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When you wake up with tears in your face
Can't make the voice go away
Can't take the pain, it's easier to go insane
Than to study yourself wane

When all of your memories are sad
Forgotten the dreams that you had
Friends are a lie, who don't care if you live or die

Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god i thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered wearied features start resembling mine
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own

J'ai la rate
Qui se dilate,
J'ai le foie
Qu'est pas droit,
J'ai le ventre
Qui se rentre
J'ai le pylore
Qui se colore

Get wrecked
You’ve got no friends
Get wrecked
And wait for the end
There’s nothing else to do
But get wrecked
And count the time until it’s through

Here we stand alone again
Divided by the same old men
Hands behind our backs again
And our backs against the wall again

Excuse us if we take offense
Each action has a consequence
And yours cause nothing but laments

from the album "The Broken Man" (2012)
Lyrics:

the sudden realization that not all is what it seems
rises somehow exponentially
it turns from a cry into a wail
then a scream and then a howl
an endless broken dull soliloquy

And so it goes,
They sold us all.
But they paid the price
In solid gold.
But we can't eat gold,
And gold is finite.
So we'll sleep cold,
And starve tonight.

As youths we used to talk at night
Of the joys that life was going to bring our way
& The failures of our forebears
Were as clear to us as the cold light of day
But now those days are dead & gone
& The future that we had is now the past
& It's cobwebs that we cling to
Our aspirations turned to ashes in our hands

You do a great job as a muse
I'm all lost and confused
unsure of what to do
clawing for clues

And I will send my soul out to you
over mountains and through woods
I'd crawl to you

This is for the pain that's yet to come
This is for the war that's never won
This is for the scars and heartache that I've gained along the way
If it doesn't kill me then it makes you strong

This is for the scratches and the bruises that we share
This is for the questions that remain in our despair
This is for the sins committed solely to repent