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Crimson Room
01:14
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Another drunken fugue
The endless pacing
Hide in a crimson room
But I'm the seeker
Unmasked and undersold
To love or loathe
An endless message scrawled
On sheets of paper
Don't think about your mood
Don't think about this life
Don't think, Don't think
Don't think about your thoughts
If there's a boiling point
A time to get out
I passed it long ago
And forgot how to read
Signs painted clear as day
At least for a dunce
I'm gonna find myself
I have to leave this room
Don't think about your mood
Don't think about this life
Don't think, Don't think
Don't think about your thoughts
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It's dark, it's pale, it's cruel, it's night
It's a fucking abyss
The smallest glimmering of hope
Won't ever persist
Don't forget to love every minute
Don't forget to love
The moments when you don't need words
To fill in the space
You're full, it's fine, all things in place
You mean natural?
Don't forget to love every minute
Don't forget to love
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3. |
The Fault
00:51
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Your Fault
If I'm ever gonna feel like I'm worthy of praise
I might need to shed skin of a life spent unloved
See the child in your heart even when you are plugged into fear
My Fault
So pathetic when that fear is abandoned and stale
Never fully envisioned or seen in your world
An illusion, estranged, human realist, MAYA
But every so often a crack in the ground
Emerges and seems to expose some relief
To let in some light or to let it shine out
A two way exchange
It twists and it changes what life is about
From in our control or from forces without
I don't really care when I'm locked in the thing
The All, The Fault
Remember to listen, remember to love
Be wary, observant, and respectful of
Remember to listen, remember to love
Be wary and observant and respectful the fault
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4. |
We Are Not Brave Enough
01:05
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We are not brave enough
to be smart enough
to do what's best for ourselves
I am not dumb enough to believe
That I am smart enough to believe
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5. |
What You Think You Are
02:13
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Self-perception self destructs
A chaos and confusion so laughably predictable
A sweating pilot in the cockpit of a vessel
Going down for thirty some-odd years
You are what you think you are
And nothing more
Overthinking, improperly inferring
Bypass emotion and cling to rationale
And if you caught a glimpse of what you've come to know as lies
You'd just be living inside the future that you've yet to comprehend
You are what you think you are
And nothing more
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6. |
Wasted
00:44
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Bone red maze pool callus bed
Dry infested fetid dead
Useless payroll greedy stare
Urban wasteland penitence
I don't, I don't
Wanna be the one who's gonna gonna wanna be the one
I don't want to be
Photon radar bitter cents
Taxman quasar innocence
Feeble miser ladle charm
Junkie molar needle farm
I don't, I don't
Wanna be the one who's gonna gonna wanna be the one
I don't want to be
Wasted
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7. |
In the I
01:24
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You always wanted me to be happy
It seemed quaint, idealistic, too tall an order
Vague, half-felt
And so I punished you by disappearing
For right now, I'll dig a hole
To hide away from my goals
Justify the reasons I pretend I'd rather die
I thought it might make sense to notice
Just the way it felt
To hide the need to never feel the call
To be alone
Spend hours just feeling fine
Ingest and numb and ingest
No problem until I stumble home
And have to look you in the eye
In the I is where I crumble
It's where I crash and burn
Inhale the ash and never learn
In the I is where I'm humbled
When I am clear enough to notice
You're still here with me
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Jason York Oceanside, California
Jason York is a Bass Player and Arranger. Influenced by Victor Wooten, Stanley Clarke, Nick Cave, Dillinger Escape Plan, Ministry, and more. York creates music representing the wealth of styles that have inspired him throughout the years. He currently sings and plays bass for the San Diego band, Parade of Horribles; the band also organizes annual Punk Rock Food Drive events for local food banks. ... more
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