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Scream
04:10
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What can you do
When the poison in your veins
Starts to rot
Pounding doors
They are whores
When yourself is all you've got
But I still see the green
I still see that green
And it makes me want to scream
So a break in command
Starts causing flies
But a flowing backward motion
Brings us back
This thing in my perception
Has left us here to bleed
And it makes me want to scream
Rest assured little pigs
You can snort your way into heaven
I'll assign the rooms
You just count your sheep
A little fairy pricked just tonight
She said one wish is granted
For the girl who hates the world
So I gave her all my money
In a jar of broken dreams
I gave her all my screams
But rest assured you little pigs
All little piggies go to heaven
I'll mobilize the souls
You just count your sheep
Is anyone here listening
Human or undead
Is anger just our nourishment
Our piece of daily bread
‘Cause it's all a part of feeling
Of ripping out your weeds
And it makes me want to scream
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2. |
Sexual Animals
04:33
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Please come in the back door
Close it behind you
I won't ever tell them you're here
Me I like the trapdoors
The keeping of a secret
Your affinity for deepness
Pulls me down
Sexual animals
Come inside of me
Just enough to hurt this body
I know that you know how
Come inside of me
You know it's exactly what I need
So careful where you're touching
I'm not ready yet
What is there to catch you
If the safety net has ripped
Wide-Eyed you look me over
Unbuttoning my skin
I take a deep breath in
Sexual animals
Crawl inside of me
Just enough to hurt this body
I know that you know how
Come inside of me
You know it's exactly what I need
Your entourage is waiting by the car
While I sit here
Bonding with some brand new scars
Let’s kiss goodbye
Close your eyes
Sleep
He said
You're already dead
Sexual Animals
Crawl inside of me
Just enough to hurt this body
I know that you know how
Come inside
Come Inside
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3. |
Bonny at Morn
01:39
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After the Blue
05:37
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The sky she asks for rain
Clouds they start to blend to one
Words they seem to move the sun
So often we are buried by the truth
We sit here far removed
I wonder where we’ll be
After the blue
A patient girl she waits
As violets start to cringe again
The hollow moon she starts to bend
Fractured pieces of her distant youth
Fly above to soothe
A heart that's seen the sky
After the blue
How we like to tread on stars
Treating them like stones
Pretending they are sisters
So we do not have to feel alone
Seduced by friends of compromise
I fight to find my nourishment
Until I do I'm not content
For now I wear my sorrow very true
This life will end me soon
For now I'm settled here
But once I'm gone
I'll come look beyond for you
After the blue
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5. |
Valhalla
06:20
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Valhalla's where I'm waiting
I watch with loving eyes from far away
It's where I need you
In my lullabies of sorrow you remain
Valhalla is where you're coming
‘Cause here this burning madness had to die
My heart screams come to me
But here I can say nothing but goodbye
If you're just another soldier
Then battle elsewhere please
If not tear me from this earth
Take me to your seas
Cause it's difficult to feel now
I ache in every bone
A twisted fate
Has left us both alone
Valhalla's where I'm waiting
My devil and my angels too
For they are joined
And show themselves through you
You lie beneath my skin now
You wear this piece of metal close
Just as close as I could ever come
To touch you there
If you are just a soldier
Then battle elsewhere please
If not tear me from this earth
And take me to your seas
Cause it’s difficult to breathe now
Can't you hear it in my tone
The life in me
Has hardened into stone
Until we reach Valhalla
Where I'll be your dear Persephone
Look to shallow heavens
That's where I'll be
Here I tempt the gallows
There this love would be an art
In Valhalla
I'll be waiting for your heart
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6. |
Circus Type Thing
03:47
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Full of this stuff
Just waiting for the sign
Watching the years
I am watching the flowers die
The spider within
Holding on by string
Still I'm all alone hearing this
Circus Type Thing
Ask what I think
And I'll tell you I think
That it's frightening
All of these places to dance
Yet we are still
A weightless improbable force
Has come to enlighten
But why should we listen
If there's nothing in it to kill
Often I'm hearing these questions my friend
You're never quite hearing the sounds
Thanks for the voices
These sweet little voices
They follow me all the way down
It seems that we dream hard
For peaches and cream
And their sweetness
If we are what we eat
Then why are we not sweet ourselves
And where's this Arcadian gateway
Once loved by Pandora
Did she bring our demise
Or be true to the nature of self
Often I'm seeing my goat-footed friend
And often I see him in you
Disguised as a song
He campaigns for the end
A few were reserved for the truth
Yeah a few were reserved for the truth
Finding no comforting words from the priest
I've found that each season can sing
If she'd survived beyond winter
She might've seen the spring
To see that we all make this
Circus Type Thing
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7. |
Bombay Cafe
03:25
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I remember our day at the Bombay Café
When I found out love ain't enough
The old man at the bar
Tossing dreams into jars said
Girl he ain't gonna show up
And I stood there a mess and uncertain
Till he walked through
The whites of the curtain
I said
I knew you would come
He said
I can't love anyone
Everything I am
And everything I do
Just pulls me back to you
I remember that day
At the Bombay Café
My hair getting soaked by the rain
And your hand held my own
Till that river of stone
Tore us apart at the veins
But we fought it you know
Like the wind fights the snow
That’s how everything goes
I remember our day at the Bombay Café
Most other things I can't recall
And I can't recall
Just how I got here today
Standing right over your grave
He said
I knew you would come
I said
I can't love anyone
I remember that day at the Bombay Café
And there can't be another one
No there can’t be another one
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8. |
Running From the Whole
05:44
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Mr. Cripple man
Do you still feel your hands
The light you never fill
She's waiting by the door
While atoms play around
You sit here to obstruct
I never thought to think
That what goes down does not come up
Hostage on the gravity train
Just when we move forward
We fall back again
The sharpness of his nail
It hammers down the fold
And in all this time
We're just running from the whole
Enter woman girl
Enter to your left
Stage right
The chaos it ensues
Beneath the coating of your skin
Her boa it constricts
Spotlight on a barren soul
She needn't ask the stars
Just what it's like to feel star cold
Hostage on the gravity train
Just when we move forward
We fall back again
The sharpness of his nail
It hammers down the fold
And in all this time
We're just running from the whole
When I leave again
I'll cycle through this atmosphere
Past a marching bands of souls
They’ll scrape me with their human eyes
A taste of bitter earth
I'll just bring with me a dollar's worth
My face burns from the wind
And it's time to shed my second skin
We're hostage on this gravity train
Just when we move forward
We fall back again
The sharpness of his nail
It hammers down the fold
In all this time
We're just running from the whole
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9. |
Red Paper Bag
05:05
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So a red paper bag
Broke my heart today
No one knows that it came
From your hands
The blood is still perched
By the third letter from the right
The red paper bag
Has been tucked away
Safe from supply and demand
But if I dare delight
In its beauty I might
Just keep dying again and again
So the red paper bag
Tries to call to me
As a tear
Drowns an ant on the floor
I suppose it is worse
To indulge in a curse than to fight
But I'm just about dead
From this tragedy
Or am I
She says with a grin
I find out what it’s worth
Just by finding out how much
It hurts
And the state I'm in
I'll just put the two corners together
My soul plays a grave for the night
As I bury my head in the pillows he says
Perhaps in another life
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10. |
Sets Us Apart
03:52
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I fashioned this ribbon
From my own velvet tears
I melted these flowers
Just to make you a ring
Adorned with this madness
You scream in the dark
Perhaps it is this then
That sets us apart
Your beauty was potent
I choke at the thought
Your hair streams of ivy
Your eyes crystalline stars
Your beautiful nightmares
You see them as art
Perhaps it is this then
That sets us apart
And so I tied up my veins
For that bow in your hair
And I took blame for pain
That was already there
But when you reached the last stretch
You ran back to the start
Perhaps it is this then
That sets us apart
Can you feel
Do you know
The shallow ground that holds
The beautiful piece of your heart
That I never got to kiss
Now all I do is miss those things
That set us apart
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Cocooned
02:14
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12. |
At Dawn
06:22
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Random little things keep taunting me
The rose left on my pillow after you leave
Favorites turn to monsters
As the seasons turn around
I had no idea I’d feel so upside down
Even now my mirror stands alone
She nestles closely now up to the sun
These visions do no good
When they are badly drawn
So when this night is over
I will leave at dawn
My story tells itself
I stand in front of you
My belly lies exposed
For you to chew
Thunder came in hope to kiss the storm
Charming as he was I still said no
I have nothing but my fists to fight you with
This skin is so much tougher than the bone
But I'm trying hard to sing to the fibers of a man
Who couldn't see two people holding hands
But night has come to pass
And what I've felt has gone
So when this night is over I will leave at dawn
Every cent of suffering
I offer now to pay
If there is mercy
Mercy come find me
Something lovely
Come alive and find me
Cause if you don't
I might just have to find myself
Random little things were taunting me
But now I've got this precious gift from tragedy
A promise is a promise and I've made one
The horizon's moving toward me
I can see the sun
I can see the sun
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