate and your smile
Don't say a word
This prison is your home
She cannot hurt
You leave that to yourself
Don't say a word
Hide your broken heart
She cannot hurt
You leave that to yourself
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5. |
Armistice
05:27
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Hello was the bait that you tied to the hook
I tried to taste it, but everytime that you pull
I can't run from the pain so I fake it
Time is changing
The gallery I have of you inside my head
It's filled with the yesterdays
These effigies like crosses all just waiting to be burned
So gladly I gave and gladly you took
A privileged transaction for the shallow fool
It's all become so familiar
How we just can't fulfil
Our wants and our promises
Looking for vices and cheaper thrills
I threw away the poison
Screw your harlot rules
Freedom in the arms of reality is such cruelty, cruelty
Your seven sins, now gifts they sanction me
Cut myself on the strings you tied to me
This masochistic telepathy
Keeps me painfully aware I still need
I need to feel your kiss on my
Heart is a canvas being pulled at the seams
And as it palpitates, you paint the trail that it bleeds
The regrets and the sins I've created
I stopped hiding from the sorrows, I stopped hiding from the shame
Stepped out alone from the catacombs into a light that felt like
I felt like adam and the sin was eve
Welcome to the eye of the storm of this disaster that is my disease
Now the fight is over
The blood remains on the ground
We gave it all without hesitation
I threw my punches
But the only thing that brought me to my knees
Was the haunting soundtrack of your laughter
Yes you're selfish
For sharing yourself with me
We fired our guns as the ship was sinking
A wondrous ceasefire
The day you said, let's just end this
So here we are, at the end of the trial
And God, dear God, I cannot wait to relapse
Who wants the power
There's no pride in
Being the villain for the sake of your crimes
Being the villain for the sake of all your crimes
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Terrestrea Singapore
Made up of five friends from Singapore, Terrestrea finds a strange peace in writing alternative heavy songs, a retreat in
the release, hurling various influences and demons back at life. The purging takes full form at shows, with gentle melodies and distorted riffs forming a grotesque harmony, but embraces serenity in exposing our own ugliness.
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