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IDLE HEIRS debut album ‘Life Is Violence’ out now on 2LP/CD/Digital
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LYRICS:
We’ve eclipsed the fear of god and fallen out of love.
No more than a shadow, peaked and weak.
Life was getting in the way, how then now should we live?
With no eye to the future threats?
We still fear blood and the hidden price it seeks.
To walk away with a piece of meat.
Passing ships in the night settle my debts in full.
This broken home mended in the end.
You need to allow this to be what it wants.
You have no control, breathe deep.
You need to allow this to be what it is.
Don’t give it too much air, it won’t stop.
There’s this idea of me, there’s no root in reality.
Is this my eulogy?
Too busy to see the last of me.
Am I still alive? Is anything left of me?
Should I mourn I’ve exposed a heart with nothing but contempt?
You need to allow this to be what it wants.
No stomach to leave or lead.
You need to allow this to be what it is.
How values vary at peace.
How many white lies to see this through?
As I prepare this home into a crypt.
Unexpected tides come in at will.
I can’t do this alone anymore.
What’s it gonna cost me?
Money, time or sobriety?
To see the enemy fighting for me when I won’t breathe.
It’s not enough for me.
Hiding from my needs anymore, so fuck this life.
Still my heart skips a beat the moments that I taste clarity.
I just want to live.
It’s what compels me to rest, it demands I quit.
We’re gonna twist in the wind undone and refused.
Somewhere between the beatings home is here I guess.
What you see in me are the parts you hate in yourself.
Pray no one takes notice of your weakness as you stumble through.
To mourn a ghost when everything that surrounds me only sings.
Why god only whispers when the hounds of hell they scream all night.
So grateful to be so ungrateful.
Spit in the eye of misery and live.
You fought long, you fought hard, now do this alone.
source Relapse Records