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Electric Light
03:08
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If static is just forming some chords in some walls, I am static without the ends.
And every breath of hers was a thorn of desire and every petal was blushing red.
It's on my fingertips and my electric light's becoming electric again.
A New Years harvesting in Elysium fields and everyone is up on the shore.
They're taking you again, again and again; my friend they can take no more.
It's on my fingertips and my electric light's becoming electric again.
A New Years harvesting in Elysium fields and everyone is up on the shore.
It's on my fingertips and my electric light's becoming electric again.
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Transparent
03:50
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You dance in glowing lights; the fever grows.
I'm shackled in the only chains that I've ever loved.
In here, the warmth in your misery blows and sweeps me up.
Catherine my eyes turn black; my heart to stone.
Oh, what's that dying in the garden?
And what's that growing in its place?
What's that digging at the surface?
Is it calling out my name?
Entertain my will and cross out my pride.
Replace all of my mistakes with warning signs.
And in my final hours you'll be my prize.
Catherine you're shimmering gold; I'm stuck in white.
Oh, what's that dying in the garden?
And what's that growing in its place?
What's that digging at the surface?
Is it calling out my name?
(Everyone says to walk that way; married to the thought, you'll do that anyway.)
To hold fire; to hold fire; I'm waiting for it.
They're too tired, too tired to give it up.
To hold fire; to hold fire; I'm waiting for it.
They're too tired, too tired to give it up.
Oh, what's that dying in the garden?
And what's that growing in its place?
What's that digging at the surface?
Is it calling out my name?
(Everyone says to walk that way; married to the thought, you'll do that anyway.)
And we were saying there's auburn, there's auburn in the everlast now.
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Finite Waste
03:08
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What a form you display; well, you've had luck.
In the only wasteland for ordained touch.
Allure me in close to the swarm, but never less.
You're a fainthearted gesture portrayed as courage.
All the things that you've done fill the silence where you are.
And though the concrete fits a mold, it cracks to the sound of our love.
All the things that you've done made the sirens chiming in.
And when Orlando was rising up, ma' I could see you were diving in.
Gave a flower for a needle; a marigold in ever-long.
I was a man who knew of progress; I was a man who knew of loss.
If there's a light for everyone who sins, can you save me forevermore?
Cause I was the mistaken one; you were a thousand better thoughts.
All the things that you've done fill the silence where you are.
And though the concrete fits a mold, it cracks to the sound of our love.
All the things that you've done made the sirens chiming in.
And when Orlando was rising up, ma' I could see you were diving in.
You'll find me in finite waste.
You'll find me in finite waste.
You'll find me in finite waste.
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Unviable In Your World
03:50
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Walk around with an ocean in your head; reaching out to touch where you were.
For the moon never beamed like you wanted and the sun fizzled out like before.
When it all was done you would lead us where the light poured down the halls.
Silhouettes; they formed and they reached up to drag us down.
If this is war, then everyone's unviable in your world.
If this is war, we are all unviable and you are flawless.
Spiders dancing all around; spiders dancing all around our blood.
And fastened to the corners, dim lights replace the sun.
There were stories in a world that moved you; you were hope, sadness and luck.
When it all went away like you knew it would, you dissipated, then evolved.
If this is war, then everyone's unviable in your world.
If this is war, we are all unviable and you are flawless.
Spiders dancing all around; spiders dancing all around our blood.
And fastened to the corners, dim lights replace the sun.
Spiraled down; turning in the shallows of what you are; that I don't want now.
Spiraled down; turning in the shallows of what you are; that I don't want now.
(Everything; everything; I am seeing everything now.)
If this is war, then everyone's unviable in your world.
If this is war, we are all unviable and you are flawless.
Spiders dancing all around; spiders dancing all around our blood.
And fastened to the corners, dim lights replace the sun.
(Beautiful skies; beautiful skies and heaven. Beautiful skies; can you shine some light on me?)
(I'm turning in the shallows of what you are.)
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Amber stains as far as I see.
You call it strength and I believe it was, but not for us.
In trust, we all were sound asleep as red was spread across a field; it was.
Was it worth the cost?
"What's done is done," they said.
Now we can't remember what we had.
Is the war still worth the cost?
Is it everything you want and more?
If everyone lost; if everyone lost.
Is the war still worth the cost?
Is it everything you want and more?
If everyone lost; if everyone lost.
"What's done is done," they said.
Now we can't remember what we had.
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Purple Eyes
03:49
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Left you unafraid of hospice walls; gave flesh like diamonds; glistened your bones.
What a wondrous withhold.
Under his great blue sky, he pierced your veins; injected the life.
But who's that imposter here again with purple eyes?
With purple eyes; purple eyes; you quiver you cry; you witnessed a lie.
One day you were scared; he said "pray for a sign."
I said "that's all you have, so don't pray for mine."
I think the shepherd lived a lie.
I am proud to fall from grace and your contempt is my replace.
You see there's a monster here again with purple eyes; purple eyes.
If you can see it, you're blind.
If you can see it, you're blind.
The sorrow in the bare walls.
The sorrow in the bare walls.
The sorrow in the bare walls.
The sorrow in the bare walls.
With purple eyes; purple eyes.
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The Flats Toledo, Ohio
Forming in 2014, The Flats merge indie-rock with pop elements and a midwestern alternative feel. With soaring chorus' and eloquent lyricism, The Flats are an emerging group hailing from NW Ohio and SE Michigan.
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