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Death or Dabke
03:41
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در این هوا گرم سرنوشت را قبول کردیم
من و تو که میدونیم چی کار باید کرد
We're all running from unending loss
It's time to choose;
Implode or transform
Die or dance
بدون که این بدبختی ابدی هست
When we come undone
Under the red sun
Let me concede
And be turned to ash
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2. |
Weighed My Options
04:11
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I’ve weighed my options
I know how this ends
But I still want what you promised me in my dream
I think you realize I’m blind to your truth
I’ll never see as you are
I keep trying to kill the dream,
But it's revived whenever you appear
I’m head over heels with what I hoped would be
I’ve weighed my options and I’m too sick to let go
I need you to tell me ‘no’
I’m sorry for being this way
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3. |
Bārān
05:09
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بیا باران من منتظرت ام. منو تجدید کن
چیزی غیر از تو نمیتونه جاده را نشون بده
اشاره کن من کجا برم
تا متانت داشته باشم
The will is paralyzed in the aridness
The sole savior is you- come back to us
بیا باران من منتظرت ام. منو تجدید کن
چیزی غیر از تو نمیتونه جاده را نشون بده
اشاره کن من کجا برم
تا متانت داشته باشم
My possessor is fully functional and inoperable
Finally I’m willing to relinquish all control to you
I’m standing in the sun waiting
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4. |
Bound
05:08
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The moon has set
The new day dawns
All instinct is out of reach
As we wade through the fog
But there’s nothing here
More harmful than us
We’re forever bound
Forever arrested
Braced to be bombarded with light
Forever here
While time continues to bleed
Wanting to leave our blood behind
Wanting to leave this flesh and fur
Just to feel control
Wanting to leave our friends behind
Just to feign control
The moon has set
The new day dawns
Won’t you submit?
Won’t you forfeit?
I’m tired of the strain
I’m tired of waiting
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5. |
Home
05:32
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Hard to believe that this is home
When there’s so little consolation
The sky opens its arms to me
But I’m tethered to hope- my fickle friend
And you want me to love her
And you want me to trust her
But there’s too much mirage and stagnation...
And fatigue surmounts me
Yet I’m wide awake
Tilling for nominal growth
At her behest
And you want me to love her
And you want me to trust her
Then hoist me up so I can humor you
And I will try to turn a deaf ear to
the screaming, the laughing, the pell-mell transpiring around me
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