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Color
03:25
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Sensationalist Ballad
03:31
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The Fall
02:53
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Light that's fading
Eyes slowly closing
Blood is stopping
Hands getting colder
Can I taste
The blood that's on my lips
Can I feel
The bones that broke in me, oh
Feel myself slipping
Body weak, mind is fading
Feel myself screaming
Scraping, ripping
I regret
The choices that were unmade
Is it my fault
I guess I can't go back now
Flying high
Rose petals filling my eyes
I just know
That I'll be crushed by the fall, oh
Feel myself slipping
Body weak, mind is fading
Feel myself screaming
Scraping, ripping
Feel myself slipping
Body weak, mind is fading
Feel myself screaming
Scraping, bleeding
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4. |
Serenity
04:11
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Silent chains upon my body, weigh me down
Keeps me still and stay complaint, as I drown
The words carved upon my soul, can’t I be right
Keeping me from living my true life
As I fall, Into a pit
Can’t you see
All my life, I’ve been living lie
With body that hate, with a mind that I can’t take
It’s so hard to feel, that I’m free
The world keeps me down, tries to make me deny
That I want to be the person that I see
In serenity
Untold words from unknown faces, break me down
Feel like I am hiding from my, closest ones
The truths that kept me going, now make me cry
They seem so far from reality I can’t lie
As my mind, Slowly fades
Please let me be
All my life, It’s been hard to hide
The disgust that have, for the rules that I’ve had to follow
Endlessly, I can’t breath
Society choking all my love and emotions
I just want to be the person I see
In serenity
All this time, that I’ve decided
Breaks my mind, as I fall inside
This pit
All this time, I’ve living a lie
Now I want to escape, now I want to be truthful to the
Ones I love, The ones that care
They need to know, of who I am and want to do
With my own life, I’ll be free
In serenity
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5. |
Tale of a Rope
03:34
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To live truthful to one's hope
Overbearing weight to bravely cope
A strong knot tied on terrible rope
Speaking out a loving trope
Speaking out a loving trope
River slowly flows through forest
Men walk past broken brutal conquest
Unspoken truth no one detest
The pain of a heavy chest
The pain of a heavy chest
Can we walk past peaceful meadows
As spiders weave veil for mournful widows
Children look out shattered windows
Men return with hateful shadows
Men return with hateful shadows
To live a lie made for hope
False prophet stands and starts to mope
A strong knot tied on terrible rope
A crowd that cries a wrathful trope
A crowd that cries a wrathful trope
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6. |
Trust
02:32
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Trust
A memory
A seed yet unkown
Trust
How empty
The halls sing alone
A hopeful landscape full of, clammy empty mirrors
Promise
The safety
Of child yet be born
Promise
The hollow
Words carved on stone
A solemn tower looms, above a static city
Faith
A light
Great father the sun
Faith
A shadow
Sweet mother the moon
Guided rays show, the way for the blinded
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7. |
Dead Tree
02:32
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Dead Tree
Why do you stand so tall
Dead Tree
While covered in the scars
Of lost loves
Of lost ones
A monument of history so poorly tended to
Dead Tree
Do you remember me
Dead Tree
Who sat under your leaves
And listened
And whispered
A hallowed phrase that compliments the age that is was made
Dead Tree
Your roots have grown so strong
Dead Tree
Clutching at what was lost
The memories
The memoirs
Reminder of mortality a headstone for the lost
Dead Tree
See how much I’ve grown
Dead Tree
I’ll take your seed and go
And plant it
And watch it
A monument of future lives that I will tend to
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Rosebunny Oslo, Norway
Rosebunny is a folk musician from Norway, focusing on the relationship between the bass and vocal music. Her music explores many aspects of ones relationship to oneself and others.
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