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this is what you see when you look in my direction
incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires. this is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears the signals that we send over the air over the air over the air over the air. when you say my name, i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. is this how it feels when you dont even fit into your own skin? and its getting tighter, every day i'm getting smaller if i keep holding my breath i'm going to disappear. when you say my name, i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on. if i keep holding my breath, all of this will fade away. if you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck. changing the shape, folding like an envelope to keep each other in. shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades safe, safe when you say my name i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. yeah, that's where we hide the love and lies and sex, on the radio. |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
If we run far away, think we will ever die We'll throw all these books in the fire Can you stop the train, cause it some delay The change machine lied, and its too late To scream, how long is the night It's never over, it's never over The ribbon was tied but the card was never read It's never over, it's never over The ribbon was crimson, the color of the night Can you see the handwritting on the walls and on the autumn leaves that fall OooOoo, what are we gonna do The trees are giving up on us The needle and the thread stitch us to the branch, and the night it never ends What are we gonna do The trees are giving up on us The needle and the thread (won't stitch, won't stitch us) Won't stitch us to the branch, and the night never ends The night, it never ends, it never ends The night, it never ends I will never sleep again (I, I'll never even close my eyes) I will never sleep again (I, I'll never even close my eyes) I will never sleep again (I, I'll never even close my eyes) I will never sleep again (I, I'll never even close my eyes) If the suns on its way, then we will never die We'll follow these tracks to the sight Now the lungs collapes, air is getting thin All breath expired and its too late To heal, how long it the night It's never over, it's never over The ribbon was tied but the card was never read It's never over, it's never over The ribbon was crimson, the color of the night It's all I ever see anymore But the day looked so bright (bright) In the pictures, in the photo album that you gave me It's all I have, to live for (live for) I'm falling down, I'm falling down and you're not there to break my fall I shut my eyes when you're around I hold my breath to kill the sound I'm falling down, I'm falling down and your not here to catch my fall I shut my eyes when you around I hold my breath to kill the sound I'm falling down, I'm falling down And your not here to catch my fall more Thursday Lyrics |
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Now its time to wrap our fears in the night
And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals There is no headline to read at night When the record slips and you're not holding the needle We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands Thats how it was on the first day We saw Paris in Flames I think it's going to rain, rain down Here in this collapsed lung of a borough There is no sunlight The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room Distant and incoherent Businessmen hang themselves The lower cast side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo The needle is a vector An intersection that well all must cross A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls Discard this message Burn this city down Discard this message Throw this bottle back in the ocean Rip this page from the history books Smash all the street signs Erase all the maps Forget my name Forget my face Because it's going to rain And it never ends |
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She's the song that you tried to sing
And the note that you couldn't hit So you locked her up in a music box Turn the key on all of us She spins silver strings in the dark With melody that ring in her heart When the cover drops The world just fades Away, away, away from her Waiting and waiting and waiting for her To say it K-I-S-S out on this street, I need someone to spell it out You know our love’s not unconditional A book of matches and a cigarette A love note that you never sent You can fold it up But you won't forget You can strike a match But it still might not light Now I'm the one that's stuck inside The silver cage The bird that can't fly away Clip its wings If it sings of The way, the way, the way that it hurt Waiting and waiting and waiting for her To say it K-I-S-S (out on this street) I need someone to spell it out You know our love’s not unconditional K-I-S-S (out on this street) there's nothing left to talk about You know our love's not unconditional F-I-D-E-L-I-T-Y You are (why) the song turned out this way Can’t you hear me when I say “You're in my heart In my hands ’round my neck” We move like a carousel Streak lights and mirrors in our eyes It's time to let this go Can't stop spinning Around, around, around You know our love's not unconditional |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Just ahead I see you winding up And you're dressing this color on the edge of fire Until these tightened strides They march in time again I don't know if I will cut through I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it Winding up Leading me Winding up to explode It's the sound of your racing heart That beats in time with every start (the start of the year. the start of life. the start of war) That reaches up and across the sky That makes us want to try I'm falling to peices I can't let go Tearing apart your lies I want to live It's the sound of your shotgun pulse Beating over and over in your silent halls It's a thought that keeps us alive It makes us want to rise A scream to guide me through my life Winding up Leading me Winding up to what you can not unwind This side of you and if it's taken away You won't know what to do You're stretching to meet expectations that you will never reach And now it's far to late to ever leave this cold I'm giving up Marching in time with your drums I'm letting go of everything i once loved |
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