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Stories
04:20
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I've been trying to run away,
Ever since you started the first page.
Your pens they have run so dry,
From scratching down all of your lies,
There's no doubt you know Just how this story goes...
You wrote the book and the time it took,
For you to write an ending that you liked.
You broke my heart, tore me apart,
and left me on the floor to die.
Now we're just a work of fiction,
A two dimensional depiction
of a fairytale that was doomed,
Right from the start
You've written the saddest stories I have ever known.
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Prey
05:10
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We can't just sit still or we'll get our fill of all of our faults,
We have to keep fighting the things were highlighting brings us to a hault,
We fight then we breakup, we kiss and we make up, we're crazy it's true, We're caught in between and you'll know what I mean when I tell you
This isn't love
Wait for me. Pray for you.
I guess that's all that we can do.
Wait for me. Prey for you.
I guess that's all that we can do.
The scrapes and the bruises yeah, everyone loses when stakes are too high.
The hates and I loves you's the things that we should do to keep us alive,
No communication and self preservation , we'll loose it all,
The risks that we won't take the real and the fake, we're bound to fall.
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Born Restless
04:38
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I've heard time is a thief,
It weighs us down, causes untold grief,
The whole things all just relative,
Getting caught's the only crime,
Its no surprise everybody knows we're out of line
From the start we're all born restless,
Hands on the clock are grabbing at our heels,
Don't look
From the start we're all born restless,
Quicksands of time are never far behind
Don't look back
It mostly burns night,
The wonder of the human plight,
We're dancing around the fact
That there is an end to the line
It's no surprise, everybody knows we're out of time
From the start we're all born restless,
Hands on the clock are grabbing at our heels,
Don't look...
From the start we're all born restless
Quicksands of time are never far behind
Don't look...
Back at the past what's done is done,
Give no reverence to a bastard son,
Give your mind a rest from the excess fear that manifests and robs our years
All we have is here now
We all face the end, in due time.
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In Codes Calgary, Alberta
Equal parts upbeat pop and brooding dark side, In Codes uses their loves, lives, and fears as ammunition for their songs,
and clandestinely plants hooks in your head while you’re not looking.
Watch for In Codes making their live debut in spring 2015 with the intent to record and release their first full length album by mid-late 2016.
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