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Finger Eleven - Tip - Shudder
Tip
01. Quicksand
02. Tip
03. Shudder
04. Awake and Dreaming
05. Above
06. Condenser
07. Thin Spirits
08. Glimpse
09. Costume for a Gutterball
10. Temporary Arms
11. Swallowtail
So sad to everyone
Did not occur to you
Wake up an empty shell
Someone to call and tell
Dead days refuse to dream
The blanket's still asleep
Concealing every thought
Till you uncover me
Could it be
That I'm fading
Far away, straight out
No truth I can confirm
No truth that I can sense
Passing time I can't recall
The truth that surfaces
Open eyes
Open heart
Open up
And fall apart
Could it be
That I'm fading
Far away, straight out
I'll let it all
I'll be that burden you bear
I'll be that
Burden you bear
I'll, I'll be that
Burden you bear
I'll, I'll be that
Burden you

No truth I can confirm
No truth that I can sense
Passing time I can't recall
The truth that surfaces
The truth that surfaces
The truth that surfaces
The truth that surfaces
The truth that surfaces
Could it be
That I'm fading
Far away, straight out
I'll, I'll be that
burden you bear
I'll, I'll be that
Burden you bear
I'll, I'll be that
Burden you bear
I'll, I'll be that
Burden you
Burden you
Burden you
Burden you
Burden you