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CONFESSOR LYRICS
"Blueprint Soul" (2004 EP)
1. Sour Times
2. Blueprint Soul
3. Hibernation
1. Sour Times
We Are in - Sour Times
We Are in - Sour Times
The hole is open and the maggots call me in
So easy to give up and dive in
But the tide will lead me to my bridge with the answer I know,
With the answer I Know to jump in
Sour times is soaking up my soul closer to the edge of that hole sour times
Thare're many wars to fight, way past the front lines
Behind the scene there's much to hide
Ghosts from the past,
Wrap their sheets on my mind
Friendship and sin, which have died
Sour times is soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times is soaking up my soul
All hope is gone I'm Loosing control
I'm not the person I used To be
2. Blueprint Soul
Blueprint Soul My blueprint soul
Photographs of my ears
Generation will know
Millions revered
Now I see, all the things from my kindness career
I've retired skin away, my poor heart
Map out all my frugal charts,
Map my frugal charts
My blueprint soul
Photographs of my ears
Generation will know
Millions revered
A section has been torn, it's been
Studied and forlorn
Specimen not to clone, but one that
Stands all alone
It stands all-alone
Healing must now begin, a new life to start here in
My blueprint soul
My blueprint soul
3. Hibernation
Hibernation
Tucked Away inside this cold place
Walls begin to close, but I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared
Hibernation season
Hibernation season
Curled up in a ball of yarn
My mind's unraveled and soul is torn,
But I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared
Hibernation season
Hibernation season
Days I waste away
Dreading more, the next day
Retreat back, into my shell
Feel the pain, of living hell
Life, here I go
In the recent years, all I've seen is fear
Now the time is come for me
Hibernation
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