1. |
The Birds of Black Death
02:39
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Behind my closed door, I am my own whore
Lethargy owns me, I can't pay off it's debt
All the walls are stoned, mattress feels so sad
rope around her neck, pulls her from this realm
she's not coming back
it's all turning black
Crashing thru the air, right into the end
We can't have you back
It's all turning black
I can't trust myself
I do scare myself
What have I just done?
It's all turning black
fly on, fly on
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2. |
Biscuits
03:27
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3. |
Die Alone
02:34
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A stitch in time from a nasty cut
Another burn from a sunny day
Spent in bed with a foggy brain
Can't leave myself alone
Roll my eyes it's what I do
Place my head inside my hands
Piss away another plan
Life will melt like ice cubes
Rot my mind and think no more
My knees creek and jacob calls
I see ghosts along the walls
My sphere has been broken
I was young and so naive
chasing sleep and live in filth
dust builds up while moths decay
i feel physically sick
this life
i steer
to hell
im craving a brand new start
im craving that clicking sound
every hour of the day
come on lets get rich quick
i bet on red and it lands on black
it can fill all that i lack
well i just like to watch it stack
all or nothing for me
back at work and back to it
the papers tell me where to look
accumulators pulling me
like a chirstmas cracker
my friend jim i s a poker man
i let this song write for itself
always gonna scheme and plan
come on lets get rich quick
this life
we steer
we all
DIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE ALONEEEEEEEE
I robbed my boss and I stole from work
The judge sent me to sit around
And talk with riff raff just like me
No Secret
We all know
Our vice is the
Only
Friend
We Have left
In this wretched
World
We have made
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5. |
Mansion
04:05
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One more day
That’s all I need now
Ill get out
In the morning
Told myself that so many times
Told myself
Many other lies
Ive lost years
And ive gone places
Far away
Without leaving
This mansion
Holds so many things
That I cant
Bring outside of it
Opened up
What I think of
Cant act out
Any of it
So tired
And im stuck inside
Let me go
At it all the same
One more day
That’s all I need now
When im done
What I cant blame
No it was
Never part of me
It’s the size
Of everything I see
- Strong eyes
- Won’t close
- broken windows
write the music
for the end times
write the music
for the end times
what i pay
for chasing feelings
that have lost
all there meaning
still so cheep
no matter what
price it costs
to live a shallow life
cold regrets
get you nowhere
tell it to
someone who cares
I got mine
Everybody smiles
Burning holes
In each others ears
-strong eyes
-won’t close
-broken windows
write the music
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6. |
Can't See Me
02:47
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8. |
Magic Carpet
02:47
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My Designs
Never Changed
Doing this
Since ‘92
I don’t know
Where I’ll end
But I’ll keep
Where I start
I can see right thru your bullshit
I don’t need to dress my band up
My guitars my magic carpet
Same old sounds, heard it all before man
Hackneyed and very very boring
Lets all take a holiday in Vegas
Walk around like you’re name is Elvis
Everynight it cuts a little deeper
Broken knife, fixing it with butter
The only gold that I need is inside
Throwin up all a lifes savings
Pushed away
Deal you took
No regrets
Only time
I don’t know
Where I’ll end
But I’ll keep
Where I start
I can see right thru your bullshit
I don’t need gear to get on stage
My guitars my magic carpet
Same old sounds heard it all before man
Hackneyed and very very boring
Start over nobody is watching
Have another go at being famous
Everynight is feeling like a replay
Change your age if anybody asks you
Its ok all reviews are paid for
Another CD that ends up on the pub floor
Brave new world aint no God to save us
Overhang its just another week day
Work like dogs just to eat the cat food
All the while feed another bad mood
Just go on
And I keep
Where I start
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9. |
Don't Be So Dramatic
05:26
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Yesterday has been and gone
Im still grounded in these shoes
Long goodbyes that we both share
I don’t cling to any names
Another year its all the same
I let go of abstract dreams
Send them far beyond the moon
And WRAP MYSELF INSIDE THIS SONG
Here it goes again
Really done it this time
Such a simple trutgh
That I failed to notice
I can only learn
From my crazy notion
Here it goes again
No controlling panic
I have not done what
I set out to do
Theres a flood right now
In my internal landscape
Watch my better self
Drowning in dark waters
Johnny boy don’t be
Don’t be so dramatic
Prickly thoughts of you
Cant keep my hands off them
This was never mine
I know im in trouble
Slipping thru the cells
Nightmares hovering low
Mybacks growing thorns
I wont hold myself now
I wont add more fumes
To exhaust your patience
Stupid things I say
Help push me away
Here it goes again
Here it goes again
Here it goes again
SOMETHING BRIGHT AND SCARY
Oh please im letting go
Of things I cant control
I rewind
To when i
Still held hope
Close and dear
Drag myself up to a
Higher footing and
wait
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