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End of the World
03:07
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These thoughts are rushing through my head,
the friends I've hurt, the things I've said
I'm hanging by a thread.
I've got to learn to let things go,
I know it feels alright but it's all just for show,
I've got to figure things out on my own.
No more excuses, just act and then we'll see
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
Your words are different, but sound the same to me,
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
To be honest I've been broken, torn apart so many times,
but I made it out alive.
I've been fixing myself and I got back up, every single time,
every single time.
No more excuses, just act and then we'll see
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
Your words are different, but sound the same to me,
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be? (x8)
I'm stressed and I'm anxious, my demons submerge me,
this used to be good but you're making it worse
No more excuses, just act and then we'll see
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
Your words are different, but sound the same to me,
It's not the end of the world, but what's it supposed to be?
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Checkmate
04:08
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I'm so fucking done.
Because of you my life's a mess,
was just another pawn in a futile game of chess,
a puppet that kept failing all your tests.
I've obeyed your every command,
as you pushed my friends away, you pulled my hand,
how did it take so long to understand that all you were was a waste of time?
You left a gaping hole inside my chest,
yet you're the one that's fucking heartless!
I'll serve my revenge on a silverplate,
The game is done, I've won, Checkmate.
I'm tired of your tantrums, I'm sick of your moodswings
who the fuck do you think you are?
I'm sick of your whims and I'm tired of your lies
who the fuck do you think you are?
You left a gaping hole inside my chest,
yet you're the one that's fucking heartless!
I'll serve my revenge on a silverplate,
The game is done, I've won, Checkmate.
You left a gaping hole inside my chest,
yet you're the one that's fucking heartless.
You left a gaping hole inside my chest,
yet you're the one that's fucking heartless!
I'll serve my revenge on a silverplate,
The game is done, I've won, Checkmate.
Keep Talking.
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3. |
Losing Control
03:19
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(XZXANDER)
Here I stand, on the edge of going crazy
I can't stop.
Thinking about our lives is so ridiculous,
Is there somebody out there?
Can you see what's going on?
Oh god, please help me
figure out what the fuck is my big problem.
Why so afraid?
I need to rise back up again,
leave all my past where it belongs
and I can't stop this anymore,
'cause now I'm losing control.
(NICK)
Why stop yourself from being free now?
I can't run
Why lay my rest before I go now?
Why so scared?
Why let my own feelings fade away?
I need to rise back up again,
leave all my past where it belongs
and I can't stop this anymore,
'cause now I'm losing control.
I need to rise back up again,
leave all my past where it belongs
and I can't stop this anymore,
'cause now I'm losing control.
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(NICK)
Let's settle things right here,
I know it's been a while, I've been counting years
Always thought I could call you a friend,
guess I was wrong, since you were playing pretend.
So tell me how does it feel to get stabbed in the back?
It's an eye for an eye, I never lose track.
Won't forgive, won't forget, you know that's how I am,
and I know in the end, I'm still the better man.
Believe me when I say, nothing gets in my way,
and once I start, you can't stop me
Nothing sets me astray, just say it to my face,
You won't bring me down.
(RÉMI)
And after everything I've done,
I never thought it'd come to this
a treachery like this, will never be forgiven
And if you try to talk to me,
I'll let you know that I'm okay,
and this is gonna be the last time you hear from me.
It's over my head.
Don't even try to say you're sorry,
I don't give a shit, fuck an apology.
Don't even try to say you're sorry,
I don't give a shit, fuck an apology.
Believe me when I say, nothing gets in my way,
and once I start, you can't stop me
Nothing sets me astray, just say it to my face,
You won't bring me down.
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5. |
Spades
05:14
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I've waited way too long,
for something that's already lost and gone, it's already lost and gone.
Your serpent tongue spoke lies of gold,
And I've been left here on my own, I've been left here on my own.
I'm not sorry for breaking your heart,
since you've torn mine apart from the start,
you've torn mine apart from the start.
Yeah I pushed you away in the end,
but you'll find somebody else to play pretend.
You told me you're the one I want,
You're always stuck in my head, you're always stuck in my head.
But is that really what you said,
when you talked shit to your friends? Your friends.
I'm not sorry for breaking your heart,
since you've torn mine apart from the start,
you've torn mine apart from the start.
Yeah I pushed you away in the end,
but you'll find somebody else to play pretend.
Quit playing Queen of Spades,
Just say it to my face,
I'd clearly say I love you too if you meant it in the first place.
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Fractures & Outlines Gatineau, Québec
Gatineau/Ottawa
Post-Hardcore
F&O Actual Members:
Nick
Max
Eric
Mo
Fretch
Ex Members:
Alexi D-D
Simon W.J.
Checkmate EP
Mixed By:
François Allaire
Defenseless LP
mixed/mastered By: Joe Lyko
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