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Movements - Daylily
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Movements - Full Circle
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Movements - Skin To Skin
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Movements - Third Degree
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Movements - Colorblind
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Movements - Afraid To Die
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Movements - Fever Dream
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Movements - Tightrope
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Movements - Fail You
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Movements - Kept
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Movements - Killing Time
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Movements - Deadly Dull
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Movements - I Hope You Choke!
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Movements - Lead Pipe
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Movements - Nineteen
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Movements - Panic
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Movements - Coeur D'Alene
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Movements - No Silhouette
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Movements - Seneca
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Movements - Under The Gun
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Movements - Vacant Home
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Movements - Cherry Thrill
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Movements - Deep Red
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Movements - Heaven Sent
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Movements - Living Apology
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Movements - Tunnel Vision
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Movements - You're One Of Us Now
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Movements - A.M.P.
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Movements - Losing Fight
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Movements - Suffer Through
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Movements - Worst Wishes
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Movements - Barbed Wire Body
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Movements - Dance With Death
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Movements - Don't Give Up Your Ghost
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Movements - Hatchet
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Movements - Losing My Religion
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Movements - Submerge
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Movements - The Grey
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Movements - Colorblind (Acoustic)
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Movements - Garden Eyes
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Movements - Love Took The Last Of It
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Movements - No Good Left To Give
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Movements - Protection
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Movements - 12 Weeks
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Movements - Buried
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Movements - In My Blood
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Movements - Moonlight Lines
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Movements - Santiago Peak
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Movements - Scripted
Full Circle
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Still trying to mend these holes in my jeans
Leaving my skin to stain as I bleed
Give up, disintegrate, secede
Toss and turn in this concrete bed
And in the morning I'll try again
Pray for something to ease my dread
End up with trembling limbs instead and this feels endless
As if there's not a solace in the world that can mend this
Everything will repeat in the end it's not a matter of if, it's when
This has happened before it'll happen again
It comes in waves and I'm pulled below
It's not subjective, it's clinical
Drown myself in the undertow of all my imbalanced chemicals
And this cycle comes full circle
This cycle comes full circle again
So back to the needle and the thread
I've had enough of this blood I've bled
I wanna breathe life in my lungs again
Clear the thought that fucks my head
Without a struggle there can't be progress
(Even though the weight is crushing me)
Without a struggle there can't be progress
(Aim to kill, fight defeat)
'Til it comes around again
It comes in waves and I'm pulled below
It's not subjective, it's clinical
Drown myself in the undertow of all my imbalanced chemicals
And this cycle comes full circle
This cycle comes full circle again
'Cause I've had days that I swore would be my last
And spent months walking on this broken glass
Just to tiptoe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get back, to who I used to be
To what I used to see in the mirror
Instead of this misery
And to rid myself of this cloud that will rain down and cause me to slip back in to my apathy, but I know eventually
I'm gonna come around and maybe it won't be easy but it will be worth it and the results will be profound
Because instead of feeling cornered the corners of my mouth will start to point up
Instead of being anchored down