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Intro
00:19
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Another dawn, another day
Wake up and put that smile on your face
The smile that says “I am fine”
But when no one is looking you dry your eyes
When did you last feel grounded?
By masked people, you’re surrounded
Lying to each other, day in, day out
All trying to find what their life is about
We’re living in plastic houses
When did you last feel grounded?
What’s it like to not care what others think?
Losing hours, each time you blink
We’re living in plastic houses
Hours in bed and you still feel drowsy
Apathy reigns, a normal day
If feelings have colours then today I’m grey
And I fall down to the ground
Of my bedroom, hit the floor
Every body part sore
Same shit, new day
This has happened before
I’ve always been restless
Buts its worse recently
Home doesn’t feel like home
And it’s hard to get to sleep
Existential crisis at 3 am
That’s gotta be a record
Here we go again
The cycle starts anew
Mask on, smile wide
Spend another day pretending that everything is fine
But in your head you’re to trying to get the answer down
To why under the mask your face is stuck in a frown
Nothing’s quite as fulfilling as it was back in the day
Stuck in a loop of longing for the old days again
But you remember, you weren’t even that happy back then
But it was probably the last time you connfided in a friend
Your thoughts are just that; thoughts, all internalised
Locked away in your head for you to overanalyse
We’re living in plastic houses
Take a look at your surroundings
What can you see through the lingering cloud
Your thoughts are eaten up by an emotional drought
We’re living in plastic houses
Fire in your brain and you can't douse it
Go to sleep, hoping it'll stop the pain
Repeat the cycle, every single day
Right here, right now, on this day
Let the artifice we wear fade away
See our true selves, it's reflected in the song
You judge a book by it's cover, that's where you're going wrong
So lift up your masks I want to see your faces
I want to you to show me what you hide when you fake it
And in this moment, in this song
We can all feel better when we stand as one
Melt down those plastic houses
Slam your fist, scream and shout it
Brighten up your surroundings
Burn the mask, I'm done hiding
Wear your heart on your sleeve
Unashamedly, I am what you see
I'm messed up, but surprise surprise
This is nothing new, so why should I lie?
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N.Y.D - Demo Version
03:24
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I awake blinking in the light of a new day
That cold winter sun is here to stay
Hand over my eyes, I turn away
Away from the restart of the new year's day
How do you all do it? Strive to change so much
Try and try with little to no luck
It's hard to find that drive
As the decor comes down, it’s hard to find the drive as the cold surrounds
I'm supposed to start afresh, a clean slate they say
But alas, nothing changes, I still feel the same
At least I didn't die, I'm a little older
But at the same time I feel a little colder on New Year's day
New Year's day
Sleep till the afternoon on new year's day
A great start to the year, sleep your life away
And then blame it on the drink or the party yesterday
But I hardly drink, and I'm not the party type
I don’t know enough people to be the party type
Even better, start the new year with a lie
At this point I’m not even gonna ask myself why
I keep lying to myself, tell myself that I’m fine
When I know that I’m not and I keep towing the line
Of faking a smile to keep your mind and your questions at bay
So I can run from my problems for just another day
So I did the only thing, the only thing I knew
It's the one and only thing that I knew how to do
A paper pad, a pen, and these thoughts in my head
Get them out on the page, they won't control me again
I'll keep telling myself that, but I know the truth
And the truth is that I just don't know what to do
It's a song that I’ve written time and time again
Never ending, never resting, can you help me friend?
Locked in a battle with my fears, fallen from grace
My mind’s a warzone, save me from this place
This place in my head that is the worst of me
And it’s the very last place that I would ever want to be
But no matter what I try it won’t let me be free
I’m looking out of the window and dark is all I can see
I’m in a hall of mirrors and I can’t find the real me
Warped perceptions in the dark is all I see
Then I feel a hand grip mine and it begins to clear
A solitary touch that destroys my fear
A bolt of light from the dark, antidote to the pain
A spark in my heart, sunlight through the rain
I grip the hand tight and now it’s clear as day
You don't define me and I know that sounds cliché
But I was made to love and I was made to laugh
Bet your bottom dollar that I'm gonna do just that
So I won't give up yet, I have so much more to offer
I’m not dead yet, put away the coffin
My head, it can make me feel like this day after day
But if it can create these feelings, it can send them away
There'll be times where it lays into me and gives me hell
But whether I like it or not, this is the hand I've been dealt
I'm gonna play that hand to the best of my ability
Because eventually I will win, and then I'll be free
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Motorway
03:06
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Will Walton Manchester, UK
non-binary neurodivergent sadgirl songwriter from manchester.
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