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There's someone down below blowing you a kiss.
They watch from their windows
as all arms fall to their sides,
and all eyes fix on the death of tomorrow.
And you found everything you need
to make a life complete,
completely revolting and they have safety and relief
For sale down the street.
I see you in line every day
You had time to waste and I'm not sorry,
such a basket case, hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill, it's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill but no one trustworthy.
These creatures are waking up in these dark trees.
Awaiting like vultures.
Eyes roll back turn white in time to feed
They salivate in hunger.
for you, and everything they need
to make a death complete,
completely unnatural and salvation lies
behind those dead eyes that watch you while you sleep every night, and
You had time to waste and I'm not sorry,
such a basket case, hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill, it's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill but no one trustworthy.
You had time to waste and I'm not sorry,
such a basket case, hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill, it's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill but no one trustworthy.
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It's not just the pain, the pain in my back
That laughs in my face, my face every night
Or the poison that took my lungs
That keeps me from feeling warm.
But how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn?
Nothing has changed but now I fight with words
And I can't see so good.
And there's got to be more, much more than this.
I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss
And the poison that took my soul,
It keeps me from feeling anything.
And how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn?
Nothing has changed but now I fight with words
And I can't see so good.
And now I fight with the words,
And now I fight with the words,
Now I fight with the words.
And how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn?
Nothing has changed but now I fight with the words,
And I can't see so good.
And I can't see so good (I can't see so good).
And I can't see so good (I can't see so good).
And I can't see so good.
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There's a lightning storm each and every night
Crashing inside you like motorbikes
We toss and turn, sleep so loud
Grind the teeth in our empty mouths
Our empty
There's a forest fire burning bright
Spreading quickly towards our last rights
Nowhere to run, pointless to hide
Just lay there and scream, pretending to try
Pretending
Intending to burn, pretending to fight it
Everyone learns faster on fire
Things took a turn, lost all desire
You live and you burn
You live and you burn
This impending doom is left deep inside
And it's haunting you each and every night
Like starving wolves, counting sheep
We close our eyes, pretending to sleep
Descending
Intending to burn, pretending to fight it
Everyone learns faster on fire
Things took a turn, lost all desire
You live and you burn
You live and...
Like hell, we are anxiously waiting
Like hell burning silently strong
Somehow we fell down by the wayside
And somehow this hell is home
As we burn, pretending to fight it
Everyone learns faster on fire
Things took a turn, lost all desire
You live and you burn
You live and
Like hell, we are anxiously waiting
Like hell burning silently strong
Somehow we fell down by the wayside
And somehow this hell is home
Right now, this hell is my home
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It's been a long day living with this
It's been a long time since I felt so sick
I took a long walk straight back home
I could've walked back to San Francisco
I used to long for time alone
I used to long for a place of my own
now I'm losing faith in everything
I'm lost, so lost, i'm lost at sea, you'll see
I used to long for broken bones
I used to long for a casket to call my own
I never had a problem facing fear
but I'm done, over and out my dear and
Oh mercy me
God bless catastrophe
There's no way in hell
We'll ever live to see through this so
Drive yourself insane tonight
It's not that far away and I just
filled up your tank earlier today
(Yeah!)
It's been a long day living with this
It's been a long time since I felt so sick
I took a long walk straight back home
I could've walked back to Chicago
I used to long for time alone
I used to long for a place of my own
and I've lost faith in everything
I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost without you
Oh mercy me
God bless catastrophe
There's no way in hell
We'll ever live to see through this so
Drive yourself insane tonight
It's not that far away and I just
filled up your tank earlier today
(Yeah!)
So drive yourself insane tonight
It's not that far away and I just
filled up your tank earlier today
(Yeah!)
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Calling all cars or coroners, we got a dead one here
And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear
Like a time bomb, a sudden death
It's gonna find you when you least expect
It's gonna leave you the emptiest feeling inside
They found me face down in the street
On the night you left to find, another place to sleep
In rain and regret
They said they tried everything but it was no use
Yeah, they tried everything and everyone but you
Falling like stars into the ocean black, we're gonna disappear
And anything left recognizable is swept away with fear
We got our heart stripped in time release
We got the know-how and the elbow grease
We got our victim all cut up down here on the floor
They found me face down in the street
On the night you left to find, another place to sleep
In rain and regret
They said they tried everything but it was no use
Yeah, they tried everything and everyone but you
...One but you
...One but you
They found me face down in the street
On the night you left to find, another place to sleep
In rain and regret
They said they tried everything but it was no use
Yeah, they tried everything and everyone but you.
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It's not so much a storm, but just a cloud that lives inside of me
He doesn't stir so easily these days, but when he wakes
He goes the distance in a marathon of days too long
Open containers that sing songs "you'll never dream again, but you can pray"
I guess we only settle in to what we know.
I guess we always settle in. And we know...
That there is comfort in a world where darkness is the only thing we see
And cold is all we have to breathe
Where affectations keep us company, where the lies we tell to the eyes that roll in doubt
Are somehow out of our control.
It's not about the scars, but more the crowds that walk all over me
They don't give up too easily these days, but when they break they go to pieces
Fall apart right here in North Side bars under a sky that knows no stars
You'll never shine again, but you will stay
I guess we only settle in to what we know.
I guess we always settle in. And we know...
That there is comfort in a world where darkness is the only thing we see
And cold is all we have to breathe
Where affectations keep us company, where the lies we tell to the eyes that roll in doubt
Are somehow out of our control.
That there is comfort in a world where darkness is the only thing we see
And cold is all we have to breathe
Where affectations keep us company, where the lies we tell to the eyes that roll in doubt
Are somehow out of our control.
We lost control....
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you're on your own my little nightmare, you cannot stay here
it's far too bright for you. if they attack you just lay there,
play dead dear, it's your only hope of pulling through
and seconds they seem like a lifetime
a dream, recurring, a dream that can't come true
and they'll pin it all on you
after you've been put through
"saide g. she's crazy, see?"
that's what the white coats say
now ms. susan a. is losing
every opportunity to put us all away
you're on your own my little nightmare
your job is done here
you've scared them all to death
if they revive them just sit there
just smile dear. make them thankful for every breath
this sentence may seem like a lifetime,
a scream, that curdling
the blood they found on you
and your knives and clothing too
charlie's broken .22
well they found you
and they shipped you up the river
the same way
that you bound and gagged
you shot and stabbed
you tried to get them free
but they've thrown away the keys
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Not sure how this is supposed to feel
Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel
Brought flesh from the autoclave.
She came, she came with sterile warning
Screaming from her blade, "I want to make you bleed."
I watched them fall in line, as I fell victim
To double suicide on your television
We heard our records backwards too many times
I'm wasting my breath, we're wasting our time
Wasting our time
Down on my knees, but not to pray
Hit so hard across the skull, it buckled my legs
They told me I had hell to pay
I came, I came too close to heaven
Had nothing to say for myself
I had to walk away
I watched them fall in line, as I fell victim
To double suicide on your television
We heard our records backwards too many times
I'm wasting my breath, we're wasting our time
Wasting our time
Time
Wasting our time
Wasting our time
I watched them fall in line, as I fell victim
To double suicide on your television
We heard our records backwards too many times
I'm wasting my breath, we're wasting our...
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I am waiting 'til there's nothing left
I'm a prayer, all you see is breath
I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage
Well, I'm out the door with apathy
But I'm coming home with sympathy
I am realized, I am shamed, I choose to stay here
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm
There's a song I love so much I stole
Every precious note I took, I sold
Now I spit out words, do you see my lungs on the dance floor?
To a hopeless cause, I sold my soul
A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold
Until I break into chokable pieces
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm
And I open up like the back of a book
I ruin everything with just a quick look
And I settle down like a rocket explodes
Hit the ground, but how far out who knows
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm
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Here we are again with handguns for hearts
They had a master plan, wanted to tear us apart
Nothing to hold. All hope deleted
Our demise has been completed now
Nowhere left to go but
Down, the flames of hell they give me hope
I Drowned in oceans of this tragic part of
Town, where nothing's heard for miles but the
Sound of children wishing they were safely underground
We are the walking dead, we hold this ghost in our arms
We take our daily breath and thank our unlucky stars
Tried to get by on bread and water
Craving blood poured from the alter now
Not much left to do but
Drown in flames of miscommunication
Down and out, and off in search of someone
Proud to translate what we truly dream
About, as we lay in this bed thinking out loud
I'm screaming uncle, mercy me
In my broken telepathy
For I'm left with nothing but this
Bloodless river bank, West Memphis
Please, may you start praying for me
Down, the flames of hell they give me hope
I Drowned in oceans of this tragic part of
Town, where nothing's heard for miles but the
Sound of children wishing they were safely underground
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Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down
And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now
Devouring all that's left of me
Devouring all that's left of me
In the palm of your hand, a resting place
All the guilt in the land resting on me
And we're crushing beneath it, falling beside ourselves
And we're wishing to break this neverending spell
Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven
Give us back our sins, the deadly one through seven
Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes
Cut us down with dust, never trust in anything we're told
Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down
And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now
They're devouring all that's left of me
Yeah they're devouring all that's left of me
Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven
Give us back our sins, the deadly one through seven
Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes
Cut us down with dust, never trust in anything we're told.
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We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see
Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me
Well first things first, we've gotta find a way
To make the beauty of the nighttime last all day
We'll do our very best to keep our appetites in check
You better watch your back, we want your neck
Nothing but rotten apples lay here light-years from the tree
Got thrown out of the house at the ripe age of three
I'll do my very best to keep my feelings off my chest
And out of your neck, out of your neck
We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see
Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me
We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see
Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me
We're the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep
Yeah, we're that feeling someone's watching from the street
This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me
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Over and out of it for one more plane ride out
Not sure, and never was if this will all head south, or what
Wait here a month or two will pass, I'm sure I won't
Faith dear, enough to get you by until we're home
I wish, I don't wish I still smoked
I wish, I wrote you one original note
Take me home, tuck me in
Moon go down, do it again
take me home, tuck me in
Moon go down, do it again
Over and out of it for one more plane ride out
Not sure, and never was if this will all head south
I wish, I don't wish I still smoked
I wish, I wrote you one original note
Take me home, tuck me in
Moon go down, do it again
take me home, tuck me in
Moon go down, do it again
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