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Intro
01:23
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Vision Tinted Red
02:32
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You came to me with a question, and an answer already in your head.
But you don't, ever listen, you just make excuses instead.
Don't mistake your presence as a gift.
No semblance for amends.
Vision Tinted Red
Vision Tinted Red
Vision Tinted Red
Visions of grandeur, the triggers, the stressors,
The guilt and the anger won't stop me forever.
Fighting this battle, what is the matter?
How much longer until I snap?
No plans of quitting, something is itching,
I fear that I must scratch.
Becoming the villain, temptation to inflation.
I know you've been waiting.
I tried, I tried, I tried.
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Destitute
03:17
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I dropped to my knees when you left.
Made me feel alone, got me
Abandoned in this big world.
I got tired of feeling feelings,
So I pushed myself away.
I'm looking for something I can't find,
I'm asking questions but I don't know why.
Destitute.
There's something inside of me.
Something that I can't explain.
It keeps me torn, so I push myself away.
I'm wasting my time.
This is just a shell.
Meet my final form.
Changed into a weapon.
Meet my final form.
Detached.
Destitute.
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Tension
02:55
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Hatred, malice, at your front door.
Let it in, begging for more.
Hatred, malice, at your door.
Let it in, begging for more.
You fought, and you lost, to us.
You lost to us.
You are weak so let me explain,
Ten seconds to put you in your place.
Put in your place.
Hate, malice, tell me what you're gonna do.
I feel the tension rise.
I feel the tension rise.
My God, I feel the tension rise.
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Regret/Feedback
03:16
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Waiting for the day that it all does away.
Away, away.
Regret, clouded by insecurity, led me to places I can't see.
Repressed by memories, veiled by misery.
It's a dark hole with no escape, just blues down the drain.
Blues, down the drain.
Regret, Feedback, Feed.
Regret, Feedback, Feed.
Raised to be strong, born to die.
Break the fucking cycle, not for me to decide.
I've already passed, to the other side.
It's nothing but a hole, where I swallowed my pride.
Money breeds pigs.
Pigs breed filth.
Filth breeds disease.
We are immersed by our greed.
Feed the disease.
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End Means San Antonio, Texas
END MEANS IS
Voc - Canyon
Drums - Zo
Bass - Hunter
Guitars - Sean & Alec
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