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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll 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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll never trust in anything we're told [x2] |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll 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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll never trust in anything we're told [x2] |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll 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, deadly one through seven Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes Grind us down to dust, we'll never trust in anything we're told [x2] |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 Our empty mouths (are empty...) There's a forest fire burning bright Spreading quickly towards our last rites 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 Our empty mouths (are empty...) There's a forest fire burning bright Spreading quickly towards our last rites 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 Our empty mouths (are empty...) There's a forest fire burning bright Spreading quickly towards our last rites 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Calling all cars, all coroners, we've got a dead one here
And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear Like a time bomb or sudden death It's gonna find you when you least expect It's gonna leave you with the emptiest feeling inside (over analyzed) 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 rubbed away with fear We've got our hearts dipped in time release We've got the know-how and the elbow grease We've got our victim all cut up down here on the floor (over and out the door) 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Calling all cars, all coroners, we've got a dead one here
And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear Like a time bomb or sudden death It's gonna find you when you least expect It's gonna leave you with the emptiest feeling inside (over analyzed) 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 rubbed away with fear We've got our hearts dipped in time release We've got the know-how and the elbow grease We've got our victim all cut up down here on the floor (over and out the door) 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Calling all cars, all coroners, we've got a dead one here
And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear Like a time bomb or sudden death It's gonna find you when you least expect It's gonna leave you with the emptiest feeling inside (over analyzed) 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 rubbed away with fear We've got our hearts dipped in time release We've got the know-how and the elbow grease We've got our victim all cut up down here on the floor (over and out the door) 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Not sure how this is supposed to feel
Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel Brought fresh from the autoclave. She came, she came with sterile warning Screaming from her blade, Singing, ""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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Not sure how this is supposed to feel
Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel Brought fresh from the autoclave. She came, she came with sterile warning Screaming from her blade, Singing, ""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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Not sure how this is supposed to feel
Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel Brought fresh from the autoclave. She came, she came with sterile warning Screaming from her blade, Singing, ""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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 and I'm losing faith in everything I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost at sea, you 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 and I'm losing faith in everything I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost at sea, you 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 and I'm losing faith in everything I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost at sea, you 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 drown 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 Then 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 And my broken telepathy For I'm left with nothing but this bloodless riverbank West Memphis, please I'm begging you to stop praying for me Down The flames of hell they give me hope, I drown 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 drown 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 Then 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 And my broken telepathy For I'm left with nothing but this bloodless riverbank West Memphis, please I'm begging you to stop praying for me Down The flames of hell they give me hope, I drown 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 drown 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 Then 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 And my broken telepathy For I'm left with nothing but this bloodless riverbank West Memphis, please I'm begging you to stop praying for me Down The flames of hell they give me hope, I drown 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 all you've been put through. ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity to put us all away. Now run along 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. The sentence may seem like a lifetime, a scream, that's curdling the blood they found on you. And your knives and clothing too. Charlie's broken .22 ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity. Well they found you and they shipped you up the river the same way that you've bound and gaged. You've shot and stab. You tried to set them free, but they've thrown away the keys. [Spoken:] ""He represented a God to me that was so beautiful that I'd do anything for him. I'd do anything for God. Even murder, if I believed it was right. How could it not be right if it is done with love? I have no remorse for doing what was right to me. I have no guilt in me."" Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 all you've been put through. ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity to put us all away. Now run along 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. The sentence may seem like a lifetime, a scream, that's curdling the blood they found on you. And your knives and clothing too. Charlie's broken .22 ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity. Well they found you and they shipped you up the river the same way that you've bound and gaged. You've shot and stab. You tried to set them free, but they've thrown away the keys. [Spoken:] ""He represented a God to me that was so beautiful that I'd do anything for him. I'd do anything for God. Even murder, if I believed it was right. How could it not be right if it is done with love? I have no remorse for doing what was right to me. I have no guilt in me."" Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 all you've been put through. ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity to put us all away. Now run along 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. The sentence may seem like a lifetime, a scream, that's curdling the blood they found on you. And your knives and clothing too. Charlie's broken .22 ""Sadie G. she's crazy, see?"" That's what the white coats say. Now Ms. Susan A. you're losing every opportunity. Well they found you and they shipped you up the river the same way that you've bound and gaged. You've shot and stab. You tried to set them free, but they've thrown away the keys. [Spoken:] ""He represented a God to me that was so beautiful that I'd do anything for him. I'd do anything for God. Even murder, if I believed it was right. How could it not be right if it is done with love? I have no remorse for doing what was right to me. I have no guilt in me."" Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Over and out of it for one more plane ride out
I'm 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 And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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 I'm not sure, and never was if this will all head south And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Over and out of it for one more plane ride out
I'm 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 And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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 I'm not sure, and never was if this will all head south And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
Over and out of it for one more plane ride out
I'm 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 And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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 I'm not sure, and never was if this will all head south And I wish (I wish), I don't (I don't) wish I still smoked And I wish (I wish), that I wrote (that 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And there's gotta be more, much more than this I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss And the poison that took my soul That 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 but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And now I fight with words |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And there's gotta be more, much more than this I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss And the poison that took my soul That 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 but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And now I fight with words |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And there's gotta be more, much more than this I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss And the poison that took my soul That 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 but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed, but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And now I fight with words |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 up 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. They're waiting like vultures. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 up 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. They're waiting like vultures. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 up 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. They're waiting like vultures. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 up 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. They're waiting like vultures. And 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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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 that's 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 that's 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 that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me We're the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep (We're the things that go bump in the night) Yeah, we're that feeling someone's watching from the street (We're the things that go bump in the night) This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery (We're the things that go bump in the..) Why the light of day that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 that's 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 that's 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 that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me We're the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep (We're the things that go bump in the night) Yeah, we're that feeling someone's watching from the street (We're the things that go bump in the night) This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery (We're the things that go bump in the..) Why the light of day that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me |
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from Alkaline Trio - Crimson (Deluxe Version) (2005)
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 that's 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 that's 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 that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me We're the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep (We're the things that go bump in the night) Yeah, we're that feeling someone's watching from the street (We're the things that go bump in the night) This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery (We're the things that go bump in the..) Why the light of day that's shown to us Is absolutely meaningless to me |
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