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Tooms
01:46
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Eugene Victor Tooms
Go back to your cocoon
Sleep another 30 years
Don’t squeeze into my room
Your angry yellow eyes
Five livers at a time
Removed with your bare hands
Almost the perfect crime
In the ceiling
In the walls
Steal their trinkets
Leave for dead
Monte let you out and you finished your task
I bet he wished he had not
Fox broke the rules and tracked you down
An escalator for your demise
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We Walk Away
01:20
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I panic -these pages are running out
Where are we going to be when we make it to the end?
Do we get a sequel, does it end in tears
Will we gain a partnership
And bring closure to our fears?
How does this story end?
Do we find a compromise
Do we walk away?
Is it time to cut our losses
And start a brand new day?
It all keeps spinning
And time will not, slow down
Nights, caught up in my head
I can not slow down
I’ll never forget, I’ll never regret
The path that brought me here
How does this story end?
When is it time to walk away?
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Gaslight
01:44
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Joined voices, low whispers
How could my words not, ring true?
Friends fallen -prey to lies
Loyalty’s nothing to you
My story my truth
You can’t rewrite the tale that I’ve endured
My truth and my life
Gaslight, twist -won’t silence my voice
Words cut -sides taken
Embrace the ugliest lies
Backs turned, I don’t care
It’s time to sever these ties
My story my truth
You won’t silence my voice
My truth and my voice
You won’t silence these words
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Muddled
02:32
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A decade buried, in the mud that you threw
Still scrubbing remnants from underneath my nails
Gratitude fills up my lungs
These breaths of life -as proof of my resilience
My thriving and surviving
I’m standing here today
As proof that we rise!
These are the last words
You’ll ever get
I’ve washed you off my hands
And from my mind
Thoughts were twisted
I doubted myself every day
Once so confused
I wasn’t sure what was real
Found the strength to take a step -move ahead
While you waste in your lies
Surviving today
Standing tall, because I broke free
You get nothing more from me
You won’t take that space up
You get no more words from me
You won’t take my time up
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Fight the Future Salt Lake City, Utah
Powered by leftist and feminist ideology and a curiosity for the paranormal, Fight the Future creates music that meshes the bygone melody of Bay Area Punk Rock with the heart of New York Hardcore.
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