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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
Find myself through the sight of a gun
And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Walked in like we own the place (Bright light corpse) Trigger pressed down, sweat is cold (Rain down fire) Bodies burn with babies in their arms (Love as trash) Hope is where the heart can die (What we bring) Son into heir They made me my bed to lie Find myself through the sight of a gun And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Finding ways to be a god (Where's my gun) Where the blood can drown my soul (Rain down fire) All I wanted was destination (All I got) All I got was all I gave (Hope as shit) Son into heirs They made me my bed to lie Find myself through the sight of a gun And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Give up because you'll never justify the blood on your fingers The bullshit look of concern The cover ups lie and the bloated corpse Of a system that is begging to burn Surrender Surrender ... Oh Lord, our father My young patriots Idols of our hearts Go forth to battle Be though near them With them In spirit We also go forth from a sweet peace of our beloved fireside To smite them both Oh Lord, our god Help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds With our shells Help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale warmth Of their patiriot death Help us to drown out the thunder of their guns with shrieks of their wounded Writhing in pain Help us to lay waste their humble homes With hurricanes of fire Help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows With unavailing grief Help us to tear them out roofless With their little children To wander unafriended In the waste of thier desolated land and rags And hunger and thirst Sports (?) of the sun, flames of summer And icy winds of winter Broken in spirit Worn with prevail and pouring Need for the refuge of the grave and denied it For our sake, who adore thee Lord, bless their hopes Blight their lives Protract their bitter pilgrimage Make heavy their steps Water their way with tears Stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet We ask it In the spirit of love Of Him, who is the source of love And who is the ever faithful refuge And friend of all that are sore, beset and seek his aid With humble and contrite hearts Amen I want to find the water That will wash this whole damn slate clean Break down Break up We sleep in what we create Right now, I'm living so much hate Right here, my sins have all been paid To you Your friends And for your sake Dirty and so depraved My knees have bled to hold you here But now I've lost the taste For lies force fed as time well spent Right now, I'm living so much hate Right here, my sins have all been paid To you Your friends And for your sake Dirty and so depraved And if another angel says 'Just grin and bear it' I might be forced to smash his head Against the wall And never sin again And if another angel says 'Just grin and bear it' I might be forced to smash his fucking head Against the wall And never sin again Against myself Or trust in anyone Write me off For suffering It's a joke I give up |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
Relax, just sit back and absorb
Make sure you've got all that you can't afford Listen for your cue to help you deal with the shame It makes you wonder who is holding on to the reigns It's the way its always been and the way it will remain It doesn't matter when you've got nothing to believe Sit down, shut up, just consume and be bored You know your place and you'll find it so easy to ignore That everybody knew it wasn't gonna be tame Cause honey, the kill is just part of the game It's the way its always been and the way it will remain It doesn't matter when you've got nothing to believe And why be born again, if it's so hard to get in It doesn't matter when you've got nothing to believe Don't bother trying From the dawn of time, should come as no surprise What we've set out to achieve A little pressure there, a little money here And they'll be begging us, "Please" We'll make it squeaky clean, ignore the blood for now Mundane and so pristine, come on, just dance to the sound It's the way its always been and the way it will remain It doesn't matter when you've got nothing to believe And why be born again, if it's so hard to get in It doesn't matter when you've got nothing to believe Think it over |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
Here I am with my empire
I'll bring you to your knees Ebb and flow with my desire Cause it's all that you've been taught to be Yeah, I'm the bastard son Of what's been overcome And again we plant the seed So place your fork to mouth Eat, consume, be proud Of what I let you see Cause we've made quite sure you can never leave Here I am with my empire I'll bring you to your knees Ebb and flow with my desire Cause it's all that you've been taught to be I speak, you throw parades Ignore the sense of rage Welling up inside Pay no mind to what we do Cause we'll sell it all to you In modern luxuries And we've made quite sure you believe you're free Here I am with my empire I'll bring you to your knees Ebb and flow with my desire Cause it's all that you've been taught to be From the cradle to the grave We try not to be saved From what we own For next to nothing spent Turn your dollars into cents Fighting for the right to die alone (Just believe, believe you're free) Cause you're on your own It doesn't matter just be sure That this is our empire, this is war Forgotten heroes Chessboard roles To make you think you're something more But you're on your own Here I am with my empire I'll bring you to your knees Ebb and flow with my desire Cause it's all that you've been taught to be |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
So here's the door
I changed the lock and time Ten minutes past "I love you" (Gotta fight the urge to start again) Despite the cost or rhyme We lose and change our mind Before we even try Circles, corners, gravity forces us Back to where we started from Love and weapons kill much the same way With shaking hands we start again This stagnant air Feels cold and unaware As I fight the urge to kiss you (Every instinct says just walk away) Attempt and fail again Envision at the end, That we could make it right Circles, corners, gravity forces us Back to where we started from Love and weapons kill much the same way With shaking hands we start again I believe Please heal me Your eyes so Revealing Circles, corners, gravity forces us Back to where we started from Love and weapons kill much the same way With shaking hands we start again We start again Circles, corners, gravity forces us Back to where we started from Love and weapons kill much the same way With shaking hands we start again |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
Breathe,
Breathe in the burning air Then sigh, Be relieved there's nothing there We were free Long before your free advice Now the flags, They will burn in paradise Rest your head here Feed our nation for us, please And retreat To the back of our lines for your needs As the blade Is raised, thoughts get clearer What if dreams That you had came crashing down Would you change Or erase the memory Of the day, Oh, the day you made us bleed Rest your head here Feed our nation for us, please And retreat To the back of our lines for your needs We sew The seeds upon your grave So you know You'll feed us either way Wash away your sins and begin again Resurrection from empty hands Back against the wall, watch your tower fall To the ground with your head Time to move on Your power is gone It's your turn to run Your hour has come Let the blade fall We'll feed our nation as we please As you grieve Our children will dance in the streets We've sewn The seeds above your grave So you know You'll feed us either way And the meek shall inherit the earth |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
She cries, "It's freedom that we need"
But I have yet to see a cause to believe (I need to feel it, please just let me feel alright) It comes in waves of need Ten ways to make you bleed Before you get to die Can we give it one more shot Have we thrown all hope away Does it have to be this painful Just to make it through? This is not a requiem We're wasting time as victims Why spend our lives On bended knee Choosing not to be free He sighs, "I'm quickly burning out" All that's left of me are jaded memories (I need to feel it, please just let me feel alright) Of what I could have been If I had only been Less of what they wanted Can we give it one more shot Have we thrown all hope away Does it have to be this painful Just to make it through? This is not a requiem We're wasting time as victims Why spend our lives On bended knee Choosing not to be free And we're still here All together and all alone Consumed with fear That one day we'll discover How empty we've become Sickened and ashamed We crave what they provide us So we'll never feel alone Can we give it one more shot Have we thrown all hope away Does it have to be this painful Just to make it through? This is not a requiem We're wasting time as victims Why spend our lives On bended knee Choosing not to be free |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
I've seen it before
Everyone seems eloquently bored The laughter stops and starts again too forced So what's the use in trying anymore Nothing makes you stop and notice (And where did you go) When did you give up And decide you had enough In the last five years of your life what have you done You feel pray to the throne they passed on Run your mouth Precious little thought while others drown Your standards put you high above the crowd But your safety net wont let you hit the ground And nothing makes you stop and notice (And where did you go) When did you give up And decide you had enough In the last five years of your life what have you done Except shine the throne you sit on Reflections of your pretty face Betray a soul you can't replace At the end of the day The high horse that you rode for so long Has trampled you and now moved on But you'll never change Cause you're lying To yourself and When did you become so boring Just stop trying To pretend you're right You lost touch before you started out You were never cool And we're not impressed, so tell me When did you give up And decide you had enough In the last five years of your life what have you done But become the throne you sit on |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
My life
Charred remains of a flame that's burned out My lips move but they won't make a sound I stand motionless, eyes to the ground Back for more With reopened scars I remain Battered savagely, knees start to shake I just stand there, I take it, I wait I'm just waiting for time to erase And the world to change Until then I will strive for nothing more I'll just wait for my heart to break And arise from ash, reborn, reborn Look at me Cut my eye and allow me to see What my life has become on my knees I hear the screams, I watch myself bleed But I can't feel a thing, what am I But a victim unwilling to rise Wretched shell of a man and his pride Why stop living, I'm just waiting to die I'm just waiting for time to erase And the world to change Until then I will strive for nothing more I'll just wait for my heart to break And arise from ash, reborn, reborn My life, it's so familiar Why lie when everything's the same But who am I And what am I Waiting for anyway? I'm just waiting for time to erase And the world to change Until then I will strive for nothing more I'll just wait for my heart to break And arise from ash, reborn, reborn ... |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
Where were you the day they stole our innocence
And arranged a sacrifice for everyone in town Drove all the words yet to be written underground To save the money on the kerosene they'd need Were you awake or were you sleeping Or just too afraid to disagree? Well, I don't wanna sing about freedom anymore I wanna see it, I wanna feel it I wanna know that it still sits beyond the lies that we've been told Beyond the wars that keep our families from home I know that there's a way Dear God let there be a way To change the path we're on And believe in a better day Our dreams are their worst nightmares, these songs, a call to arms We can dance on the graves that held us, we can change the course of time Stand up and fight, save yourself Strike, the time is now You and me, we are more like sheep Forced to march, crippled feet, to the slaughter I'll stand on principle, banner lifted and a fist raised high Filthy soul with a patriot heart, dancing rhythms in a world apart Stand up and fight, save yourself Strike, the time is now You and me, we are more like sheep Forced to march, crippled feet, to the slaughter You and me, we can live like thieves On the dreams that we stole from their fears Casting pearls before swine, hanging dead on the vine Can we strive to be so much more than this Casting pearls before swine, hanging dead on the vine Can we strive to be so much more than this You and me, we are more like sheep Forced to march, crippled feet, to the slaughter To the slaughter ... |
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from Boysetsfire - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years (2008)
It's no wonder we're all scared
When our submission makes demands And who the hell are you Is it asked or forced to do Do you pray for holiness Or just prey on my willingness To starve, beg, consume For something you can't prove If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me And I will carry on With your burden on my shoulders Where's the white washed tomb out of which your god's been exhumed A corpse to force my guilt Through lips you thought you'd sealed And sins you can't let go Have blinded you on your throne And left me here alone If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me While god sleeps the righteous feed upon the meek. What kind of father sits and lets his children bleed Don't just stand there show us all if this is true That your love and mercy isn't for a chosen few If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
fall, kneel and beg
crying and blind just try harder and you will find the way to everlasting sight don't take this light away, it never did you any harm just when i thought that i'd find my way pageantry are all the same so here i am defiled and divine self respect should never have to bleed from my knees don't take this light away, it never did you any harm just when i thought that i'd find my way pageantry are all the same wait, wait, wait for something to happen wait, wait, wait to understand wait, wait, wait for something to happen wait, wait, wait to understand i slip, i grasp, i always miss in cycles fallen angels never regain control fallen angels never fully regain control |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
shackles kill but look so lovely
maintain reputation squeezed to fit the mold she's made to living their aesthetics giving freely but dishonor sun peeling resource glued to paper for their anger, her beauty someone please acknowledge me whatever it takes for you to love me fill me full of shame and let me be a part in your insignifigant worl (i will live and die) pills and fingers help sustain her need for their approval eyes as dark and caring holes to pluck out when unneeded faith in what she thought she was is steadily decaying in her blood she writhes for hours their victim someone please acknowledge me whatever it takes for you to love me fill me full of shame and let me a part in your insignifigant world i will and die |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
How many times can you grovel, how many times can you kneel?
Salute your own surrender, going down with the ships again. Take this in, silence is golden. You're trapped, You're trapped. (Good intentions) Good intentions (Covered in blood) Covered in blood (Get on your knees) On your knees boy. .............. |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
So you been to schools
For a year or two And you know you've seen it all In daddy's car Thinkin' you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicky jazz To parade your snazz On your five grand stereo Braggin that you know How the niggers feel cold And the slums got so much soul It's time to taste what you most fear Right Guard will not help you here Brace yourself, my dear... Brace yourself, my dear... It's a holiday in Cambodia It's tough, kid, but it's life It's a holiday in Cambodia Don't forget to pack a wife You're a star-belly sneech You suck like a leach You want everyone to act like you Kiss ass while you bitch So you can get rich But your boss gets richer off you Well you'll work harder With a gun in your back For a bowl of rice a day Slave for soldiers Till you starve Then your head is skewered on a stake Now you can go where people are one Now you can go where they get things done What you need, my son...... What you need, my son...... Is a holiday in Cambodia Where people dress in black Is a holiday in Cambodia Where you'll kiss ass or crack Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot etc.... Cause it's a holiday in Cambodia Where you'll do what you're told It's a holiday in Cambodia Where the slums got so much soul |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
Always had the dream
Now I have the action Spent my time hearing "this is wrong" Broken down disasters smoke filled empty rooms And life of eye to eye to head to head You'll never understand what this means to me Not for approval, not yours anyway Arrange by the numbers Arrange by your casualty Defined by a submission to a common sense That never had anything to do with me As friends are made and lost I always look back smiling Never moved by struggle fate or cost I'd rather stay a loser And laugh at common sense Then rely on safety nets and reminisce As they struggle for mediocrity |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
She packed my bags last night, preflight
Zero hour, nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high As a kite by then I miss the earth so much I miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up here alone Mars ain't the kind of place To raise your kids In fact, it's cold as hell And there's no one there to raise them If you did And all this science I don't understand It's just my job Five days a week A Rocket Man Rocket Man And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time 'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Ah, no no no... I'm a rocket man Rocket man Burnin' out his fuse Up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
How many triggers
Take down an innocent victim? What does your badge cover up? How much training does it take To look into his mother's eyes? And lie to cover up It'll be alright You can probably sleep well tonight If your conscience doesn't burn Explain to me And a young man's family What your bullets can't explain And lie as you curse their children I wonder if they'll understand And hide the casualties of war Black and white and poor all over Survival of the fittest Wallets turn to critics Hurry scramble for your out But don't forget when your victims have had enough The gun can be turned around It'll be alright You can probably sleep well tonight If your conscience doesn't burn Explain to me And a young man's family What your bullets can't explain And lie as you curse their children I wonder if they understand Hide the casualties of war Black and white and poor all over Stand and deliver Justice from your ego Slash and burn and then sort out Rage doesn't care where the scope is centered Human targets turn to bloody trophies How does it feel to be the one on top? Enjoy that feeling and hold it tight Cause soon the gun will be turned around The gun will soon be turned around Time runs out in the blink of eyes Record everything you've done all over You forget that we have nothing left to lose And you lie as you curse their children I wonder if they understand Hide the casualties of war Black and white and poor all over Lie as you curse their children I wonder if they understand It'll be alright You can probably sleep well tonight If your conscience doesn't burn And explain to me And a young man's family What your bullets can't explain Explain to me And a young man's family What your bullets can't explain |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
The pooling of blood
From your neck to the floor Makes a beautiful trophy To parade and even the score Their words in stone of persuasion in sound Fall on open ears And sewn shut mouth taught the answers Ignored the questions As we vomit choke and die Truth is truth is lie As history portrays this time Truth is truth is blind Their money pays for the transcripts we sign Derailed from birth designed to serve Everyone knows the solution to the problems We bought Credentials unneeded decide for you The books are written our choice is proof |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
take your reason
' ' ' ' ' ' ' place your bet, boys ' ' ' ' ' ' forget the bloodstains, remember your vision it's all on your back now, slave it's all in your trigger finger you are now the witness of a country's pride take it to the not-believers it's your god-given right ' ' ' ' redemption ' ' ' ' ' can you take the screams when they get stuck in your ears? slave! master! the job gets done for the good of the masses salvation's a corpse with a morning child salvation's your leader burning out the miles you are now the witness of a country's pride take it to the not-believers it's your god-given right ' ' ' 'redemption ' ' ' ' ' can you take the screams, boy? when they get stuck in your ears "such a fucking machine" "trained to kill" "such a fucking machine" "yes sir, i will" (x8) (4th and 7th "yes sir i will" = "*trained to kill*", 6th "yes sir i will"= "i'm a machine", 8th "yes i will"= "*waaaahhh*!!!" *note: ' = unknown syllable * = at the same time as next line |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
(The average American citizen is taught to be passive. He learns at an early age that obedience and submission will lead to a reward, often unattainable and almost always at his own detriment. Marx discussed this idea in Das Kapital when he refers to religion as being the opiate of the people. It is painfully obvious that this allusion to religion can be applied to anything that citizens follow blindly, whether it be radical ideology because of its inherent shock value, patriotism, television idols, or media instilled demagogues. The citizen must learn that the truth will not be spoon-fed to them. The citizen must learn the beauty of doubt, for all they have to lose is their chains.)
"wheels turn crush me I am the machine heaven helps those who forget to dream I see a spark great is what we are eyes towards my reward compensated for I am no-one I am nothing mold me make me into something you find worth in deem special I am no-one I am nothing and I'm sure i'll remember the love this brings me the love this brings me by the glass cuts on my feet fate damns/guides me into life's fear and shame bully me into submission it's the only thing that keeps me sane I will never break free I don't want to break free comfort in my torture there must be reward I sold myself out to you you told me that you were truth use me as your new disease I just need to please I live die kill just for you my self esteem I remove cut me and bleed me dry I can serve just let me try mold me into what you want me to be I can't stand this I feel removed I feel remorse for my understanding take me change me into something." |
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from Boysetsfire - Before The Eulogy (2005)
It's no wonder we're all scared
When our submission makes demands And who the hell are you Is it asked or forced to do Do you pray for holiness Or just prey on my willingness To starve, beg, consume For something you can't prove If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me And I will carry on With your burden on my shoulders Where's the white washed tomb out of which your god's been exhumed A corpse to force my guilt Through lips you thought you'd sealed And sins you can't let go Have blinded you on your throne And left me here alone If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me While god sleeps the righteous feed upon the meek. What kind of father sits and lets his children bleed Don't just stand there show us all if this is true That your love and mercy isn't for a chosen few If I'm unworthy, it's you that brought me here I sacrificed so much just to let you own my fears Please don't let go of me |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
I wont lay my dreams on your alter of sacrifice
Take it The lies that you hold dear No longer affect me As your life is bought and sold I'll sit back and laugh at your... Burning... Draining... Dying... ...world. Dried out killed overused Drained of all that you give Don't expect another contender to be the object of this abuse I've given up on the dying It never gave me your peace Smile big sit straight now Let go of all your dreams (bleed yourself dry boy) You've made your decision, I've made mine So you can save your breath Selling me on your death Choose your own death You're already dead |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
They say that what does not kill you
Only makes you stronger Well maybe some of us are just too sick And tired of being so damn strong And I can't reach for a reason to look in your eyes Like it doesn't matter at all. Falling down, crying out And I'll remember spinning around in circles Just anticipating what the next stranger is going to do to me And I'll remember what you did to me Lying on your kitchen floor Burning with hate I want to rip your hands off I want to rip your tongue out For every time I have cried Every time you have lied Pushed down Laughing in my face Pain I've never felt Hate I've never screamed And I can't still remember that fucking look in your eyes Screaming at me like it doesn't matter at all And now eyes will always lie |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
In this culture I am just the meat for vultures to pick until My beauty shows for your glossy covers and in the classy circles smother Have I nothing more to give And I would rather starve than lose this body I would rather starve than lose your acceptance I need your love I just need someone's approval To put me back again Is this skin all you want Are aesthetics all you need Is this where I stand My eyes will always show my empty soul As you divert you eyes to my body (It's nothing to you, but it matters to me) I'm nothing to you but this shell that you see Rotting flesh for your eyes Wilting beauty for every goddamn girl to compare to Dear god, why can't I be Dear god, why can't I be more like him, more like her More or less like you.
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
My eyes have burned
With a fire that I could not prevent It burned their nation's children And crushed their patriot Dead the hate we sent them so many years ago Returned to haunt them Leads us against the foe With out fire Their land Our fire Their wounds My hands are cold with your blood Torn to shreds with our kill toys Sit back and watch the fun Rated, screened, censored, sedated Spoon-fed their noxious lies So many times we've watched silently |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
I used to love you I can't stand the sight of your fucking face You have helped to build The walls that keep me in my place The trust I gave no longer comforts The trust I gave in you've broken under And all that lies you've etched in your stone Will not affect me on my attention You hands nailed bleeding in true martyr form Your neutral standpoint has left me standing alone I'm sick of excuses; I'm tired of lies I'm tired of fools like you wasting my time Hands of my soul, you can't control (hands off my fucking soul) And I hope your new friends will treat you just as well For all the hard work you've done to gain their acceptance Fuck you.
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
In hope this little angel will be free from all of their poisons
And in hope I grind my knees into the floor Praying that he'll never have to feel the pain I have felt Walking through glass ignorant pain in my feet His sweet little hands, innocent face so unaware of what lies in waiting In hope, there will be forever waiting for you And in hope you'll never look back and hate these days I've held your hands Falling away Changing each day to his own fate until I am needed no more for his comfort or his joy (repeat X1) In hope there's an answer And in hope I cry But I am beaten still the same by this subtle game As he breaks away, (As he) I turn my face to the sky for a way to decline These fairy tales that will mold into nightmares This fate laid out in my hands unatoned I descend into my Own decision In hope In hope In hope, I can turn this page Falling away, Changing each day to this own fate When I feel him I go running on his own Wait for something that more there is not |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
My mouth is full of your inspiration
Cut me, size me down for your regulation Nothing stands so close to driving Nothing gets tense or biting Nothing stands in the way It's all right Your walls are still white Location is everything, or so it seems Writing down all your "wrongs" or "rights" In a book you call your own Stand down Silence kills the revolution All that remains stagnant Dies submission is your resolve They've given you all the calls Sucker punched again Blind... blind... blind |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
I am here, take this
I can't feel anyway I can't hurt I can't bleed But I can kneel as well as you once did Deep inside, I can hear the screams Growing louder everyday Crying out for a new rain Manipulate my submission To put your pain onto myself Momma said that she would save me The Angels said that they would save me Deep inside, I can hear the screams Growing louder everyday Crying out for a new rain I can fly I can fly away I can fly away from you Daddy, catch me I can fly, I can fly away I can fly away from you (repeat) Daddy, I can fly away So why's the pavement look so damn close Why's the pavement so damn close Why's the pavement so damn close |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
I could lie here for a day
Tongue tied and out classed Never missing their world that used to be my life And I can't remember what it was That I always wanted But it should have always been this rhyme and reason Not withstanding Folded into beauty And if I hold this here forever I will never down And when I loose my ground I can always remember This is my reason You are my reason to stay I have shed this dry hard shell Traded its comfort for your eyes Played with denial And then denied my own defenses It's no longer a part of me These questions, insecurities You will always be the most magnificent creation |
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
Spineless bastards Blood caked bones to bang their drums Resonates in all of us as we dance like suckers In blind delusion Kissing the master's feet Kissing the master's ring Sacrifice ourselves and others to their charm We cheer with every bomb blast ripping through every village Mourning our parents of disemboweled children We split their faces We laugh in their faces Kill yourself with a noose of your own device Strangle off the flowers and leave the thorns to fight Let the peasants eat shit They're surely used to it Our lives grow on And when the next group of unfortunates get their turn at the gas chambers How loud will you cheer for the soldiers marching them on The rich stay rich And the poor die of quietly The power remains the same
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from Boysetsfire - Day The Sun Went Out (2005)
You're just another anthem
Guided by the bullet And you can take this all to hell With your fucking victims Down a toast of their blood with your wine While refining your ego's defense The glory of bullets, the fire, the mobs action to riot Your keen sense of interest in the revolution will end With the stains of innocence on your hands The flags that divide us grow stronger With your plastic refinement Plaster your picture of heads Lining your mantle Define your heresy with streets Lined with their entrails Your murders reek of their guns Your motives reek of their kind When you've fooled the people With your selfish intentions You can bask in the warmth Of your thugs in action When it all comes down You decide we're just looking for another leader To bring us down Your anthem will die with you Like all those before you Killing off the masses that you Claim to liberate Back to square one As the swine take on the faces Of their masters |
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from Boysetsfire - Live For Today (2005)
In town for one night only lust, fame and a feeling of the holy
A new king is crowned for your delight yeah alright Single file it's just that easy…a mere man to adore, and believe me Soon you'll be screaming with delight Take it back before I fall I'm no hero Behind the curtain there stands a statue designed to sell as many as they want to The consequences aren't worth your time…we're divine A fresh idol for a suffering nation a clean lamb for your slaughtering elation Another victim of our need to be weak The lights are on the stage is set for failure In your minds I will burn in effigy forever Burn forever |
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from Boysetsfire - Live For Today (2005)
The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself into you
Discouragement defined by all the times when everything just falls apart And your skeletons have broken down the door and left you there for dead How do we find a little piece of heaven In our time before we find acceptance When no one understands at this point That a handful of redemption's all we need From remorse to rebirth finding it hard to think that this is really true Ask how long should we wait before we take instead of waiting to be free How do we find a little piece of heaven In our time before we find acceptance When no one understands at this point That a handful of redemption's all we need And all, all the fear all the anger falls away All the days that were wasted cut and pasted fall away Never walked so tall until that moment when fate and circumstance collide When all it takes is a step that you never saw and burdens fall away |
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from Boysetsfire - Live For Today (2005)
In a moment of weakness they've gone for the throat
Prayers answered for the ruling classes, and we swallowed them whole Heads down and hands up our need for safety has been hijacked again They've got their fingers on the pulse of our mourning with knives poised Decide- right now -which side you're on, invest our freedom in failure by design Hands tied with pleasure now we're choking on their cum Guided deception allegiance to a goal That never mattered until they told us so Blowback has blown back into our face and ignited a war On home turf between control and our free will lines are drawn Release the dogs, they've picked up the scent, moving in for the kill Unchained and hungry teeth ready to feast Release the dogs |
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from Boysetsfire - Live For Today (2005)
I never thought this could be me
I guess you never do 'Til it's happening to you Like all the fun turns into shame And all the could-have-beens Rearrange So little time, so many crimes Guilt like a chain Chokes my will away Redemption never seemed so cruel And all my gods Never seemed so weak Wake up, engage Now derailed and enraged It used to be so easy Get up, I'm game Now I'm sick and I'm tame Counting cost with lost Where is the hope they gave And don't think that I can't hear you laugh I used to be a lot like you, but now I'm only me I used to be a lot like you, but now I'm only me, I'm only me Drink to pills, to shots Turns into shock A habit and a pawn For every hand goes round The pain gets so damn loud The hammer hits and I'm down And I'm down ... Trust no one Hey, why should I They gave me the poison dressed like life Cheated, smacked up and diseased Cry to sleep and fight to eat Used to be a pro at this Now I've broken my own wrist Rotten teeth and life unsung You'll forget me when I'm gone Wake up, engage Now derailed and enraged It used to be so easy Get up, I'm game Now I'm sick and I'm tame Counting cost with lost I used to be a lot like you, but now I'm only me I used to be a lot like you, but now I'm only me, I'm only me |
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from Boysetsfire - White Wedding Dress [single] (2003)
In town for one night only lust, fame and a feeling of the holy
A new king is crowned for your delight yeah alright Single file it's just that easy…a mere man to adore, and believe me Soon you'll be screaming with delight Take it back before I fall I'm no hero Behind the curtain there stands a statue designed to sell as many as they want to The consequences aren't worth your time…we're divine A fresh idol for a suffering nation a clean lamb for your slaughtering elation Another victim of our need to be weak The lights are on the stage is set for failure In your minds I will burn in effigy forever Burn forever |
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from Boysetsfire - White Wedding Dress [single] (2003)
In a moment of weakness they've gone for the throat
Prayers answered for the ruling classes, and we swallowed them whole Heads down and hands up our need for safety has been hijacked again They've got their fingers on the pulse of our mourning with knives poised Decide- right now -which side you're on, invest our freedom in failure by design Hands tied with pleasure now we're choking on their cum Guided deception allegiance to a goal That never mattered until they told us so Blowback has blown back into our face and ignited a war On home turf between control and our free will lines are drawn Release the dogs, they've picked up the scent, moving in for the kill Unchained and hungry teeth ready to feast Release the dogs |
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from Boysetsfire - White Wedding Dress [single] (2003)
Every day she fears her life will end
Every time the call rings they are late They never come quite in time to see his fist Leave its mark on the side of her disgrace They'll never charge him anyway and you know it Say we can't get involved today So where's the choice and who protects her now Bruised and battered the blood has stained her gown Useless screams for help can't save her now Choices rendered the house is burning down No one will ever understand cause they don't have to feel his crushing hands And the ears that ignored her screams before are now wondering what she did it for But with a bottle of kerosene she found her freedom And then burned the bastard to the ground and ran The fire will now wash away the blood on her white wedding dress |
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from Snapcase, Boy Sets Fire - Snapcase Vs Boy Sets Fire (2003) | |||||
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from Dare Devil (데어데블) by Graeme Revell [ost] (2003)
Bleed out all empathy this vessel has no spirit left to hold on to lies I've lived in full
How long can I hold tight with every movement Tension binds and denies my true nature The Balance has shifted warped sick and twisted Grabbing at angels when I fall Because I am more than this idol endless recital For all my demons to applaud I am free Hide myself from it all while every fear is Screaming night into dawn until I find I have to believe them (lies) In order to attain fulfillment I have to succumb to (lies) All my inner fears that tear at me I will never believe them (lies) I'm sick of the weakness that controls me - Now that Iuve fallen - I will not repent |