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Alexisonfire
Alexisonfire


Информация
Откуда St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada
Жанры Post-Hardcore
Melodic Hardcore
Punk Rock
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы Vagrant Records
Equal Vision Records
Dine Alone Records
Distort Entertainment
См. также City and Colour
Anti-Flag
Jersey
The Black Lungs
Hunter (Canadian band)
Moneen
Cancer Bats
Сайт Website
Состав
George Pettit
Dallas Green
Wade MacNeil
Chris Steele
Jordan "Ratbeard" Hastings
Бывшие участники
Jesse Ingelevics



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Альбом Alexisonfire


Watch Out! (29.06.2004)
29.06.2004
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(feat. Moneen)

[Originally by Alexisonfire]

I'm not sure what's worse
The waiting or the waiting room
and "You're next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you
Recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant
Your God is a two door elevator

Do they even cure you? (Cut me open drug me)
Or is it just to humor us before we die?
If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa whoa whoa...)
We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa whoa whoa...)

Whoa whoa whoa........

Do they even cure you?
Or is it just to humor us before we die?

Whoa whoa whoa........

Let's redefine
Whoa whoa whoa..... [repeated]


. . .



This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure you, it's present
This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure you, it is present

You say that you're in control
You say that you are
I can't think of a time
When you looked less alive
You said, "Wait until light, my dear"
Just wait until light
One more day will go by
Maybe today you should try
To look past the mirror and find
Look past the mirror
That there's something inside
Something more to your life
My words won't heal you now
My words won't heal
It is you who decides
It is you who decides

This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure you, it's present
This burden's not a heavy one
I assure you

Believe that you are just fine
Believe that you are
You'll feel so alive
You'll feel so alive
Be what you are now (be what you are)
Be what you are
Do not keep it inside
That hate will not subside
Be what you are now (be what you are)
Be what you are
Do not keep it inside
That hate will not subside

It's you, decide
It's you, decide

So alive
You'll feel so alive

This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure, I assure you
This burden's not a heavy one
Not a heavy one
Not a heavy one




. . .



(Breathe in all the air)

Spinning, arms spread
Crushing the tops of mountains
With my hands
As I dive into the Pacific
I flood the shorelines

And I exhale
Causing the oceans' endless waves
As I emerge
Shaking the wreckage from my hair
With my hands

I want to breathe
Life into the Dead Sea

As this rainforest
Falls beneath my knees
I want to breathe
Life into the Dead Sea

Below, where is your boat?
You are slow, you are slow

I will play until the sky is black
Breathe in all the air
Exhale and choke the land with carbon
From where I stand
I can see the curvature of the Earth
And I want to make it flat

I will play, the sky is black
I will play, the sky is black




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Dressed to kill, you look so right
I am drunk with lust tonight
Your wounds are opening wide
And they might be just my size

Now I'm afraid of open water
But I often bathe in sin
Let's be honest, you know you shouldn't bother
'Cuz with me, it's impossible to win

Dressed to kill, you look so right
I am drunk with lust tonight
Your wounds are opening wide
And they might be just...

There was always
Warmth between us
There was always
Warmth between us

Dressed to kill, you look so right
I am drunk with lust tonight
Your wounds are opening wide
And they might be just my size
Just my size, just my size
Just my size, just my size

Just my size, just my size
Just my size, just my size
Just my size




. . .



The sky is blue, the grass is brown
My head is buried inside this helmet
The ever present threat of parasites
So take my hand, let's get these motors running!

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll slit these rows of Goodyears like a knife

We don't fear [5x]
These machines

I got the scoop, I got the scoop
And it doesn't look so good, so good for you

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife
Like a knife, like a knife, yeah
We'll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife

So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
We'll cut this row of Goodyears like a knife




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I'm in a constant state of getting cut
So why don't I feel anything?

This is a violation

Maybe I forgot what it was like
Before it entered me

So this is what they call
Another endless night
So tired of believing
If this is wrong or right
I think this cause is lost
I wish that I could sleep
I feel like some kind of shadow
Another slave to the week
Imagine if we lived
Under the weather
We would never be found
Never discovered
If everything goes wrong
If it's one more endless night
You'll know there's always tomorrow
And tomorrow...[to fade]
You'll know there's always tomorrow
(You'll know, you'll know) tomorrow

And this knife, this knife
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage

Tomorrow [x3]

So now that your whole world
Has gone up into flames
This night is still never ending
Do you think you're still safe?
Seems everything went wrong
We were discovered
But this time there's no tomorrow
And tomorrow [x3]

Tomorrow
Tomorrow (And this knife, this knife)




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(feat. Moneen)

[Originally by Alexisonfire]

As life hangs beside me
I gather all that I can
You were never one for confrontation
But now it all lies in your hands

Ooh, your hands
Ooh, your hands
Ooh, your hands
Ooh, your hands
Your hands
Your...

Who'll be there to tell
Me how stupid I am?
Who'll be there to tell
Me how stupid I am?
Who'll be there to tell
Me how stupid I am?
Who'll be there to tell
Me how stupid I am?

Who will keep me from lashing out? (lashing out!)
Anxiety chokes me like razor wire (razor wire!)
Who will keep me from lashing out? (lashing out!)
Anxiety chokes me like razor wire (razor wire!)

Now it's
All in
Your hands (all in your hands!)
Now it's
All in
Your hands (all in your hands!)
Now it's
All in
Your hands (all in your hands!)
(Your hands...)
Now it's
All in
Your hands (all in your hands!)
(Your hands...)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)
(Razor wire!)


. . .



We won't forget that girl possessed
We won't forget that girl possessed
Possessed

Who knew her legacy would destroy her future?
You had such promise before your rape
You had such promise before your rape

Born innocent but something had to give
Exploitation, erotica and horror
Even a spread in Oui magazine
And then your habit of getting caught
What a frightful night
Born innocent but something had to give

We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't forget you
(What a frightful night)
We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't, forget you
(What a frightful night)

You painted a picture so graphic
That no one could see past it
You painted a picture so graphic
That no one could...
They can't see past it

We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't forget you
(What a frightful night)
We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't, forget you
(What a frightful night)
We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't forget you
(What a frightful night)
We won't, we won't, we won't
We won't, forget you
(What a frightful night)

We won't forget that girl possessed
We won't forget that girl possessed
Possessed




. . .



Hey kids, we got a new white devil
And it goes in your fucking nose
That's right, we got a new white devil
This is how the story goes
Story goes

Watch out!

Glorify, glamorize
Try to forget your sunken eyes
Your dead fad is a disaster
Your fashion is my fucking cancer
Not so fun when your nose is sore
Bloody Kleenex all over the floor
But don't worry, who gives a shit?
All your friends will think you're really hip

Your dead fad is a fucking disaster

Addiction is in, I guess addiction is in, yeah [7x]
Addiction is in, I guess addiction is in this year

Looks so good
Convulsing on the floor, ya sugar!
And the blood from your nose
Matches your lipstick shade

What a fucking nightmare

Look what you have become
White devil, white devil, white devil [3x]

White devil [8x]




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So make sure you love
Like you've never been hurt
And when you dance, dance
Like there's no one watching you

'Cuz You can waste your time
(Redefining the day that music died)
Or you can spend your life
(Guilt free and ostracized)
'Cuz all the fashion
(In the world cannot save you now)
(It's something, I'll write it down for you)

So make sure you love
Like you've never been hurt
And when you dance, dance
Like there's no one watching you

Oh, 'cuz this shit's not about pants
And this shit's not about shirts
And this shit's definitely not about hair
(This shit is 'bout having a good fucking time)
Maybe the music isn't dead
Maybe the music isn't dead
Maybe we all just forgot what it fucking sounded like

They Forgot
THEY FORGOT!

'Cuz You can waste your time
(Redefining the day that music died)
Or you can spend your life
(Guilt free and ostracized)
'Cuz all the fashion
(In the world can't save you now)
(It's something, I'll write it down for you)

My greatest gift to you
Is a dance floor
Free from insecurity




. . .



So this is continuous happiness
You know, I always
Imagined it something more
With the right drapes, the right paints
The right frames, this could really work
What a great day to spend indoors

Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up

In a hail of sparks
And a tangle of wires
Everything went wrong

So where has all the day gone?
And why are my lungs aching when I breathe?
Is there something wrong with the heat?
Why am I so cold?
And my heart feels sick
And it hurts when I speak
And this is not what I hoped for

Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up

Was this what we hoped for?
It's not what we hoped for!
It's not, not what we, we hoped for!

Was this what we hoped for?
It's not what we hoped for!
It's not!




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