Tekst :
I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion
But I thought of it so like there s no other way it could ve been done
Will they size my fit for a puzzle I wish not to play a part in it.
A heart stained in hate, a feeling of fear will play circles.
But you, you were my favorite
But you, you know, you were my favorite
I severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city
And wait for the day when I am summoned to walk across the face
Well, slowly but clearer now, in visions that play and plague memories
I loved them with all as the son should to mother and father
But you, you were my favorite
But you, you know, you were my favorite
Would I walk through the door, shedding the light of all life?
With the rise and reform, would I come as before?
Pray you re not the only one
Pray you re not the only...
If given mistakes, would I take them back?
If erasing them could, if erasing them would
But would they be the words that I would say?
Your face and a door between
I ve parted three ways
For you, the Newo that I love
Did you ever really know before my face shamed to break?
Did you ever really know before my mind scared to think?
Did you ever really know before my name son to these?
Did you, did you, did you come clean in the end from the start?
Dear Ambellina, the Prise wishes you to watch over me
Dear Ambellina, the Prise wishes all to watch over me
I fought the decisions that call and lost
My mark has the revelant piece in this
I will come reformed
In short, for the murders of those I court
I bless the hour that holds your fall
I will kill you all!!
I will call you (I will cross you out!) (Dear Ambellina...)
Out from shelter (...the Prise wishes you...)
Burn your wings (Burn your wings!) (...to watch over me)
You ll know no better/And learn their letters (Burn the core)
Tekst :
I tried to fall in it again
My friends took bets and disappeared
They mime their sighing violins
I think I ll wait another year
I want my chest pressed to your chest
My nervous systems interfere
Ten or eleven months have passed
I think I ll wait another year
This weather turns my tricks to rust
I am a lousy engineer
The winter makes things hard enough
I think I ll wait another year
Plus I m only twenty-six years old
My grandma died at eighty-three
That s lots of time if I don t smoke
I think I ll wait another year
I m not as callous as you think
I barely breath when you are near
It s not as bad when I don t drink
I think I ll wait another year
I have my new Bill Hicks CD
I have my friends and my career
I m getting smaller by degrees
You said you d help me disappear
But that could take forever
I think I ll wait another year
It ll be the best year ever
I think I ll wait another year
Can t we just wait together
You bring the smokes, I ll bring the beer
I think I ll wait another year
Tekst :
This time i m gonna take the collection baby
and with the money in my hand
i m gonna purchase all the details
scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping
walking on tip-toed pickpocket fever
racing up the scales of your thermometer
turnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshine
clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines
i found feathers in the hit and run nest
omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads
when she knocked me over
i looked inside the hearse
sprouting chauvanistic swine
and written were the words
poking butter with this knife
allergic to this concubine
racing by in a 56 chevy
and we couldn t even pretend
to be alive...
i found feathers in the hit and run nest
scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping 