1. |
Dare Not Do
04:22
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2. |
Come With
02:57
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Damaged, strained
Feeling alone
The lonely depart
And here I am
Message in hand
The wit of the scar
Wait, I'll gladly be with you
Pretend to be your pleasant friend
Come with
Or are you always waiting to die?
My intentions
Are reeling your bind
In just ten minutes
Grabbed open your smile
And minutes remain
And I'll admit
It's been a while
No air of restraint
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3. |
You Desire
03:35
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Edge
Of tragedy contains
Unraveling
The clues
You seem
To want to
Misbehave
Now who
Are you to fuck with me?
The pain
Subsides
You say
"I’m dry to the bone ’til you push me down the stairs,
Down the stairs."
Bite my arms
We empty
Another bottle in us
Can’t see things through
We dance beneath the cause
Before the rain
And I
I drain your blood
You
The razor's cut
It pours on count
It pouts on down the drain
Down the train
Bite my arms
I don't dare
Devour your thirst
I don't dare
Your desire
Bite my arms
Your desire
You're to blame
Fire
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4. |
Dreaming For You
02:06
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Stairs cross the only way
Shadows all to get through
Harkening promises
I wanna go on just dreaming for You
I will abandon this city for good
Revoke the words you wrote
Drafted at the edge of my heart
My heart
I can't go long
Just dreaming of you
I will abandon this city for good
Take under rule what you have
Figure it out
I am the masochist
Turned inside out
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5. |
Ravages
03:57
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6. |
Somebody Whispers
01:47
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Someone, somewhere
Rang shots
Battered, broken
And shocked
Dreading the scarlet fiend
Reach out
Pin down your worries
Keep reminiscing disorder
Amuse the truth
Abuse pertains to you
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7. |
Observation
03:42
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Guitars, Keys, Vox - Mike Cuenca
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8. |
Internal By-End
03:32
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My skin is crawling
Abstain a minute
And thus we chose to riot
A thought I should have had from the start
And don’t you find this precious?
An inkling of commitment
And thus we chose to riot
A thought I should have had from the start
From the start
And opposites collapse
A well filled with lies
And those who hear it fracture
No will, diversity
I have no patience
Will swerve around you
And thus we chose to riot
A thought I should have had from the start
What am I doing here?
Get me out of this sonar
And thus I chose to riot
A thought I should have had from the start
Assessing adjustment
You don’t perceive
And it don’t excuse no reasons, uh-huh
A drag in its compulsion
You don’t perceive
And it don’t excuse no reasons, uh-huh
At this internal by-end
At this internal by-end
And thus we chose to riot
A thought I should have had from the start
From the start
From the start
From the start
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9. |
Armed with Death
03:15
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Hands around my throat
The blood that will not flow
I just can’t breathe
I just can’t breathe
The scar upon disgrace
The rage you can’t abase
Uncertainly
Uncertain
Dreams haunt me
When you find out
Armed with death
When you find out
When I first laid eyes I sure had my doubts
We intertwine now our daily lives
Hard to breathe
You should see
Guess I’ve got it made
No bruise seems out of place
Your aim to fall
Your aim to fall
For you
The course, you know, how we came to be
My thoughts like magnets to that barren street
Casualty
Armed with death
These valentines
Are futile again
Armed with death (won’t stay to the end)
Servient
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10. |
Marsh Dunes
02:32
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11. |
Of Confusion
03:30
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Consequence abounds
Sound a sleep
Sounds of confusion
And by design
An idle wave
It sounds of confusion
It just sounds of confusion
Running out
Running, out
This is the only way you’re
Brought down to knees, serve me
This is the only way you
Lose control, self-made
It’s time to pay
Brought down to knees
Wanna level with me?
The running streak inside
She spreads her lips with a wavering sigh
It just sounds of confusion
Spinning
Out with this light
And idle dare
It just sounds confusion
It just sounds of confusion
Running out
Running, out
This is the only thing you
Have to reap, oh-no
This is the only reason
You mean little to me, oh yeah
It’s time to pay
Brought down to me
Wanna level with me?
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12. |
Played One False
02:59
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My nerves are shattered
When you’re around, ‘round me
I’ve got nowhere to go
Can it get worse?
I would say
Can’t get worse
Does it matter?
You’re far from my tier
A candle’s battle
With the fire in the sun
Does it matter?
My point of view?
Doesn’t matter
My point of view
And I’ve been demeaned
And I’ve been deceived
And you seem you may—
Well, why am I rushing?
You’re all I’ve been longing
The sender for the strain
The needle in the vein
And I can’t (I can’t)
Drop my ward again
Well, it hurts (it hurts)
I’ll just be played one false
Does matter it? (Ooo-ooo)
My point of view?
Doesn’t matter (Ooo-ooo)
My point of view
I tore down the walls
As you flirted with death
And laughed sincerely
Well, why am I rushing?
You’re all I’ve been longing
Ain’t it just?
Played one false
Ain’t it just
Played one false
And it hurts
Well, it hurts
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13. |
Draw Near
03:04
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14. |
Poison Apple
03:38
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I’m counting on the guillotine
The furnace of the mistakes
Oh, give me another reason
Oh, give me another reason
You chew the poison apple (oh-oh)
You let them pursue (oh-oh)
The package of the contents
The contents of the package
Blessed is the faith of ardor
They’ll never dazzle
Lurking, the witching hour
And burning of candles
A paradigm mistake
I do fear
Oh, give me another reason
Oh, give me another reason
I’m on the sane plane
The fertilized station
The package of the contents
The contents of the package
Blessed is the faith of ardor
They’ll never dazzle
Lurking, the witching hour
And burning of candles
Lost is the face of ardor
You’ll never handle
I know you’re upset with me as I’m upset with you
I know you’re obsessed with me as I’m upset with you
Feel jealous in hindsight, particles in space
This venin attire has no worth or shame
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Some Daggers Wear Red Los Angeles, California
Mike Cuenca is a writer/director and sometimes records music under "Some Daggers Wear Red".
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