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The Life and Death of a Plea for Purging

(2011)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresMetalcore
LabelsFacedown Records
Album rating :  80 / 100
Votes :  1
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The Life and Death of a Plea for Purging Lyrics

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Submitted by level 퀴트린       Last modified by level Besi Karat
1. The Life (4:37)
Look at all of us running
Always behind, always late
We're always playing catch up
In this human race

All of these young men dying of old age
To feel alive could cost you everything
It's hard to hold onto your ideals
When you lost your innocence

When the dreams you've caught
Aren't the dreams you've chased
Now your hearts are bleeding
To keep this pace

The kid you were
Hates the man you became
You can't remember what you wanted
You just can't
Feel the same

Remember what you wanted
Remember what you chased

All of these young men dying of old age
To feel alive could cost you everything
It's hard to hold onto your ideals
When you lost your innocence

When the dreams you've caught
Aren't the dreams you've chased
Now your hearts are bleeding
To keep this pace

The kid you were
Hates the man you became
You can't remember what you wanted
You just can't
Feel the same

Look at all of us running
Always behind, always late
We're always playing catch up
In this human race

Remember what you chased
2. Music City (3:46)
Music city never shines so bright
As the nights when coming home to those lights
All the cities, buildings, and bridges in this country
Can't compare to the love affair between you and me

I have traveled the whole wide world
And I can't find a better place to reside
Every single tour takes me kicking and screaming
Thirty hours from home, my nashville heart's still beating

Take me back home to all the kids in R town
Who know me for me
My heart's back in music city
Music city is where my heart beats

Alert the skies as hell retreats
I'm saying goodbye to my apathy
To all the workers in this town
Losing their minds in this great modern hell

The ghosts have their guns and they will destroy
Buried under broken glass lays their promised threat

From hollywood to vancouver, fridays mean hysteria
As wolverines break out
But tell Sophia and Alcina
We're still kicking it
3. Heart of a Child (3:50)
With the heart of a child
My tainted eyes have
Not lost every ounce of innocence
I still fight to hold onto my youth
I won't give into death like you

Kingdom of youthfull minded
Positive but not innocent
We still fight to hold onto our youth
We won't give into death like you

We may have nothing to show
We may have nowhere to go
But with the heart of children
We need nothing

They say we've wasted our lives
They say we're wasting our time
But with the heart of children
We have everything

With the heart of a child
We will live forever
Children live forever

We won't be mislead
We won't be mislead
We won't be mislead (By broken dreams of wealth)
We won't be mislead

We will live forever
Children live forever
We will live forever
Children live forever

We are not a product of society
We are not a sick, dying breed
For the meek will inherit the earth
As the weak watches riches burn

We may have nothing to show
We may have nowhere to go
But with the heart of children
We need nothing

They say we've wasted our lives
They say we're wasting our time
But with the heart of children
We have everything

Hallelujah
Children live forever
Hallelujah
With the heart of a child we will live forever
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
With the heart of a child we will live forever
4. Miss Fortune (1:47)
Dreams are the soul's misfortune, meaningless and insecure.
This heart could try and heal itself but I've gone and lost the cure.
5. My Song (3:41)
In the winter of 2010, I lost my mother to the barrel of her loaded gun.
Two weeks later my forgotten dad lost the battle of his life long suicidal run.

He was dead to me years ago but losing her was an eternal blow.
I've spoke in the past of the broken, but now I really know.

If there's one thing I've learned, we're all put here to die.

So why jump your turn.
I'm living day by day.

There's strange comfort in apathy.

Lay cold and alone in the ground.
Will it be paradise or will you burn.
This is all a gamble until it's your turn.

He was dead to me years ago but losing her was an eternal blow.
I've spoke in the past of the broken, but now I really know.

There's strange comfort in apathy.
Home is where the broken heart is.
Home is where the broken heart is.
Home is where the broken heart is.

Son to none. No home but the roads I roam.
Son to none. No home but the roads I roam.
Home is where the broken heart is.
Home is where the broken heart is.
We're all brokenhearted.
6. Skin and Bones (5:07)
These wheels are turning in my head to slowly go where I'd rather be instead.
Laying low.
Skin and bones we know, made of stone move slow.
These are the days fear takes its hold around my throat.
Lost is the chase.
Giving in to distance left to go to make it home.
This heart is bleeding in my chest from letting go.
I just can't stop from needing hope in a better place.
Instead somewhere to grow.
I wish we could start leaving.
Hands and feet won't move.
All these things we'll lose.
7. Room for the Dead (5:13)
There's a battle for my soul between God, the devil, and rock n roll and when my head hits the sheets my feet will hit the ground running to heaven before the devil knows I'm dead. This place is a waiting room. Hoarding the diseased, waiting their turn. Sicker and sicker I wait and wait. I feel my lungs becoming numb. This place is a deadly room, culturing disease, waiting to burn. Pacing and pacing I wait and wait. I feel my legs becoming numb. Doctor I've got this lump in my throat. It's not the cigarettes that stunt my growth. There's voices inside my head. I need the medicine. Who will win the battle for my soul between God, the devil, and rock n roll and when my head hits the sheets my feet are tired of running. Murdered or the murderers, we're all the same. Kingsmen or the poorly dressed, we're pawns in this game.
8. A Fight for Peace (4:40)
Hell walks the earth. His name is pain. I swear to God I've seen him. He's no stranger to me. I know him well. I'll write your name into the stars. We all have hell at our backs ready to take us. Salvation for these many scars. We all have dreams at night we're scared to speak of. They say everything happens for a reason and we all have purpose here. Can you tell me what this all means and why God am I here? We are all the same. We fight the same fight with different faces in different places. Demons by other names, they haunt us at night with different faces in different places. If all roads lead home, then home is pain. I swear to God I've been there. This place gets stranger by day. Am I in hell? You've taken this a step too far. We all have hell at our backs ready to take us. We need you staying where you are. We all have dreams at night we're scared to speak of. We all fight for peace of mind.
9. Hell at Our Backs (1:41)
We all have hell at our backs, haunting our dreams in the beds in which we weep.
10. Words Misread (4:32)
my cynicism was never yours to boast.
you've greatly missed the point of what was said.
instead of questioning them, you just followed me.
robots, zombies, cattle herded by other's words.
it was never meant to be like this. breeding your anger was not my intention.
though that be the case, i've made this bed and now we all have to weep in it.
hate, dissension between brothers of the same.
words meant to provoke thought, misread instead.
was i even right in my accusations.
my words are a weak foundation for your war.
hate, dissension, war.
did i start this. hate, dissension, war.
i can't stop this.
if the pen is stronger than the sword, we will end the world with screens and
keyboards.
11. Hands and Feet (5:39)
speak of regretting and all the risk we take.
speak to the morning and when our eyes awake.
the patterns are completing, the men they say we are, but as the sun is setting
I'll answer in the dark.
when the world sings of all its trouble and i hear all about its pain, i'll
listen in for its groans are not in vain.
it's hard to remember how these dreams were made when all the reasons and all
the rules have changed.
there's healing in His voice and freedom in The Name.
these misunderstandings we give up all the same.
12. Living the Dream (3:29)
Five years long I've been running these open roads with no place to call home. Run away from everything you've ever known with no place to call home. I have no place to call my home. Gain a friend, then I lose a friend. It doesn't matter cause tomorrow it'll happen again. I'm losing touch with everyone at home. It's really hard when you're born to roam. Oh how I hate the line, "outta sight, outta mind." I'm on the search for the greenest grass that I will never find. I've run and run. I've drove and drove three hundred thousand miles of lonely roads to see the ones I love at home move on and on without me. I'm just a memory. Is this the life I chose? Have I chosen poorly or has it chosen me? Will it let me go now? With action comes reaction. We're all a slave to something. Dreams aren't meant to be lonely. Will you answer me? Is this heaven or hell? Is this "living the dream" or is it a living nightmare?
13. The Death (5:04)
The world is on fire and I've done nothing but watch it burn and soon it will take the last of us. I've heard it said before that boys play games and men live the truth. I've had it all wrong this whole time because I thought it was all braun and brute. All these tattoos and all these miles haven't made me a man just yet. I'm nothing more than a frightened kid demanding undeserved respect. I've been thinking a lot these days: what if hell's not all fire and devils? All the stuff they taught us as children just to keep us scared and wondering at night. What if we make our own hell every time we cause pain? Every time we cause suffering there's hell on earth to pay. We are all murderers here. This is the life we chose, the life we lead. There's only one guarantee here. None of us deserves to be set free.
14. The Setting Sun (2:25)
I've seen my share of heartache but I'm not the only one. My hopes and dreams are setting. They're setting with the sun.
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