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Constellations

[feat. clean sung guest vocals by Tommy Rogers of Between the Buried and Me] This plane's going down in flames, and this time there's no black box to

This moment will too pass us by. It's this notion inside all of us to prioritize through our selfish eyes. To be the bull behind the rampage, the reason

Go... Everything looks the same. It's all so watered down. Where does our anchor lie? Where does our anchor lie? Yeah... There's no identity in other

Bite your tongue until it bleeds. This pain is worth more than what you have to say. Swallow your pride because silence is golden, and I wouldn't pay

You are infatuated, with what consumes you. Put the victim on the front lines, and left for dead. Stop acting like there's no other option, but to let

See yourself to the exit. We can't afford to watch you resort to this (resort to this). Even hope hides in the shadows. Nothing is real. Color is black

Celestial skies I imagine Like a riddle Left for me to solve Solarize colors Expose pieces of heaven Figure out why All the stars and moons Divert

spared Frozen constellations, now you are Forever trapped by delusions of pain Real life breaks again bringing foolishness You never know what tomorrow will bring [Frozen constellations

live again will never be the same. the constellations rest over the hills oh the winter always, sadly, come back casting the youth aside. the constellations