1. |
Vicious Ears
02:49
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monsters with guns
and unlimited run
on these city streets
puppets in armani suits
who say they want what's best for
you
they've taken our money
they're after our names
and this is not a game
this is not a game
hey
we're starving for stares
and internet shares
we're working full time
but we barely get bye
we follow their rules
we can't even get high
we're jumping through hoops
are we even alive
alive
this may be war
i wish i wish
that we could see
that this was never real
and this was never free
and i wish
i wish we could hear
with less vicious ears
hey
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2. |
Delicate
03:05
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you don't have to be, so delicate, you don't have to be
you don't have to be, so delicate, you don't have to be
waiting for someone to tell you you're smart
or strangers to say that this,
is art
don't be so delicate,
don't be so, delicate
you are not granite
you are not porcelain
this a damage shot
this is the moment
to be big
to be
big
don't be so small
take back your government
this is your life
don't be so innocent
you are not delicate
you are not
delicate
you don't have to be
be so delicate
you don't have to be
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3. |
Hate
04:23
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Hello what's new?
who are you today?
tell me your secrets
list all the things that you hate
cuz we've all got habits
we're willing to trade
and we've got to live with
the choices we've made
this is real
goodbye, nevermind
did you see everything change
tell me the truth this time
do you feel safe?
cuz we've all got feelings
we're willing to fake
and we've got to live with
the choices we've made
this is real
don't let them ruin you
don't let them
don't let them
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4. |
Rainn
02:58
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i was promised rain
i was promised everything
oh ooh oooh
maybe i'm fine,
incredible well
you are the voice
on the next train
the flowers i've killed
and haven't thrown out
the socks on the floor
i can't find now
ooh ooh oooh
woah
i bet these dogs they need to go out
my words are louder than my mouth
i see you better than i see my self
i was promised rain
i was promised everything
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5. |
Haunting
04:23
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i'm tired, i'm tired, i'm tired of
sinking
so slowly
illusions
i could
make it out anytime
i felt
i can't make mortal go away
and i wont promise i will stay
if the sky is watching me
i'm not ready
i don't wanna grow old,
i'm not ready
to know
oh oh oh
i swear, i swear, i won't be found
wanting
wanting
the conscious can be
haunting
i guess i am haunting too
i'm not ready to know
i can't make mortal go away
and i won't promise i will stay
if the sky is watching me
i'm not ready
i don't wanna grow old
i'm not ready to know
if the sky is watching me,
i'm not ready
i don't wanna grow old
i'm not ready
to know
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6. |
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people are parasites
cutting down trees
for paper that's make-believe
building a cage around
drawing lines in the ground
we're too scared
too be loud
we refuse
to call out
those looking for treasure
in ways they can measure
the same thing forever
and won't call it murder
impact and danger
hold back our anger
hide behind laughter
on the brink of disaster
we've got
no concept of time after
we've got
no concept of time
we're guided by panic
deaf, dumb and frantic
what if time isn't static?
like we're made of elastic
we stretch till we snap
and every action is
brilliant or tragic
the smell of burnt plastic
we can't imagine
the sound of the damage
we're taking advantage
shallow and selfish
we're so fucking clueless
we've rendered this useless
we call
we call ourselves human
and we call
we call ourselves
we can't survive without this
i won't be forced to,
handle these storms or
silence those words that
hang off of sunken ships
we need dramatic
excuses for havoc
finding distractions
like some kind of addict
attached to chaotic
strings tied with tact
and it tastes like a trap
thats cluttered with traffic
we can't survive with out this
i won't be forced to
handle these storms or
silence these words that
hang off of sunken ships
people are parasites
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7. |
Like it Better (live)
04:09
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i like to think
i'm not like them
i like to think
i can pretend
i don't want poison
i am the biggest let down
i like my feet off the ground
give me poison
i want to show you my bones
they're built from
six-dollar whiskey
i like falling out of my clothes
i like the way you feel me
i know you like it better
i know you like me better this way
i like to think
i'm not like them
i like to think
i can pretend
i don't want poison
i am the biggest let down
i like my feet off the ground
give me poison
we're killing it killing it
and its killing us killing us
i like the way that this feels
i want poison
i haven't always been this bad
i used to do what my mother asked
i'll go out
and drink my dinner alone
i want to stay lost
i don't want to go home
i know you like it better
i know you like me better
this way
i like to think
i'm not like them
i like to think
i can pretend
i don't want poison
i am the biggest let down
i like my feet off the ground
give me poison
we're killing it killing it
and its killing us killing us
i like the way that this feels
i want poison
i'm shaking i'm stoned
and i am not
i give in
to all my worst thoughts
i won't say i can't be strong
believe me i know when i am wrong
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Vigil and Thieves Kansas City, Missouri
Vigil and Thieves is a Kansas City indie alternative quartet formed in early 2014. Previously described as "grandiose" with
a "heartbreaking heaviness," the band has honed in on dynamic and lyrically-driven song structures that have been compared to live poetry.
Neverland embodies every adventure the band has collectively taken part in.
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