pills

so obsessed with your touch
can’t breathe, I need that rush
baby, this ain’t love
this a sickness ( sickness )
so obsessed with your lips
every kiss like apocalypse (apocalypse) 
if you go, I won’t exist
I need my fix — I need this

you say you're closed off — but you’re naked right now (oh my god)
I don’t know if we’ll make it past the dawn somehow
you did too much, too much — it’s a setup
and now I’m not sure if it’s even you I mess up
heartbeat glitching when you’re gone
we both know this drug too strong
one second alone — I die slow


tried to quit you
tried to hate you
but the withdrawals feel like death

so obsessed with your touch
can’t breathe, I need that rush
baby, this ain’t love
this a sickness (sickness)
so obsessed with your lips
every kiss like apocalypse(apocalypse)
if you go, I won’t exist
I need my fix — I need this

obsessed

🖤✨ "The Edge of the Light" by The Miracle Syndicate

We walked through fire and through grace
Hand in hand, no need to speak
Now the road is fading out
The hills fall into sleep

There’s a hush beneath the trees
Something pulling at the seams

Are we closer to the silence
Or just drifting off the map?
If this is where it ends
I’m not afraid of that
Just stay with me
‘til the light turns black

Two birds rise into the dusk
Tracing what we used to dream
You lean in, your breath says nothing
Still, I know what you mean

There’s a warmth behind the ache
A stillness I can’t fake

Are we closer to the silence
Or just drifting off the map?
If this is where it ends
I’m not afraid of that
Just stay with me
‘til the light turns black

Let the wind decide the ending
Let the stars go out in peace
We’ve seen enough to stop pretending
And nothing here will cease

We are tired from the wandering…
So tired from the wandering…
Is this… is this…
…death?

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened.

Recorded at:
Nude Studio, Calgary, Alberta

Artwork by: Brad Astra
Photography by: Brad Astra

Distributed by:
Painful Records

All songs written by: The Miracle Syndicate

© 2025 The Miracle Syndicate

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