1. |
My Enemy
03:13
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I’m out of time
But nothing can erase me
I’m out of focus now
I’m waiting by the phone
For no one
I’m waiting every day I don’t know why I won’t
Be alright
I’m only my enemy
Blood in my eyes, there’s a hole in my head
I’m only my enemy
Blood in my lungs, there’s a hole in my chest
I’m only my enemy
Thorn in my side and old broken glass
I’m only my enemy
Fear in my heart and I’m always a mess
I’m in my way again
Now it’s getting old
And I might have nothing more
I’m alive but I’m drowned
And only I’m to blame
This I know
I’m waiting by the phone
For no one
I’m waiting every day I don’t know why I won’t
Be alright
I’m only my enemy
Blood in my eyes, there’s a hole in my head
I’m only my enemy
Blood in my lungs, there’s a hole in my chest
I’m only my enemy
Thorn in my side…
I’m only my enemy
Fear in my heart and I’m always a mess
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2. |
Bright Light
03:10
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I’ll never know why
You’re in love
I know you won’t lie
To me
I’m only alive
Since you opened my eyes
To the bright light
And every wall
That you break down I fall
For you more times
No matter the words that you might say
They stay in my mind every day
For once in my life, you’re holding the tide at bay
At bay
for so long, we’re living as one
Like waves of the ocean, we’ll never be over
Our time
No matter the words that you might say
They stay in my mind every day
For once in my life, you’re holding the tide at bay
At bay
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3. |
Heart and Soul
02:40
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We’re fading away
We don’t want another night alone
Not far from the edge
You’re a ghost and I’m alive for now
When the world blinds your heart
And soul
We find out that something’s wrong with all of us
As quiet as night
Digging deep into your widened mind
I might’ve known your voice
Speaking a melody forlorn
When the world blinds your heart
And soul
We find out that something’s wrong with all of us
When the world can mix you up
Your head in the air
And at last we know we’ll leave a dreadful world
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4. |
Meet Again
02:40
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You drove along the road of mundane
A soul alone from day to day
Another world, another sunset
Falling apart in slow decay
Letting go
All along
Hold on to every word
You and I will meet again on the rolling plains
Hold on to every word
You and I will meet again in desert dreams
Another way to watch the sunrise
I’ll hum you a song while you’re away
Letting go
All along
Hold on to every word
You and I will meet again on the rolling plains
Hold on to every word
You and I will meet again in desert dreams
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5. |
Over
03:30
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Leisurely floundering
You’re falling apart
Your whole life is faking it in my eyes
Who’s gonna want to come along
What are you longing for?
Now you’re alone in this heartless crowd, I know, I know
And when they all walk out
I can’t complain, why
Your words, they don’t mean nothing at all
I am, your boring glimpse of peace of mind
Of peace of mind
For so long
You can’t go anywhere
Without falling apart
Living like a time bomb
That petered out
Now you’re alone and writing off
Why are you on the floor?
Now you’re a part of nothing in my soul, my soul
And when they all walk out
I can’t complain, why
Your words, they don’t mean nothing at all
We are, your boring glimpse of peace of mind
Of peace of mind
Oh no
You’re crying out now
Your words, they don’t do nothing at all
Oh yeah, oh no no no no no
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6. |
The Line
03:49
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I never know where you’re going
I’ll take a guess
You’re fast asleep while you’re walking
And someday we’ll be over the line
The line
And someday we’ll be over the line
The line
We both know we’re holding out
Our time
Someday we’ll be over the line
The line
We never know where we’re going
Or do you?
We never made a mistake
And someday we’ll be over the line
The line
And someday we’ll be over the line
The line
We both know we’re holding out
Our time
Someday we’ll be over the line
The line
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7. |
Nights
02:59
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High hopes tonight, when there’s nothing to do in mind
Six shots alone, and there’s nothing to lose but time
These are the nights when the silence screams
These are the times, I’m falling off
Bleak days can cover the world and I, won’t know
A bandage pulling off all the wounds that flood inside
These are the nights when the silence screams
These are the times, I’m falling off
These are the nights, not in tears
And these are the ways I’m holding on
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8. |
Wanted
02:57
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Your silent serenade
Singing clear across the room into the island of my mind
And I forgot again
How you look
In my eyes
Am I awake?
Unlikely
Can’t find the words
For your warmth inside
The way
We’re loving every night
You wouldn’t know
How my elation grows
You hurt tonight
But you are wanted
The lights surrounding you
Through the world, in my eyes
There’s someone here who needs your aura
And I am someone
The way
We’re loving every night
You wouldn’t know
How my elation grows
Your words tonight
You are wanted
The way
We’re loving every night
You wouldn’t know
How my elation grows
Your words tonight
You are wanted
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9. |
Everywhere
02:26
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Cool as a nightmare
Heaven knows I’m not alright
Every night I can’t sleep for nothing
By the day
Soft and lonesome
You sing me everywhere I go, in my head
Thinking of the world I know
In your eyes
Running aground
I’m letting days just go by
I can’t handle my mind
Instead I kill myself
So the day won’t
Thinking of the world I know
In my eyes
Running aground
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10. |
Siren Song
03:35
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My brain is something that you never knew
Trying to start again
You listen to my mind as you speak like you’re hearing
I never minded our nights like that, until now
I woke up in a rainstorm
You wouldn’t mind if I fade out
Nobody minds when I fade out
Take pain in silence with a boring view
Never alive like that
I listen to my mind but I don’t know the meaning
A fear of normal I’ll start like that, you know
Far away in my own world
You wouldn’t mind if I fade out
Nobody minds when I fade out
I’m not alive unless I know why
You know the words of my siren song
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Plastik Boxes Minneapolis, Minnesota
Plastik Boxes is a Minneapolis-based melancholic synth-pop duo founded in 2019.
The duo’s writers
are Efren Maldonado on keys (a.k.a Pye Luis) and Greg Johnson on vocals and guitar (a.k.a Greg Online), both musicians from the Twin Cities.
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