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The Wick/The Wax
05:08
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Here I am, spreading through city streets.
Dissolving, dissolving
Like the sound of footsteps, following me.
I am not the wick
I am the melting wax.
Reflections, see through
Reflections, see through, I can't.
See these cracks in my hands
See cracks in the walls, I can't.
Because I got into my head
That you want me dead
In my hands, I hold a spear to fear.
These spectres, are tethered
And I am the prey I am hunting.
Reflections, see through
Reflections, see through, I can't.
See these cracks in my hands
See cracks in the walls, I can't.
Because I got into my head
That you want me dead
It's him,
Not you.
Yeah, but you are the same as me,
I'm the same as...
Fabricated
How can I trust my mind if I'm stuck inside it?
Out-of-body
How dark is this glass, can I really see past?
Because I got into my head
That you want me dead
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2. |
On The Line
03:26
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What is control?
Do we have power in life?
It's all coming down on us
The question itself buries us
Take my hand
We'll go together
Stand still in the night
Who will decide? Decide...
Strangers killing time
Different faces awaiting trial
I don't know you, and I don't know why
How can I help you?
With our sentence on the line?
What do we concede
When we're not stepping outside?
Trapped by the promise the sun will rise
It's a decaying compromise
Take my hand
We'll go together
Stand still in the night
Who will decide? Decide...
Strangers on trial
Voices on fire
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Pony Dreams Sydney, Australia
Pony Dreams is a bedroom recording project from an LA-native by way of Sydney.
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