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Spring felt like a dream
A sinister nightmare that's not as it seems
Time, the invisible enemy, steals my life away
Or was it just a day?
February has ceased to exist
I cannot remember the feeling of bliss
I don't know how much more I can take
Is this what it feels like to be awake?
It's been a year of living dangerously
And it's finally starting to get to me
I wish that I could take some time away
to be
It's been a year of living dangerously
And this new revelation is angering me
I wish that I could take some time away
to be free
This was always a lie
We live just to work then we work till we die
Don't even question it do as you're told
We have forgotten the power we hold
Fan the embers to flames
If we seek comfort then nothing will change
Rage is righteous and pure
Tipping the balance to even the score
It's been a year of living dangerously
And it's finally starting to get to me
I wish that I could take some time away
to be
It's been a year of living dangerously
And I can't understand what you're saying to me
I wish that I could take some time away
to be free
Be free
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2. |
All Over
01:58
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Are we all pretending
That everything’s alright?
Is this happy ending
A fairytale of lies?
Where did all the time go?
How are you still alive?
Everyone that I know
I do not recognize
Am I crazy?
Am just I losing my mind?
The truth is getting hazy
And we’re running out of time
Feel like I don’t belong here
In this train-wreck we call life
Somethings going wrong here
I don’t know how to make it right
It’s all over
It’s all over
It’s all over
Me
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3. |
Guillotine Waltz
02:45
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You lay prostrate
Hail to mistakes you’ve made
Your sins always
Have been our debt to pay
We watch as you
lay all our lives to waste
As if we are
Things that you can replace
Scrub the blood from your hands with poisoned water
You made empires
Built in the backs of slaves
Crushed the bones of
Those who stood in your way
Then you tell us
That we must all obey
I am the only
God to whom you'll pray
Scrub the blood from your hands with poisoned water
You created this hell
Now it’s your turn to burn
You thought you could teach us
Well it’s your turn to learn
You watched as we got caught in your deadly web of lies
As the guillotine drops I want to look in your eyes.
Scrub the blood from your hands with poisoned water
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4. |
The End
01:43
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Close your eyes and you can’t feel a thing
Not as bad as they said it would be
Pain don’t hurt if you say it ain't real
Can’t be hurt by the things you can’t feel
Living just for the thrill of the end
Giving up just to try it again
Hoping that this will be your last day
Pray just so you can say that you’ve prayed
16 years and you threw it away
Washed up dreams are the price that you pay
Chased the prize now you’re playing pretend
Guess that’s how your story will end
It was never enough
Outstretched arms as you reach for the sky
Face the moonlight and say your goodbyes
Life’s got no more compassion to lend
Guess that’s how your story will end
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5. |
Coming of Age
05:25
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The summer months felt like a turbulent dryer
An unsettled stomach filled with balls of fire
I long for the chill of that November air
But forget that with winter comes lonesome despair.
Spring was no better alone trapped inside
Couldn’t run from myself not a place left to hide
Had to face my reflection and tell her she’s dead
Just a hollow skull sinking with bones made of lead
And 22 feels like a coming of age
In the time of resistance and terror and plague
When I’m finally learning who I want to be
The whole worlds crashing down like a storm on the sea
I’ve been running away from the idea love
Wore my heart on his sleeve held his hand like a glove
I said to myself I’d give all that I can
But instead my heart slipped through his fingers like sand
And life is so strange
And things can change in a day
And I hope that I have enough love left to give away
Theres an apocalypse coming we must be prepared
We’ve been saying it for years but still nobody cares
You’ve deprived us of what little future we had
As you poison the water and burn through the land
And maybe I’m selfish or bitter or brash
But a life is worth more than a pile of cash
It’s so tempting to give in or just change my mind
But I have to believe that we all can be kind
And life is so strange
And things can change in a day
And I hope that I have enough love left to give away
I am just a shell of feelings
Learning to find strength and healing
I’ve been jaded, past lives faded
Empty, weighted, contemplated
Doing things that I’m ashamed of
Can’t decide what I’m afraid of
Never knowing what’s in store
Or finding out and wanting more
And life is so strange
And things can change in a day
And I hope that I have enough love left to give away
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Gabby Henderson Chicago, Illinois
Gabby Henderson is a musician and producer from Chicago. Her diverse sound incorporates a variety of styles from jazz and soul to experimental pop and electronic music.
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