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09/06/2010 |
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4. | The Source |
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6. | Eyes |
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11. | A Wolf In Geek's Clothing |
12. | The Ends |
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* | Machinery |
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i can't begin to explain
how we disassemble the parts and frame
baby it's the same late morning
the same no show
it's the same fucking habits
i guess we don't know
all of this is tearing us apart
i don't know where us or this start
all of this is tearing us apart
i don't know where us or this start
if there's anyone near when we collide
we throw them in the middle
they can pick sides
as the plans turn into compromise
the promises all turn to lies
the spite builds up and i can't get through
passive me agressive you
i know i nag, i moan i know
but with a plan like this it's way too slow
in the time it took to get this bad
i could have made this work but all i had was
the hope that pieces would take shape
and we could watch them all fall into place
fall into place
fall into place
fall into place
fall into place
all of this is tearing us apart
i don't know where us or this start
all of this is tearing us apart
i don't know where us or this start
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ALISSA:
All the lights go down as I crawl into the spaces
If I died on the screens
Life tearing at the seams
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don’t ever wanna be here
Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare
If it falls apart I would surely wake it
Bright lights turn me clean
This is worse than it seems
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don’t ever wanna be here
Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare
TOM:
They’ll get through
They’ll get you
In the place that you feel it the most
When you’re cornered
When it’s forming
In the place that you wish was a ghost
ALISSA:
Wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah, wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah, wo-oah
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don’t ever wanna be here
Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don’t ever wanna be here
Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare
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All of my dreams, tear at the seams
Frayed, all over the place
Thought it was good, everything where it should
Be, around me
All that depends, on where it ends
It ends,
Teacher pretend or maybe not comprehend
Procrastination baby, I had it tainted lately
Cut it up
It starts, you say its useless
Just stick on the favours with different uses
Here comes the sun, a lore excuses
Its easier to stay and no one refuses.
Cut it up
It starts, you say its useless
Just stick on the favours with different uses
Here comes the sun, more excuses
Where do you think I got these bruises. (Repeat)
It?s better to stay
Make it end
Help me sink into this skin
I?ve got things to feel, to reimburse yeah
I?m sick I?m alone and it?s getting worse. (Speak over previous verses)
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Here it comes,
The unavoidable sun weighs my head,
And what the hell have I done,
and you know,
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember
A thing
So I'm done,
Am I placating the notes?
Should I fault
Cut off my tongue
So you say
Apparently I'm digging it in
I can't feel
A thing
[A thing, a thing, a thing, a thing]
And you've won
So I go bury my head
In the ground
Yet I won't lose what I said
In the sound of the words and the note that it brings
No I can't feel
A thing
Here it comes
The unavoidable sun
Of what's just happened
And what's been done
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember
A thing
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I stop moving
[But it keeps coming, it keeps coming, it keeps coming]
But it keeps on coming and I stop
And it keeps on coming and I just stand still
[But it keeps coming, it keeps coming, it keeps coming]
But it keeps on coming and I stop
And it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps coming and I just stop
So I stop running and I just stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps on coming and it keeps on coming so I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run.
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We're only young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate
We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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When the daylight comes
Do you feel it?
Leave your bag of bones
Underneath your bed
Everything is as
It should be
I’m leaving now
As I should be
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna talk about it
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna speak again
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna talk about it
No way, no way
When the night descends
I sleep in
All the things you’ve done
Come to hold me
All that we can do
Is smile
It would be like this
For a while
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna talk about it
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna speak again
No way, no way
No we’re never gonna talk about it
No way, no way
*cant hear what they're saying under the music*
I'm not sad, really
All this means, losing
Letting go, oo-oo
Dont look out, oo-oo
No way, no way, no way
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I don’t remember the first time
But I think I’ll survive
Probably there not to try to wake up because it feeds it ‘gain keeps it alive
There’s specific things
That I have to do
Day to day just to keep it at bay
You wouldn’t believe if you knew
(TOM: Oh no, this isn’t real x2)
He doesn’t know the secret
Here is the best part
This is going to take me
Right back to the start
If I can keep it
If it set in mind
Wait until it sets
Come try it a second time
I don’t remember the first time,
But I think I’ll survive
Probably there not to try to wake up because it feeds ‘gain keeps it alive
(TOM: Oh no, this isn’t real)
(ALISSA: Yeah)
He doesn’t know the secret
Here is the best part
This is going to take me
Right back to the start
If I can keep it
If it set in mind
Wait until it sets
Come try it a second time
I can feel it move
Up into my head
It is ?
Panic in my head
I feel it coming all
Taking over view
Oh please not tonight
There’s nothing I can do
This is bigger than me
This is in my fear
This is paedophilia
I just disappear
Swears are falling from me
Swallow up inside
Sail ?
Won’t make this upside
I can barely handle
I can hypothesise
Sailing through the curtains
Off into the sky
Where there is no
Depth perception
Keep preoccupied
Self deception
Nobody recognizes
It doesn’t have a name
My brother is infected
He’s acting just the same
Screaming like a siren
Up and down the hall
He just wants to stop it
He wants to end it all
I am just a child
I am nothing more
There are no basic functions
I am running for
I could run a mile
My distortion
Everything is
Disproportioned
Swallow ? break
All is back again
Everything is closer
More is just the same
And I can hear it
It is raining mind
I will just forget this
‘til next time
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I am weary
From a love that games
I’m not hearing
Any other way
Shut my eyes
Head rests on my hands
Quietly
Hiding once again
Jilted lover
Sleeping in the unrest
How do we
Survive to make amends?
Fight the lies
Voices in my head
Multiply
I am such a mess
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A Wolf In Geek's Clothing |
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TOM:
Run, whirlwind run
Further and further away
Into the sun
In, 20 minutes
Everyone will remember you when you’re gone
And your heart, is a stone
Buried underneath your pretty clothes
Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you?
What will you do when something stops you?
What will you say to the world?
What will you be when it all comes crashing
Down on you little girl?
What would you do if you lost your beauty?
How would you deal with the light?
How would you feel if nobody chased you?
What if it happened tonight?
How would you cope it the world decided to
Make you suffer for all that you were?
How could you dance if no-one was watching
And you couldn’t even care if they were?
What would you do if you couldn’t even feel?
Not even pitiful pain
How would you deal if the indecisions
Eating away at the days?
Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you?
About girls like you
About girl like you
Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you?
About girls like you
About girl like you
ALISSA:
Everything you say is higher
All the things that make you lighter
Everything you say is higher
See it in the grey you crier
TOM & ALISSA:
Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you?
About girls like you
About girl like you
Everything you say is higher
All the things that make you lighter
Everything you say is higher
See it in the grey you crier
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