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Fore
01:58
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My conscience never rests
It’s like an endless road
I’ve gone from being possessed
To living like a ghost
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2. |
Matryoshka
05:18
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I choose my words, my battles carefully
No God-shaped shadow's hanging over me
I’m my own worst enemy
I’ve got a matroshka memory
I can’t see past the foreground of my dreams
I’m my own worst enemy
All these walls
Will cave in
Eventually
They will win
They’re trying to amputate
All our limbs
They’re trying to tell
Us what to think
I’m the king of amateur psychiatry
My internal dialogue’s a symphony
This will be the death of me (x2)
But these walls
Will cave in
Eventually
They will win
And all of my broken bones
Will pierce my skin
It’s cutting off
My oxygen
It consumes everything
Eventually, they will win
All is lost
To asymmetry
I’ve tried to escape
But it follows me
All is lost
To asymmetry
I won’t let them take
You away from me
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3. |
Catenary Wires
03:36
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So I’m treading the slack-line
Those catenary wires
I’m in a gaze
They duck, they dive
Along the ebbing tides
One of these days your corpse
Will wash up on these shores
The blood stains the floorboards
The gun sits in my drawer
One of these days all hell
Will break loose once again
They’ll dig up the shipwreck
They'll chalk your silhouette
I have often fantasised
About the dark things I’d do
To someone who took your life
I’d have nothing to lose
One of these days your corpse
Will wash up on these shores
The blood stains the floorboards
The gun sits in my drawer
One of these days all hell
Will break loose once again
They’ll dig up the shipwreck
They'll chalk your silhouette
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4. |
1994
09:39
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Driving (x6)
Lift the curse
Draw a line
Fight the urge
Driving (x2)
I’m driving away
I won't be a slave to the silence
The devil takes care of his own
But I’m not gonna' be his Joan of Arc
My eyes are boarded up windows
And my portrait’s printed on the ace of hearts
A layer of dust coats all my furniture
But I can’t tell the facts from the folklore
My only witness is a perjurer
And the daughter of the juror is a whore
Driving (x2)
I’m driving away
I won't be a slave to the silence
Driving (x8)
I've faded away
I'm stranded on a desert island
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5. |
Alcohol & Adrenaline
04:01
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Every man has it inside of them
An emptiness
This exposé has lived in my drafts folder
For an eternity
This is the antithesis of everything that I am
Don’t look for the closest exit
I wanna’ be a better man
Every man has it inside of him
An emptiness
Alcohol, adrenaline
Money kills everything
This is the antithesis of everything that I am
Don’t look for the closest exit
I’m gonna’ be a better man
I wanna’ be a better man
This is the antithesis of everything that I am
Don’t look for the closest exit
I wanna’ be a better man
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6. |
The Bystander Effect
04:47
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The cut-out eye holes in your mask
They're windows into your soul
Painting pictures of your past
I’m not a pessimist
I’m just a realist
I fell for my own honeytrap
I swear I saw it coming
I wish I could take it back
There’s no prosperity
I'll never belong here
I've never belonged here
I'll never belong
I've never belonged here
You play your cards close to your chest
Cause’ this is the age of
The 'bystander effect’
I’m not a realist
I’m a surrealist
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7. |
Two-Way Mirror
04:33
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I've underrated the irreversible
I was prolonging the inevitable
I wish I could
Take comfort in
The irony
If only I
Could defy the laws
Of gravity
Save me from the water in my lungs
Save me from the fire in my gut
I’m the sole-creator
Of every path that I have ever taken
I’m peering through the two-way mirror
I’m switching off the lights
I’ve opened the door of abomination
There is no escape, just a simulation
How could I refuse such a proposition?
A vagabond
Invites me
To call a truce
My attention drifts
To CCTV
In a cell-like room
I’m the sole-creator
Of every path that I have ever taken
Pressed against the two-way mirror
I’m switching off the lights
I’ve opened the door of abomination
Save me from the water in my lungs
Save me from the fire in my gut
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8. |
Aft
05:34
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Every fence post is a flick-book page
Another missed opportunity
Or a lucky escape
The continental length in linear scale
And the varying distances between
The church and the state
Venting frustration, endless road queues
And not a moment’s consideration
For someone’s misfortune
Carrying the scent of drunk-girl’s perfume
To our ultimate destination
Bearing the bad news
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Man Without Country Wales, UK
Man Without Country is the creative moniker of Welsh-native musician and vocalist Ryan A.
James.
Following a successful crow-funder in 2017, James' latest album Infinity Mirror is out now and includes the stunning singles Remember the Bad Things and Lafayette.
His collaborative and remix CV name-checks the likes of Röyksopp, ionnalee, Interpol, M83, Chad Valley, Empathy Test, White Sea and more.
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