1.In Regards To Myself
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Aaron Marsh, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
Wake up, wake up, wake up
This is not a test
It's time to me to come clean
To get it off your chest
So, steady your hand before your face
And concentrate
There's gotta be some stable ground
We have to walk on
So, tear another page from the book
Are you asleep or just alone？
Clear this room from your lungs
Pull yourself together
Pull yourself together, man
Pull yourself together
Pull yourself together
On your back
You're sleeping in a bed of shame
Let the light breathe some
New life into this room
It's what keeps you coming back
Made up of insatiable songs
Bury your head in your hands
Then sing it to yourself, oh
Just what are you so afraid of？
What are you so afraid of？
You're staring truth in the face
So, come on down
What are you so afraid of？
You're busy living now, aren't you？ No
You're busy making vows
You're coming unglued
Time is shorter than you know
I know the light is blinding to the naked eye
So, why don't you take steps away from being alone？
I swear, it's not too late for you
It's all worth reaching for
It's all worth reaching for
It's all worth reaching for
The hands will pull you out
It's all worth reaching for
The hands will pull you out
Wake up, wake up, wake up
And step outside your box
Wake up, wake up
2.A Moment Suspended In Time
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Aaron Marsh, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
Held captive, I'm a prisoner
In the back room where the water leaks
And I'm, oh, so cold
Command me on what to do
But we both know
Neither you or I are in control
There's nothing left for me here
I'm grabbing on to what's left of this hole
It's all too real, this can't be happening
Never again, ever again, will I say I'm okay
I'm scared of the fate that will become mine
Become mine
No time to talk
No time to talk
You know the drill
Under my desk, this can't be it
I'm only dreaming
(I've got to be dreaming)
But I can't get up
No time to talk, not this time
(This is my place)
This is where I arrange
Under my desk, this can't be it
I'm only dreaming
(I've got to be dreaming)
But I can't get up
No time to talk, not this time
(This is my place)
This is where I arrange
It's so funny how we see things so clear
When we have no time left to live
So, lay back now
And take it in
I won't say a word
I won't say anything
So, lay back now
And take it in
And I won't say anything
I can't believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
And feel like it's gonna blow
I think we're all gonna blow
Under my desk, this can't be it
I'm only dreaming
(I've got to be dreaming)
But I can't get up
No time to talk, not this time
(This is my place)
This is where I arrange
Well, I've got to be dreaming
(I've got to be dreaming)
We've got to be dreaming
(We've got to be dreaming)
(We've gotta go)
I've got to be dreaming
(I've got to be dreaming)
We've got to be dreaming
Please, don't wake me up
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
3.There Could Be Nothing After This
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
In the end we tend to think of how it began
I could never explain the picture it painted
And how it made me feel
Now we see this emotion
The light centered and overlooked
You want to see me disappear
Well, so do I, well, so do I
Such a quiet evaporation
We're nothing but hollow vessels
In search of what makes us alive
I never said this was my revolution
When you looked me in the eye
Oh, how I've walked this white line
So many times before
What a feeble attempt
Just to feel alive
This is for you and all your hopeless case
You never would, you never would
Leave me in your wish to fail every time
Every time I try
So talk about, talk about it
At least it makes you feel something
Inside
Who have I become
Who have I become
Oh God, everything, everything
All around me is crumbling at my feet
Everything, everything
All around me is crumbling at my feet
I stare, so delicate and ashamed
At the shell I've shed myself from
I stare, so delicate and ashamed
In the eyes, in the eyes of my ghost
In the eyes, in the eyes of my ghost
Well, I would never love me
Well, I would never
Will I ever love me
Well, I can't
4.Returning Empty Handed
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
How peaceful it feels
Oh, how it feels against my face
Oh, what a long haul
You brought me here for this
I see nothing but disaster
Now I'm taking you with me
Taking you with me
A transparent scenery
That comes as fast as it leaves
Now my eyes flash with white
It's settling in with all the flickering
Here again and again
The floor is more fitting for
The floor is more fitting for
My face
Here again？ Here again？
This is getting old, this is getting old
Here again？ Here again？
I am being watched
This is overwhelming
Paranoia, paranoia
As you dig your feet in
I will sink my teeth in the floor
While I lay here alone
As the light begins
To breach the border
While I lay here alone
Aware of every step
I'm not aware at all
Aware of every step
I'm not aware at all
Black flash white
Black flash white
I am awake
5.Casting Such A Thin Shadow
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I'll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
I'll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Not too much to overcome
With enough time to turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery
I've become a stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back
And focus on what's ahead
I can still stand if you lend
The hand to brace me
I'll take this on my own
I'll take this on my own
I'll take this on
6.Moving fof the Sake of Motion
Underoath
Define the Great Line
Moving fof the Sake of Motion
Someone please turn the lights back on
I've been wandering here for days, disconnected, and in search
for new air to breathe in
I don't think I can fix this
Don't think I could change
But that's the problem
We never speak to Him
Our closing walls have caged us in
And I can't quite remember
This was the first time I didn't say enough
This was the only time I kept it close enough
Brace yourself! they're not waking up
Oh, my God
I hate the me that I've become,
this needy useless forgetting one
Truthfully I can't be the me that I've washed up to be
Don't stop breathing
The walls have just begun to spin
Just let the water calm you this time
It's all around you, just open your eyes and take a look
It will never kill you： not this time
7.Writing On The Walls
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
Maybe we？
Why don't we sit right here for half an hour？
We'll speak of what a waste I am
And how we messed up it again
I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To preach the cup of this constant state that we live in
And I try, I try
How can you try to place us all
To fit the shape of until we break？
Falling down, yeah
You to move on, move on!
You must do what they show you
At this rate we can't give up
I'm thinking back on the things I've said
We're thinking back on the things I've said
My seconds just stand still
Hear me through then I swear I'll go
We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
Back home, alone
Back home
You're almost gone and I'm okay
I still see your sorrow
To give you time to be afraid
Put over your face again
I remember your presence
I'll hope to God you come down
I'll hope to God you feel this now
I'll hope to God you come down
I'll hope to God
I know there must be some way out of here
And part of them will be waiting there
8.Salmarnir
PSALM 50：1-6
The Lord God, the Mighty One
Calls the earth from east to west.
God from Zion does shine forth;
Perfected in beauty he.
Our God comes, no silence keeps,
Fire before him, tempests 'round.
He calls out to heav'n and earth,
So that he may judge his own：
'Bring to me my faithful ones,
Who made covenant with me through their sacrifice!'
The heav'ns call God just, for he is judge!
9.Everyone Looks So Good From Here
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
In a deep breath
And it all starts to change
Flip my world inside out
Honestly I like it better this way
When I mesh the night
Through the back of my eyes
I have put myself here
I'm the culprit
I am the culprit
I've been swallowed up alive
Shut down building from the inside out
I can finally walk through the walls
Walk through the walls
I've been swallowed up alive
Shut down building from the inside out
I can finally walk through the walls
Walk through the walls
I swear I've slipped
Right through the cracks in the floor
It's so easy when it's pulling me under
It's so easy when it's pulling me under
It's so easy when it's pulling me under
Now I can see things from the outside
And I will sit here with no place in mind
I swear I've slipped
Right through the cracks in the floor
I swear I've slipped
Right through the cracks in the floor
I can't escape from this place
I can't escape from, this is so unfamiliar
This is so unfamiliar to me, to me
To me, to me
I can hear the unsatisfying silence
My mouth is open
But none of you can hear me
10.To Whom It May Concern
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
So hold your head up high and know
It's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home
At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for
I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction
And no place to call home
It's time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your signs, set your signs to North
Press on, press on
No, this is not your escape, this is not your escape
Wash away what they thought of you
And press on, press on
'Cause in this place we're all
As good as dead end cycle
'Cause in this place we're all
As good as dead end cycle
Press on, behind the mask you'll find yourself alone
It's not the end of the road, the end of the road for you
At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for
11.You're Ever So Inviting
Lyricist：Grant Brandell, Spencer Chamberlain, Christopher Dudley,
Aaron Gillespie, Aaron Marsh, Timothy Mctague, James Smith
The time has come for you to sit this out
To fit inside your mold
Would be to sell myself short
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
Is filling up to our necks
(We see everything)
Oh, my story's growing and growing, it is
(On my last request)
Don't make me feel so contradicting
There's no room for cheating and being yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their mouth
And on the last hour
We write so many new chapters again
And on the outside
Where there are no surprises
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
Now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)
Oh, it's getting longer and longer, come on
To see it through their eyes
Would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night after night
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth
Taste and see, I swear I know what's good
Be still and know that they won't lie to you
Every single time you're facing lies
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks
Come on, this ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)
We see, we see, we see everything
We see, we see, we see everything
I know why you never take your eyes off from me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
I know why you never take your eyes off from me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon
(We see everything)
This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon
(We see)
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