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On Repeat
03:36
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How can I know
if this is the beginning or the end?
Is this the spark to light me up
or do I face the beginning of the end?
Drawing straight lines
has never been a strength of mine
Rather I found comfort in vague visions
So easy to hold on
to appealing scenarios
Visions of my future self
Morphine to set my mind at ease
The uncertainty of destinations
was a compelling inspiration
A constant savior from letting go
There’s so much worth to hold on to
No my prospects haven’t changed
The ideals are still the same
but the blurred lines remain
The time has passed but the questions are the same
Can this spark amplify the dying flame?
I think it’s time to rip down the mask
In search of revelation I embrace exposure
Please make me hurt
This pain needs to be felt
If I can’t break my shell
then how can I be heard?
The time has passed but the questions are the same
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2. |
Chalkstone Haven
03:23
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Every blister on these feet is an untold story
of a journey deep beneath
to remediation from that overwhelming
and reoccurring sense of feeling lost
It’s constantly lingering
deep down in my guts
Your everlasting grace
reminds me how seasons change
that we must be wary to rearrange
Despite hail and thunder
Antagonists can reconcile
You let wither and you let thrive
You let burst and you let bloom
Have never searched for you
but were there for me
You teach me to let it all go
fear, doubt and disbelief
You never ask for answers
but nudge me to try my best
Just distance and devotion
A sacrifice I gladly make
My heavy heart unfolds
with every step upon your chest
Your crest provides the balance
Sedates my unrest
With your elegance
you provide me wings
Your roots remind me
to stick to the ground
and stay firm
when the storm will arise
You push me to the edge
but you won’t let me give in
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3. |
Through Your Eyes
03:32
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Sometimes I wonder if we see the same reality
What’s there to find when staring through your eyes
Are you deluded by campaigns
that blank out the abyss
and obscure their distress before death?
Digging deep takes time and bears the risk
to turn your world upside down
To claim you haven’t known
Is no longer an excuse
when information is all around
So choose who you want to be
A compassionate man
or the devil in disguise
By divide and rule you made them servants to you
But tides will turn
and dust will clear
Smoke will be gone
Only embers will remain
And unveil what’s been hidden away
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4. |
Incendiary
02:54
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I hear them shouting from the rooftops
Can sense the mistrust in their glance
Can you see the silent judges
lingering on every corner
of this city’s streets?
Their sense of hatred and resentment
blows through every alley
of this city’s streets
Their dreams are my nightmares
Diversity is their antagonist
Their thoughts are led by separation
and constant angst to lose control
A wolf in sheep’s clothing
empowered by visions of supremacy
A minority once overlooked
brought to power by our silence
Obedient to their leaders
under the spell of a cult
Hypnotized by simple answers
for the things they can’t explain
Rambling hate found fertile soil
Division is their remedy
But though you ignite my anger
I won’t reward you with my hate
Let me break free
Won’t let you get the best of me
We’re more than you will ever be
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5. |
New Normals
03:58
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Forced to slow down I’m confronted with a swell
of exhaustion and nagging insecurities
Circular thoughts dictate the boundaries of my mind
Instead of reaching for the sky
I’m searching for the ground beneath my feet
Is the point where I’ve got to admit
the relentless pace has taken its toll on me?
A new normal to accept, I confess to my fragility
There is no way
to outrun these ghosts
So here I stand
At daggers drawn with confidence
I’m battling with the days ahead
As gloom is cutting through my flesh
and clinging at my ageing bones
Time and again whispers of hope
echo through the noise of doubt
The undertone is somber
but I won’t let this be my swan song
Has the famine to live up to my self-expectations
let me deny the roots I needed to walk firm?
Is this a means of oversaturation or just
a long due intermission to regain humility?
I’ve come to terms that dust will never settle, sway at our side eternally
In good and bad, right by my side, forever a part of me
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6. |
When Words Collide
03:30
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Could you take the sharpest needle
and push it through my lips?
And please use the strongest thread
to sew my mouth shut
Cause I must bitterly admit
I’ve failed to bite my tongue
Time and again I have failed
to lock up these thoughts
Keep them hostage to my mind
Wading through the sea of shards
I threw at our feet
I never meant to let us bleed
Every incision is a reminder
that so much hides between the lines we speak
I truly hope our hearts can mend
Your chants of hope
lighten up the darkest nights
and drown out the noise of thunder
forced upon you
Don’t let these bleak prospects
get the best of you
You’ve taught me it’s darkest before dawn
So please hold on to your dreams
Could I guess the damage done
when these thoughts escaped
Rest assured
I could never be
indifferent about you
But my words can only fail
to stop the ringing in our ears
So with a heavy heart
I impose silence upon myself
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7. |
Fatigue
02:24
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I think I’ve seen this place before
these streets seem familiar
these alleys I’ve passed through
After all these junctions
and walking all those roads
I’m back to square one
is this where I belong?
Jaded and numb, drenched in fatigue
I’m going through the motions
Exhausted from within
Was it worth all the pain in retrospect?
My only fear is to realize
that this quest will drag on
Please let me break this cycle I detest
Was restlessness my beacon
that kept me safe from an undertow?
Please save my throat from water
please don’t let these lungs burst
Was the way the aim? Well I don’t know
No boundaries and no guide map
could serve as saving throw
These eyes convey confidence
but my perspectives are confined
I yearn for serenity
and in my dreams I fantasize
to somehow break free from this chokehold
and lay to rest the doubts beneath my skin
Can’t find comfort in presence
without peace from within
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8. |
Dem Zwecke gedient
03:52
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Bitte sag mir was Du siehst
Komm her und mach mir klar wer vor Dir steht
Während all dieser Zeit und bis ins hier und jetzt
hab’ ich mich aufgerafft
Hab’ in letzter Konsequenz Widerstände überwunden
und trotzdem bin ich nach wie vor
So oft den Schmerz im Keim erstickt
und trotzdem bin ich nach wie vor
eingeengt zwischen Dysfunktion, Diffusion und Diskussionen
über mein Anrecht auf ein Dasein losgelöst von meiner Funktion
Die Definition von mir selbst in diesem Spiel
tausendfach in Frage gestellt
Den Staub und Dreck in diesen gottverlorenen Hallen
tagein und tagaus inhaliert
Ich hab’ mich zurückgezogen, hab’ das alles eingesogen
um diese Wunden nicht zu offenbaren
Immer wieder von vorn dieselbe Frage:
Ist das der Platz der mir zugewiesen ist?
Und immer wieder von vorn dieselbe Frage:
Ist denn hiermit, ja hab ich hiermit dem Zwecke gedient?
Wie definierst Du Dich? Erkennst Du sie nicht?
Die Narben auf dem Gesicht
Hinter dem Spiegel, gezeichnet von der endlosen Suche
nach unserem wahren Wert
Status gleichgesetzt mit Akzeptanz
Egal ob mit gleichen Karten ausgestattet oder nicht
Am Ende zählt nur das Resultat
Das ist was man dann hat
Die Köpfe hoch
Den Blick voraus
Bereit für die nächste Runde
Aber ich glaub’ ich steig hier aus
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9. |
Origins
01:54
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I’m lucky to know I come from a place
that gives me the chance
to sculpt my future with my own two hands
I’m not the emperor
never want to be the king
but the master of my own destiny
Not always free to choose
sometimes destined to lose
But the “worse” that I know is the “better”
for many which had no start at the front row
I see so many folded hands
seeking comfort within walls
Victims of their circumstances
paralyzed by convenience
Taking their privilege as an entitlement
though it’s just a plain coincidence
And you wonder why our cities burn
while you gently close your eyes
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10. |
Reality Check
03:21
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Did I need to roam so many miles
to barely feel alive?
Did this short amount of time
suffice to burn down stable bridges?
Feels like sharpening the knife
to cut strings to familiar ties
Through every layer of my skin
I feel discomfort creeping in
Exposed to mere instinct
aspirations start to crumble
Pushed to the edge of giving in
In solitude I sway
through the alleys of this city
that gave so much
but took its toll on me
Stuck on Street 163 again
Between could-have-been’s and dying dreams
My own vagueness is slowly killing me
Do we need to break to feel alive?
Is this the price for the sake of trying?
Could grasping at the stars
come at the price of an ever-empty sky?
Once shimmering like fireflies
these prospects start to vanish
Vaporized and swallowed
by the darkness of the night
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Hunted Like Thieves Zurich, Switzerland
Hunted Like Thieves is a Melodic Hardcore outfit with their hearts deeply rooted in Punkrock, based in Zurich, Switzerland.
Their very own blend of hardcore/punk is fierce, passionate and enthusiastic, while delivering strong, yet often highly personal messages and reflections in their lyrics.
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huntedlikethieves@gmail.com
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