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Don't Try to Comfort Me

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1.
Spine, break Knees, buckle Fashion you into a doll Pensive heart, chain it down In the morning time Trudge through empty struggles This is how you survive Ancient voices in your mind Let's make a compromise Vices come in the night They hold you tight A cry for what you left behind The world extends its hand The world extends its hand The world extends its hand The world extends its hand I curse your throne And there will be no more salvation Vices come in the night And they hold you tight Do you cry for what you left to die? The world extends its hand The world extends its hand The world extends its hand And you burn the olive branch Why do you do that? The world extends its hand And you burn the olive branch Why do you do that? The world extends its hand And you burn the olive branch Why do you do that? The world extends its hand And you burn the olive branch Why do you do that? The world extends its hand And you burn the olive branch Do that Why?
2.
Frostbitten dear Lost in your own shell Halfway between heaven and hell Hell Sheets of ice drive us apart And all of the bitterness in your heart Your heart Where do we go from here? I'm still here The wreckage here too I can't say that I'm ready To let go of you To let go of you Sometimes I ponder the lives we lead The hearts we encounter The people that we meet The people we meet Meet Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here?
3.
My Way 04:26
What were we born into? Watched over by a God with no face In a claimed space Ours to lose When the wave hits Pass over me It wasn't meant to be Like this We are not all born equal This I know for sure This I know for sure Bodies climbing bodies climbing bodies To try outrun the tide To try outrun the tide Young friends Trampling over themselves They can't take it anymore They can't take it anymore And young men Turning on the ones they love I can't take it anymore I can't take it anymore The agency Taken from me I think I feel sick I think I feel sick Because Feels like this great divide will really be the death of me And in the roughest part of the city you'll find the ghost I leave 'Cause everyone I know Lives on a private road In a house that their parents own Tell me to "sit tight" "Your time will come alright" But if it's really meant for me why can't I sleep at night? It sort of feels like The thing I love most Would be the thing that takes my life Give me my way out Give me my way out Before it's just some sad story you won't even talk about Give me my way out Give me my way way way out Young friends Trampling over themselves They can't take it anymore They can't take it anymore And young men Turning on the ones they love I can't take it anymore I can't take it anymore Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out Give me my way Give me my way out (x7)
4.
Don’t try to comfort me This silence is hungry Could swallow us whole My aggressor, my lifeline Let me let myself down Never let me grow old Let me let myself down Never let me grow old Hold me Hold me Hold me Back Hold me Hold me Hold me Back Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me But don’t try to comfort me (x2) I can’t feel what I do So I turned it into a picture My aggressor, my lifeline I let it burn me out so it glows bright for you But You can’t say I don’t try my best To be less of a mess To cause less distress I have an instinct I need to be seen I need to be mean I need to be seen You can’t say I don’t try my best To be less of a mess To cause less distress I have an instinct I need to be mean To make sure I’m seen I really hate me when I’m mean so Hold me Hold me Hold me Back Hold me Hold me Hold me Back Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me But don’t try to comfort me (x2)

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released February 10, 2023

Written by Joanne Tahaney, Catriona Reid, Finlay Smith, Lewis Docherty
Produced by Jamie Holmes
Mastered by Robin Sutherland

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