Thrice

Hoods on Peregrine - Thrice


the blue light spills like oceans
we smile and let it in
it cures us of our questions
like hoods on peregrine

knowledge locked in a tower
barons will hold the key
but if knowledge is power,
know this is tyranny
all we're asking for is what's ours

you think they're selling you truth,
truth is, they're selling you out
truth is, they're selling you out

the black ink fuels our notions
that all the facts are in
it cures us of our questions
like hoods on peregrine

knowledge locked in a tower
barons will hold the key
but if knowledge is power,
know this is tyranny

all we're asking for is what's ours

you think they're selling you truth
but they're just selling you
and if we keep buying in
the line between lies and truth
will wear paper thin,
paper thin

you think they're selling you truth,
the truth is, they're selling you out

Paper Tigers - Thrice

They preach to the choir, always in the permanent daylight
They toss paper tigers from their perfect porcelain skylines

Listen for the sound (for the sound, for the sound)
as it all comes crashing down
(as it all comes crashing down)
[x2]

They preach to the choir,
Always in the permanent daylight
They toss paper tigers from their perfect, shatterproof spires

They light the world on fire, just to watch it burn
it'll be their funeral pyre, but they never seem to learn
[x2]

Listen for the sound (for the sound, for the sound),
as it all comes crashing down
(as it all comes crashing down)
[x2]

And we paid the price, we paid for their crimes
with our blood,
with our blood, with our blood, with our blood
Paid with our blood and our lives,
with our blood and our lives,
with our blood and our lives
with our blood and our lives,
with our blood and our lives....

Stare At The Sun
by Thrice


I sit here clutching uselessness
keys from doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls

tear into the history
show me what it means to me
in this world, yeah in this world

because I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
until I understand or go blind

seen the parts but not the whole
studied saints and scholars both
And no perfect plan unfolds
do I trust my heart or just my mind
why is truth so hard to find,
in this world, yea in this world

because I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
until I understand or go blind

know that there're a point I've missed
father stone I haven't kissed
a sky that never graced my wrist
a mirror hasn't left my fist
but I can't help
Feeling like I'm

feeling like I'm due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I wont close my eyes
due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes

Silhouette
by Thrice




Your eyes, followed me here.
Your eyes, seamless and sure.
They leave me broken and, in need of a cure.

Your eyes, followed me here.
Your eyes, sifting my soul.
They leave me broken hands, those diamonds from the coal.

They lace me along,
Giving synapse of white lines.
Then chasing the dawn,
Story book syntax.

Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know.
About myself and this life.
Silhouette lies.

And your eyes, speaking in tongues.
Vigilant still, filling my lungs.
Testing my will.
They leave me broken and, bruised and bleeding.

Your eyes, resting in flame,
Leaven me breathless again.
Like hydrogen spread on fault lines.
Or dead, kissing me with exposure to radon.

Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know.
About myself and this life.
Silhouette lies.

Your eyes, Your eyes.
Speaking in tongues.
Vigilant still, lead our way.
Filling my lungs.
Testing my will.

You slit the throat, of I know.
About myself and this life.
Silhouette Lies.

You slit my throat.
Because I know,
That this life, is a lie.
So slit my throat.

one day the dreamers died within us
when all our answers never came
we hid the truth beneath our skin but
our shadows never looked the same

a ghost is all that's left
of everything we swore we never would forget
we tired to bleed the sickness
but we drained our hearts instead
we are the dead

and when we couldn't stop the bleeding
we held our hearts over the flame
we couldn't help but call it treason
after that we couldn't fill our frames
after that our shadows never looked the same

a ghost is all that's left
of everything we swore we never would forget
we tried to bleed the sickness
but we drained our hearts instead
we are the dead

in summers past we'd challenge fate
with higher pitch and perfect aim
and standing fast, we'd radiate
a light we loved but never named
but the answers never came
and our shadows never looked the same

a ghost is all that's left
of everything we swore we never would forget
we tried to bleed the sickness
but we drained our hearts instead
we are the dead

a ghost of everything we though but never said
we tried to bleed the sickness
but we drained our hearts instead

we are the ones who lost our faith
we dug ourselves an early grave
we are the dead, can we be saved?

Under a Killing Moon - Thrice


the air my lungs first loved
carves craters from my eyes
they said "breathe deeply son
or be the next to die"

Beneath the falling night
and heaven's shutting gate
pray keep your tongue held tight
or suffer the same fate

the blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn"

Don't flinch when innocents
are dancing with the flame
if they wanted to live
they'd learn to play the game

You can still walk away
if you just hold your tongue
if you'd just walk away
you'd live to see the sun but"

Under this killing moon
under this burning sky
the fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes

"The blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn
we'll watch the witches burn"

I've waited for this moment
All my life and more
And now i see so clearly
What i could not see before.
The time is now or never
This chance won't come again
Throw caution and myself to the wind.

There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But im willing to find out what impossible means.
A leap of faith.

Parody of an angel
Miles above the sea
I hear the voice of reason
Screaming up to me
"You've flown far too high boy now you're too close to the sun,
Soon your makeshift wings will come undone"

But how will I know limits from lies if i never try?

Theres no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But im willing to find out what impossible means.
Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me.
Nothing to me
Nothing to me

I will touch the sun or I will die trying.
Die Trying.

Fly on these secondhand wings
Willing to find out what impossible means
Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
Nothing to me
Means nothing to me
Miles above the sea.

Oh that I could scream.
And the world would stop and listen,
And these scars could speak in volume.
But who has ears to hear.
Or eyes to see.
Again I scream.
But my voice is buried in an unearthly silence.
Like in nightmares when ghost steal your breath.
I pray that power be not in my words
But in truth that supercedes the mind of man.
In our dead hope and our blind faith in means
That look to justify the ends.
I feel a presence in the room.
I feel cold fingers close around my neck.
Without you I am lost.
Let my eyes not fail with looking upward.

Do you believe in heaven above?
Do you believe in love?
Don't tell a lie,
Don't be false or untrue,
It all comes back to you
Open fire on my burning heart
I've never been lucky in love
My defenses are down,
A kiss or a frown
I can't survive on my own.
If a girl walks in and carves her name in my heart,
I'll turn and run away
Everyday we've all been led astray,
It's hard to be lucky in love.
It gets in your eyes,
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
You're looking for love,
Calling heaven above...

Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Empty dreams can only disappoint,
In a room behind your smile
But don't give up
Don't give up
You can be lucky in love
It gets in your eyes,
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
You're looking for love,
Calling heaven above...

Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
(guitar solo)
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late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can큧 stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up
and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone
now i lay here Owing my life to a stranger
and i realize that empty words are not enough
i큟 left here with the question of just
what have i to show except the promises i never kept?
i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets
i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
look around and you큞l see that at times it feels like no one really cares
it gets me down but i큟 still gonna try to do what큦 right, i know that there큦
a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
there큦 a line drawn in the sand, i큟 working up the will to cross it
i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
rhetoric cant큧 raise the dead
i큟 sick of always talking when there큦 no change
rhetoric cant큧 raise the dead
i큟 sick of empty words, let큦 lead and not follow
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can큧 stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the
greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound

Cold Cash And Colder Hearts
by Thrice




they are sick, they are poor
and they die by the thousands and we look away
they are wolves at the door
they are not going to move us or get in our way

cause we don't have the time
here at the top of the world
yeah we're doing just fine
here at the top of the world

we hold our own by keeping our hearts cold

different god, darker skin
they are just not a burden that we'd like to bear
they are living in sin
just throw out any reason for us not to care

cause we're feeling alright
here at the top of the world
yeah we're doing just fine
here at the top of the world

we've learned that money matters most
so we keep our cards held close
here at the top of the world

we hold our own by keeping our hearts cold
we learned what matters most so we keep our
hearts cold

they are no one
they are no where
they are not our problem
not worth saving
nonexistent if we keep our hearts cold

they are no one
they are no where

Stare At The Sun
by Thrice


I sit here clutching uselessness
keys from doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls

tear into the history
show me what it means to me
in this world, yeah in this world

because I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
until I understand or go blind

seen the parts but not the whole
studied saints and scholars both
And no perfect plan unfolds
do I trust my heart or just my mind
why is truth so hard to find,
in this world, yea in this world

because I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
until I understand or go blind

know that there're a point I've missed
father stone I haven't kissed
a sky that never graced my wrist
a mirror hasn't left my fist
but I can't help
Feeling like I'm

feeling like I'm due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight, into the sun
and I wont close my eyes
due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes

Under a Killing Moon - Thrice


the air my lungs first loved
carves craters from my eyes
they said "breathe deeply son
or be the next to die"

Beneath the falling night
and heaven's shutting gate
pray keep your tongue held tight
or suffer the same fate

the blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn"

Don't flinch when innocents
are dancing with the flame
if they wanted to live
they'd learn to play the game

You can still walk away
if you just hold your tongue
if you'd just walk away
you'd live to see the sun but"

Under this killing moon
under this burning sky
the fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes

"The blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn
we'll watch the witches burn"

Paint the target
We don't need no evidence
Flood the market
We do it all in self defense
You're a smart kid
Never work without your gloves
If you're a smart kid
You'll stay the hell away from love

And if it comes to murder
Don't tell and we won't ask you how
You sleep at night when the lights go out
And you're all alone
With all the ghosts of lesser humans
Whose lives you've spilt to suit your own

Sit and think of
All the dollars and the cents
And your blue blood
You'll see it all makes perfect sense
Drink from this cup
A better life awaits us all
You're one of us
Remember conscience comes before the fall

Your actions all are justified
Your actions all are justified

And if it comes to murder
Don't tell and we won't ask you how
You sleep at night when the lights go out
And you're all alone
With all the ghosts of lesser humans
Whose lives you've spilt to suit your own
But don't we all bleed red blood?
Don't we all bleed red blood?