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Plastic Houses
03:26
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Another dawn, another day
Wake up and put that smile on your face
The smile that says âI am fineâ
But when no one is looking you dry your eyes
When did you last feel grounded?
By masked people, youâre surrounded
Lying to each other, day in, day out
All trying to find what their life is about
Weâre living in plastic houses
When did you last feel grounded?
Whatâs it like to not care what others think?
Losing hours, each time you blink
Weâre living in plastic houses
Hours in bed and you still feel drowsy
Apathy reigns, a normal day
If feelings have colours then today Iâm grey
And I fall down to the ground
Of my bedroom, hit the floor
Every body part sore
Same shit, new day
This has happened before
Iâve always been restless
Buts its worse recently
Home doesnât feel like home
And itâs hard to get to sleep
Existential crisis at 3 am
Thatâs gotta be a record
Here we go again
The cycle starts anew
Mask on, smile wide
Spend another day pretending that everything is fine
But in your head youâre to trying to get the answer down
To why under the mask your face is stuck in a frown
Nothingâs quite as fulfilling as it was back in the day
Stuck in a loop of longing for the old days again
But you remember, you werenât even that happy back then
But it was probably the last time you confided in a friend
Your thoughts are just that; thoughts, all internalised
Locked away in your head for you to overanalyse
Weâre living in plastic houses
Take a look at your surroundings
What can you see through the lingering cloud
Your thoughts are eaten up by an emotional drought
Weâre living in plastic houses
Fire in your brain and you can't douse it
Go to sleep, hoping it'll stop the pain
Repeat the cycle, every single day
Right here, right now, on this day
Let the artifice we wear fade away
See our true selves, it's reflected in the song
Judge a book by it's cover, that's where you're going wrong
Remove your masks I want to see your faces
I want to you to show me what you hide when you fake it
And in this moment, in this song
We can all feel better when we stand as one
Melt down those plastic houses
Slam your fist, scream and shout it
Brighten up your surroundings
Burn the mask, I'm done hiding
Wear your heart on your sleeve
Unashamedly, I am what you see
I'm messed up, but surprise surprise
This is nothing new, so why should I lie?
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Even When You're Sinking
03:45
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This is for you, Iâll try to keep it brief
When Iâm hurting, youâre my pain relief
Youâre all I want to be, to me in my eyes
And in my downfall, I want to apologise
For when I get so absorbed with all my grief
That I canât handle yours, and I refuse to even speak
Youâre worth more than I give when days get dark
When I lock myself away because Iâve lost the spark
Youâre my rock
And even when youâre sinking
Iâll hold onto you
Iâll hold onto you
Youâre my rock
And even when youâre sinking
Iâll hold onto you
Iâll hold onto you
Can we be friends forever?
Is that okay with you?
Can we be each otherâs guide?
Is that okay with you?
Can we be those motherfuckers,
Who ride until they die?
Is that okay with you?
Is that okay with you?
Can we stick together forever?
Is that okay with you?
Can you be my life raft?
Is that okay with you?
Can we face our problems head on,
And bring ourselves to laugh?
Is that okay with you?
Is that okay with you?
Because I know by now that I just canât do this on my own
Weâve been through the wringer, I wonât leave you all alone
On those days where it feels like your headâs way out at sea
Iâll help you find it, you can count on me
But some days Iâll be distant, like I donât care at all
And I spend another day writing on the walls
But you can be sure that when I break through
The first thing Iâll do is come running to find you
Cause youâre the one who holds me up every time I fall
You, the one who I'd stay alive for
And I donât always make that clear in my darkest nights
But youâre my everything, youâre my light (you're my light)
Can we be friends forever?
Is that okay with you?
Can we be each otherâs guide?
Is that okay with you?
Can we be those motherfuckers,
Who ride until they die?
Is that okay with you?
Is that okay with you?
Can we stick together forever?
Is that okay with you?
Can you be my life raft?
Is that okay with you?
Can we face our problems head on,
And bring ourselves to laugh?
Is that okay with you?
Is that okay with you?
âCause youâre my rock
Youâre my small talk
Youâre my unstoppable force
Youâre my sun
Youâre my gun
Youâre my immovable object
Youâre my rock
Youâre my small talk
The rational voice inside my head
Youâre my sun
Youâre my gun
And I will love you til the day I drop dead
Youâre my rock
And even when youâre sinking
Iâll hold onto you
Iâll hold onto you
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N.Y.D
03:23
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I awake blinking in the light of a new day
That cold winter sun is here to stay
Hand over my eyes, I turn away
Away from the reset of the new year's day
How do you all do it? Strive to change so much
Try and try with little to no luck
It's hard to find that drive
As the decor comes down,
Itâs hard to find the drive as the cold surrounds
I'm supposed to start afresh, a clean slate they say
But alas, nothing changes, I still feel the same
At least I didn't die, I'm a little older
But at the same time I feel a little colder on New Year's day, New Year's day
Sleep till the afternoon on new year's day
A great start to the year, sleep your life away
And then blame it on the drink or the party yesterday
But I hardly drink, and I'm not the party type
I donât know enough people to be the party type
Even better, start the new year with a lie
At this point Iâm not even gonna ask myself why
I keep lying to myself, tell myself that Iâm fine
When I know that Iâm not and I keep towing the line
Of faking a smile to keep your mind and your questions at bay
So I can run from my problems for just another day
So I did the only thing, the only thing I knew
It's the one and only thing that I knew how to do
A paper pad, a pen, and these thoughts in my head
Get them out on the page, they won't control me again
I'll keep telling myself that, but I know the truth
And the truth is that I just don't know what to do
It's a song that Iâve written time and time again
Never ending, never resting, can you help me friend?
Locked in a battle with my fears, fallen from grace
My mindâs a war zone, save me from this place
This place in my head that is the worst of me
And itâs the very last place that I would ever want to be
But no matter what I try it wonât let me be free
Iâm looking out of the window and dark is all I can see
Iâm in a hall of mirrors and I canât find the real me
Warped perceptions in the dark is all I see
Then I feel a hand grip mine and it begins to clear
A solitary touch that destroys my fear
A bolt of light from the dark, antidote to the pain
A spark in my heart, sunlight through the rain
I grip the hand tight and now itâs clear as day
You don't define me and I know that sounds cliché
But I was made to love and I was made to laugh
Bet your bottom dollar that I'm gonna do just that
So I won't give up yet, I have so much more to offer
Iâm not dead yet, put away the coffin
My head, it can make me feel like this day after day
But if it can create these feelings, it can send them away
There'll be times where it lays into me and gives me hell
But whether I like it or not, this is the hand I've been dealt
I'm gonna play that hand to the best of my ability
Because eventually I will win, and maybe I'll be free
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I Want to Scream
04:07
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I want to scream, need to scream about everything inside of me
The darkness, the happiness, deep in me, all this pain, this agony
But youâll tell me Iâm dramatic and that itâll pass through
But it keeps coming back so what should I do?
Oh wise one? Knowing one, staring me in the face
Back at me through the mirror, such a damn disgrace
The smile on my face, that I constantly fake
The smile that lies to everyone day after day
Trying to look like everything's okay
But itâs never okay, no way, not today
There's something wrong with me and I canât find a way to fix it
Iâm clawing at the walls, nails come way on the bricks and
Iâm trying to scream but my voice is gone it seems
I have no mouth and I must scream
I want to scream, need to scream
From the bottom of this pit that I keep finding myself in
Pull yourself together, whatâs wrong with you?
Everything is wrong and I need to break through
Oh weâre doing this again; this ainât the same song
Where you write a way out and pretend that nothingâs wrong
But everything is wrong and I donât know what to do
You plague my existence I canât get rid of you
I live without direction, youâre the reason that Iâm faithless
You colour me grey and you leave me feeling weightless
Itâs gives me time to think on many a bad day
How an all-loving thing could make this big of a mistake
Because if you really exist and Iâm part of your plan
Then youâre trying really hard to get me back, man
Because Iâve yet to go a week without asking if itâs worth it
Without feeling disenfranchised and worthless
Get out of my head, donât want to do this anymore
Iâm a broken record, Iâve heard this all before
Iâm about ready to knock on your door
Because Iâm tired of being kicked to floor
Is there something wrong if I can never fix it?
Like an open wound thatâs getting infected
Denial, denial, I wonât face what Iâm feeling
But I can recite the nuances of my bedroom ceiling
And though you try to help, it never seems to work
It nearly always end in you getting hurt
But even in the face of that, you left me a rope ladder
In the hopes that Iâd come and find you when I was better
But it was too much weight and the ladder broke in two
But Iâm gonna fight and make my way back to you
In a moment of clarity from the cloud of self-doubt
Thereâs no ladder, so Iâll grip these bricks and pull myself out
Bloody knuckled, up this wall I climb
I feel you try to pull me back, but not this time
Pushing through the blockades in my brain
I may be struggling but Iâm gonna win this game
Closer and closer to the light of day
Closer and closer to a means of escape
If only temporary, but god do I need this
If Iâm ever gonna get on track to defeating this
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Will Walton Manchester, UK
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