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It’s been three years and some change and I don't remember
What we were thinking when we said that we were better
The view from the back of my mind only shows a snippet
But it’s been three years and some change and I don’t remember a minute
Just take it, and give it away
Why don’t you call me a friend?
If one of us leaves, that doesn’t mean it’s the end
Follow me around the bend
Do you know what words I was hoping you’d say? ‘Cause I don’t
But since that day we haven’t been quite the same
And I know that it was probably my fault
And I know, that it’s been three years and some change and I’d say to just wait a minute
And take it, and give it away
Why don’t you call me a friend?
If one of us leaves, that doesn’t mean it’s the end
Give it away
Why don’t you call me a friend?
If one of us leaves, that doesn’t mean it’s the end
Follow me
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The Struggle
03:09
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The struggle is real
I don’t seem to feel right when I’m at the wheel
It’s so surreal
What an ordeal it is chasing these feelings around
Don’t you go judging my actions when the sun is down
The struggle is real
I won’t make a promise but I’ll make a deal
You save the spiel
And I’ll try to heal all the sick twisted troubles I’ve found
The dissonant crimes,
Involving my lack of remorse and design,
Aren’t hard to find
Look in my mind and you’ll see all these feeling I’ve found,
Waltzing around
Stick to the script and ignore me while I fuck around
Searching for somewhere to point the blame
Leave it to me to refuse the shame
Bring your precision and agony
While this ocean of pain washes over me
The struggle is real
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Honey Is Sweet
04:37
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Battling a thick wind, trying hard to listen for a sign that you’re in range
Nearing your position, only ever inching forward in the pouring rain
But it’s hard to see even though there’s nothin around
So I must retreat to our home and hold my ground
Baby, all I need is some sorta sign of life
I’m a psycho knowing time is holding a knife
But Honey I’m home, I saved you a seat
Return to your throne where we can be free
Living unknown, alone in the heat
‘Cause honey is warm and honey is sweet
Off on the horizon, I can see the shining pieces of a cold collage
Cruelly advertising, you or more than likely, just an animate mirage
Now it’s hard to see as the trees start waving their arms
Guaranteed to keep you on your knees and hide from the approaching storm
Baby all I need is some sorta sign that you’re safe
I’m a psycho knowing I’m not a part of the race
But Honey I’m home, I saved you a seat
Return to your throne where we can be free
Living unknown, alone in the heat
‘Cause honey is warm and honey is sweet
Now the freezing rain is falling weaker
And the siren blaring from the speaker is an echo of a cold soul
As I’m longing for the open door to sell your absence that it now upholds
‘Cause honey you know, I’ll always save you a seat
If you can find your way home, we can forever be free
Living unknown, alone in the heat
‘Cause honey is warm and honey is sweet
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Cynical Innocence
03:42
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Every night, same disease
In my mind, running free
Hunt me down, lethally
Bury me by the sea
‘Cause I don’t think I’m doing alright
But I don’t think I’m trying to be
And all I’m ever asking is why
But no one’s ever listening to me
Don’t fight the feeling, let it in
Don’t fake a laugh, don’t crack a grin
Despite the efforts, no one wins
Don’t try to fight it, just give in
Don’t try to fight it, just give in
I’ve been caught painting with
Cynical innocence
Read my cold, bleeding lips
Give the past one more kiss
‘Cause lately I don’t feel like myself
But I don’t think I would if I could
And I’ve been looking out for my health
Making sure it’s never too good
Don’t fight the feeling, let it in
Don’t fake a laugh, don’t crack a grin
Despite the efforts, no one wins
Don’t try to fight it, just give in
Don’t try to fight it, just give in
Don’t try to fight it
‘Cause with every hour spent in my head
I’m going further into the war
And every single drop that’s been bled
Will dim the lights a little bit more
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Here In The Dark
03:58
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I’ve got to stop erasing all my confidence and all that goes along with it
My watch is telling me to go to sleep and let the night take hold of everything
‘Cause here in the dark,
My thoughts are all twisted up,
The cogs are all getting stuck
I’m on the cusp of believing the bluff
So suit me up
I’ve got five knives inside my mind
One for each time that I designed my own demise
‘Cause here in the dark,
My thoughts are all twisted up,
The cogs are all getting stuck
I’m on the cusp of believing the bluff
Here in the dark
Is where I can rest my head
Where nothing can be misread
I recommend a hasty decent
‘Cause in the mirror’s edge, the images they bleed and bend
And instances of grief and dread appear with no cause or intent
My nirvana is all burnt up
Now everything is shutting down at once
All at once
I’ve got to stop erasing all my confidence and all that goes along with it
My watch is telling me to go to sleep and let the night take hold of everything
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6. |
The Passion And The Fury
04:28
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Sorry, I’m stuck up above all the limits of our love
All the leaves have fallen but that won’t stop the wind
Now when reason’s calling, that’s when I’ll begin to see everyone around me
See, the passion and the fury
Breathe in the feeling you always ignore
At times you feel weak in the eye of the storm
Sometimes your ceiling is somebody’s floor
So don’t fall asleep when awaiting a knock on the door
Sorry, I’m stuck down below all the standards you uphold
We’ve got far too many reasons not to grin
But when revenge starts calling, that’s when I’ll begin to see all of my surroundings
See, no one is astounding
Don’t get it twisted, you’ll never be shit
Lace up your ego and call me a prick
Feeling exhausted is hard to admit
But don’t fall asleep when you’ve not even tried to commit
Get a grip, you gotta get moving
Let me sit beside the fire
When our lips collide, our eyes don’t close
I’m wondering, can we get a little bit further from this masquerade?
I’ll lead the way
I see everyone around me
I see the passion and the fury
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Head For The Horizon
03:17
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Look off in disbelief, over the forest trees
Wondering how it might be beneath them
Ignore your mirrored glare, descend the spiral stairs
With haste now, time is being weakened
Don’t be afraid to just embrace
The shame and guilt you feel for what you’ve become
Just walk away, leave those open gates
Behind you as you head for the horizon
Cold soil paves the way, turmoil digs the grave
Don’t be that fucker in the basement
Lose track of time and space
Stop trying to calibrate to every single situation
We’re all in great dismay, so just embrace
The shame and guilt you feel for what you’ve become
Just walk away, leave those open gates
Behind you as you head for the horizon
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Murderous
03:49
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On an island I am lost
Mindless and distraught
Trying to link the dots
But I’m sure of nothing
All the words have been embossed
Of the lines I thought were lost
The knife relieves the clot
And the blood is flowing far too fast
And I don’t know if this heart will last
The world has caught on fire
And I predict that our
Future might be lost
As the clock’s become murderous
Lower, lower to the ground
Try not to be found
Close my eyes and count,
To a new beginning
They impress and they astound
Breathe without a sound
Surrender to the hounds
As the teeth are sinking in so deep
and now my heart is falling weak
The world has caught on fire
And I predict that our
Future might be lost
As the clock’s become murderous
Television creatures seep into the scene,
Making deep incisions in between the seams
Don’t stop running, they won’t stop coming
In droves and dozens until the morning comes
I’m furious ‘cause now the clock’s become murderous
Now the clock’s become murderous
Now we’ve all become cornered by the fire
As I predict that our
Future might be lost
Now the clock’s become murderous
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Succulent Blood Cells
06:24
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To question the cries from the mayhem
With no real intention to save them
Is not quite the skeleton I’d like to mold
‘Cause to be so cold, you must be a sick creature
With every dawn drawing you weaker
So why not be kind to the mind that you know?
But I feel so cold out on this island
While my mind is filled with silence
All the applause on the surface
Might make one think that it’s worth it
To leave the mask on for the rest of the show
But to be so cold in the wake of the tragic
Pre-dated lessons and habits
That some think won’t harm us to carve into stone
But I’m so alone out on this island
Wasting days and weeks and months it seems sometimes
Go back to a time when
All my life was filled with silence
Don’t show all your regrets to the people
Listening to the rehearsal of what you’d like to confess
Speak slow, speed can cause words to be lethal
Sharpen the tip of the needle you’ll use to stitch up this mess
Don’t tell secrets to leeches in motels
Thirsty for succulent blood cells, they’ll absorb all but disease
Sleep well, take all your vitamin capsules
Do what you can to keep your health in the best shape it can be
‘Cause this silence is deafening
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Early Morning Sun
04:19
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Streetlight amber starts to disperse and shun itself from everyone
As dew soaked grandeur falls onto anyone in the early morning sun
The heat, it weighs a ton
Calming silence cuts through the silky haze, shimmering and tame
Painted islands race to the nearest frame, before they meet the flame
Burn off the memories, and rotten remedies,
That seek to hunt the weak, and make it certain that the heat
Will cause you to perspire, sweat out the night’s desire
Until at last you see the morning sun will prove...
Its’ heat, will overwhelm
The engine of a film
Beauty winces in light of what’s to come in the early morning sun
Leaving me with nowhere to hide or run in the early morning sun
Beauty winces in light of what’s to come in the early morning sun
Leaving me with nowhere to hide or run
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11. |
Pool
03:57
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Wake to find a blade beside a pool
Of cardinal red starting to spread
Look within to find a frightened fool
Forever misled, and shaking with dread
Counting all the seconds drowning in your ex’s blood
Throw your clothes into the swimming pool
Throw ‘em all in, throw ‘em all in
Face the mirror naked and renewed
Study the skin, study the skin
Color all your senses red with all your ex’s blood, then wash it off
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Lone Thunder Cleveland, Ohio
Alternative Indie Rock solo project from Cleveland, OH since 2018. All studio music is written, recorded, performed, and mixed by Mason Nozik. The only goal is to have fun and make people happy!
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