Silversun Pickups Album

She ran into the wall
so sweet and unknown
a worn comatose

after six milograms
we're talking again
who would know
sweet and so low
who would know

my brain doesn't produce any
i'm soaring without anything

she said i'm taking my time
and now we'll move on with everyone
i'll see my friend soon again

my brain doesn't produce any
i'm soaring without anything

we said aloud
that we can’t pull out

What was that scar situated from afar
what was that light integrated in your mind
what have you done it's too early for everyone
wait for that sign spilling over and passed in time

come join in the last hurrah with open sores and open
jaw
find one last flaw and keep it safe and free from harm
what have you done it's too early for everyone
so smile go inside come to see there is no sign

now here we are revisiting
a time a place a whole industry well we
we promise we'll be leaving soon
we share apocalyptic views
how comforting that we feel it too
who are we to promise we'll be leaving shortly

come join in the last hurrah with open sores and open
jaw
what was that light integrated in your mind
what have you done it's too early for everyone
wait for that sign spilling over and over and
over....

Winded through monotone
one foot on checkered floor
head hung but still watching
one dimlit figurine

concealed
pass it on
appeal
play along

please don’t stop singing
cohorts are empty jars

concealed
pass it on
appeal
play along

meanwhile another scene
tracking mud while blood letting
we’ve been so proud

watch how our star behaves
we’ll all roll in our graves
sink with every word
while all their backs were turned

meanwhile our little gem
is sleeping with sycophants
but now and then we’re joining in
tracking mud while blood letting
we’ve been so proud

So much for the light show
pissing on while pissing off
sucking in a smokescreen
selling of a loose knit dream

folding up the skyline
agreeing on a steep decline
cant control this airplane
being caught is just the same
headed for a lowlife
little lover’s so polite
waking up the core needs
with smelling salts and faulty means

did the bones collide
who let the bones collide
why did the bones collide

(nikki: it’s always the same way for me
ending in the same way.)

so much for the showdown
keeping up while keeping off
choking on the cold feet
rolling up the plastic sleeves
can't control the slow ride
little lover's so polite
turning off the low light
tell me did the bones collide
the bones collide
the bones collide
little lover’s so polite
so polite
so polite
turning off the low light

(nikki: it’s always the same way for me
blue turns soft with time
broke remains, an everyday disguise
ending in the same way. . .the same way)

tell me did the bones collide
the bones collide
the bones collide
little lover’s so polite
so polite
so polite

The things we laid do not amount to much
made of abandoned wood loose stones and such

this revolution baby
proves who you work for lately

release the castaways who run amok
from self appointed winds which blow and such
when present tense gets strangled in the mire
made of our cozy decomposing wires

who do you work for baby
and does it work for you lately

but when the night is over and the walls start burning
when fire starts to matter and the clock is churning
cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
learning

it's alright

the things we laid do not amount to much
made up of thought balloons and cotton swabs
when present tense gets strangled in the woes
made of our future foe scenarios

this revolution baby
proves who you work for lately
who do you work for baby
and does it work for you lately

but when the night is over and the walls keep linking
when fire starts to matter and the clock keeps sinking
cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
thinking
our minds keep thinking

it's alright

that's when it turned on me
a motorcade of 'meant to be's’
parades of beauty queens
where soft entwines make kindling
these many detailed things
like broken nails and plastic rings
will win by keeping me
from speaking to my new darling
and there's no way to know
our future foe scenarios
that's when it turned on me
where bobby pins hold angel wings

it's alright

Cheer up lady
I’m really into it
candor leaves us far behind
Let’s see how twisted we can be

soak up pleasantries
of mildew and stitchery
the needlepoint has set designs
to show how easy it can be when we

waste it on
we waste it on
we waste it on

let’s start making
maps out of all the dead skin
that maybe causing false alarms
it might be peeling much too quickly

clean up with me
the homemade surgeries
my veneers sink into you
and show how twisted we can be when we

waste it on
we waste it on
we waste it on

on sullen meadows that will fit right in
with lisping rivers that will fit right in
with mountain ranges through matted lenses
that will fit right in connect and dissect so we

with all your meadows they’ll still see right in
with all your rivers they’ll still see right in
no mountain ranges will stop them sensing
and they’ll see right in and see right through cuz we

waste it on
we waste it on
we waste it on
we waste it on

I've been waiting
i've been waiting for this moment all my life
but it's not quite right

and this 'real'
it's impossible if possible
at who's blind word
so clear but so unheard

i've been waiting
i've been waiting for this silence all night long
it's just a matter of time

to appear sad
with the same 'ol decent lazy eye
fixed to rest on you
aim free and so untrue

everyone's so intimately rearranged
everyone can focus clearly with such shine

everyone's so intimately rearranged
everyone can focus clearly with such shine

lost and loaded
still the same 'ol decent lazy eye
straight through your gaze
that's why i said i relate
i said we relate
it's so fun to relate

it's the room the sun and the sky
it's the room the sun and the sky

i've been waiting
i've been waiting for this moment...

So you can’t hold a star in your hand though
at least you can hold on to another plan

rusted wheel planted still

i can tell it's summer from the
size of the bugs that fly through my window
flying through my window

rusted wheel planted still
rusted wheel can't move on

i can tell it's winter from the
size of the lump in my throat
got a lump in my throat

rusted wheel planted still
rusted wheel can't move on

and it feels just like the ground
but trapped in another way
just still in the ground

and it feels just like the ground
and trapped in another way
just still in the ground

so you can't hold a star in your hand though
at least you can move on to that better plan

rusted wheel planted still
rusted wheel can't move on...

I took my seat and stared
at the cardboard screen while no one cared
while the lights stayed on
the familiar buzz was now long gone
i just waited there
as the music soared into the air
as the lights went down
she said don't open your eyes

at tempo 119
they took to the crowd and aimed towards me
as the circle closed
i held onto the one with splintered clothes
twenty years before
she said don't open your eyes and you can swim
all my friends ignored
she said don't open your eyes

don’t open your eyes
and said goodnight
don't open your eyes
and said goodnight

i couldn't end it there
as her wooden bones grew through her skin
crumbled naturally
as her limbs and leaves had broken free
twenty years before
she said don't open your eyes and you can swim
wanted nothing more
she said don't open your eyes

don’t open your eyes
and said goodnight
don't open your eyes
and said goodnight

Remove a bullet from my head
extracting over confidence
hidden so easy to pretend
too bad the rush was found again

i can see the pictures on the floor
sketches of what was there before
three came from one little seed
the last one is all i need

i can hear the bottle on the ground
we turned the corner safe and sound
no thought of him as it was done
a clean execution
a clean execution

cool like the ocean
burned like a summer home
fooled by the notion
that the sums don't add up at all

there’s the line that is leading clearly feeding all
the things I don’t believe in but i’ll step in once
again
cut in line to get closer to the source of all the
things I’ll never belong to
step it up and sign right in again

cool like the ocean
burned like a summer home
fooled by the notion
that the sums don't add up at all

cool like the ocean
burned like a summer home
fooled by the notion
that the sums don't add up at all
that the sums never add up at all
that the sums don't add up at all...

It’s the common reactor
it’s the long way out
it’s the stream of a motion blur
that swirls around til you drown

but I couldn’t put it down

it’s the colorless picture
in a heart shaped frame
the silhouette of a dough eyed girl
who at one point had a name

but I couldn’t put it down
no I couldn’t put it down

let’s break the window panes
and separate the walls from all the nails
cuz maybe if we’re loud we’ll stay alive
while everybody wants to join the fight
but now it’s too late

brush away all the memories
keep the cries curbside
i’ll be ashing on the images
that have all been caught inside

but i couldn’t put it down
no i couldn’t put it down
no i couldn’t put it down

let’s break the window panes
and separate the walls from all the nails
cuz maybe if we’re loud we’ll stay alive
while everybody wants to join the fight
cut even if we barricade the door and seal it with the
blood found on the floor
we’re always going to cross the finish line
while everybody wants to run and hide
but now it’s too late