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All of this, it is a struggle
Constant hit or miss
Review the numbers
I don't think you're gonna like it

This darkness, it is a weapon
Watch you swing and miss
A world that threatens
I don't think you're gonna hide it

These fake concerns, self righteous faults
With no regard for your comfort
Now reaction to your thoughts
Rapid decay, desperate efforts
Are we acting less involved?
Worn away to the core?
I need to feel something brutal
Need to lose even more
Made up emergencies evolve
While embracing your discomfort
The compassion you were taught
You now consume, desperate efforts
Have your sins all been absolved?
Have you been cleansed to the core?
You need to feel something brutal
Need to lose so much more

You better stop looking
'Cause I don't think you wanna find it

All of this, a competition
Is it sinking in?
We live to regret
I don't think you're gonna like it
Nothing's the same anymore

This silence here cannot last
We are spread so thin
This storm destroys all in its path
Upon this world, we're not trapped
But we're held within
I'll do anything to make it last
This silence here cannot last
We are spread so thin
This voice destroys all in its path
Upon this world, we're not trapped
But we're held within
I'll do anything to make it last

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from Find New Relevance, released June 1, 2019

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THE WELL TEMPERED Chicago, Illinois

The Well Tempered is the music of Robert Bock.

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