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Under A Killing Moon - Thrice

"The air my lungs first loved Carves craters from my eyes They said "breathe deeply son Or be the next to die" Beneath the falling night And heaven's shutting gate Pray keep your tongue held tight Or"

All That's Left - Thrice

"One day the dreamers died within us When all our answers never came We hid the truth beneath our skin but Our shadows never looked the same A ghost is all that's left Of everything we swore we never"

The Melting Point Of Wax - Thrice

"I've waited for this moment All my life and more And now I see so clearly What I could not see before. The time is now or never This chance won't come again Throw caution and myself into the wind. There's"

Blood Clots And Black Holes - Thrice

"Here's your new drug Shoot it in the left eye Feel it on the right side No it's not love Though it sets up shop behind your ribcage Building blood clots and black holes Like using an axe to pull A sliver"

The Artist In The Ambulance - Thrice

"Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white They flip"

The Abolition Of Man - Thrice

"Wake up everyone! It's not too late To save the remnants of our hearts, So stop giving up our last shot at love, Our only chance to find the meaning of The beat beneath the blood We laugh at honor and"

Image Of The Invisible - Thrice

"We're more than carbon and chemicals We are the image of the invisible Free will is ours and we can't let go We are the image of the invisible We can't allow this, the quiet cull We are the image of the"

Between The End And Where We Lie - Thrice

"Is this everything, I've dreamed of so much more between the end and where we lie here all our hopes and dreams are scavenged from the floor and fed into machines that feed on vacant eyes all of my dreams,"

The Earth Will Shake - Thrice

"we dream of ways to break these iron bars we dream of black nights without moon or stars we dream of tunnels and of sleeping guards we dream of blackouts in the prison yard heartbroken, we found (a gleam"

Atlantic - Thrice

"it's been so long, and tin cans and string for years is all that we've known, could it be you're really here 'cause my eyes are open, and everything still moves in slow-motion, breathless and blue, and"

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