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Embers to End

from Black Line by Respire

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lyrics

(twentytwenty, was it all worth it? bodies line the years, doomed kin festers)

survive.
survive this by screaming into yourself
things can’t get worse, every year only seems
to feel worse (when they come for you)

are we all safe now? are we all fitting in?
assimilate to forget we never belonged
dissociate to beset the nature of fleetingness
the fear (will it comfort you?)

the home we dreamt up, carried away
the home we dreamt up, carried away

the life we could have had, a promise never meant

I thought I knew where I came from,
where I fit in, where I relate
the tides will change
the ground will shift
nothing stays true

(meant nothing)


you strive all your life to feel welcome in their world, paying dues - used, consumed
when their walls come tumbling down, who’d you think will be the first blamed for the fall


fire feeds panic swells (false sense security)
desperate, take the bait



chaos feeds hatred sells (false flag civility)
desolate, take the fall

(oh god)

you don’t know what you have till it’s gone
stars won’t smile on you (stars won’t smile)
there’s no end in sight
where you don’t lose it all
no matter when, no matter how


so fester, wound
death kneels hardly still
time ends on all

fester, wound
we lost our home and so will you
time ends on all still


saving nothing, flailing down (coward)
we’ll always get the last word (choke)
only time till we’re all displaced (another war)
who will get the last laugh? (one last laugh)

frail obedient wretch
swallow grievance from a millionaire’s scorn
you’re nothing more than an ember to the flame
the fires rage to your neighborhoods still

coward, you’re nothing more than an ember to the flame.

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from Black Line, track released October 6, 2020

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