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Montag, 21. März 2011

Shoulder to shoulder


Rip the earth in two with your mind
Seal the urge which ensues with brass wires
I never meant you any harm
But your tears feel warm as they fall on my forearm
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I close my eyes for a while
And force from the world a patient smile
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How can you say that your truth is better than ours?
Shoulder to shoulder, now brother, we carry no arms
The blind man sleeps in the doorway, his home
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy I could have won
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But I gave you all
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I close my eyes for a while
And force from the world a patient smile
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But I gave you all
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And you rip it from my hands
And you swear it's all gone
And you rip out all I have
Just to say that you've won
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Well now you've won 



Sonntag, 20. März 2011

Vermillion


She seems dressed in all the rings
Of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious
She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press
Her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever
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She is everything and more
The solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession
She is home to me
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I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever
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Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
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Hard to say what caught my attention
Fixed and crazy, Aphid attraction
Carve my name in my face, to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize
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I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
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I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist through my need, to self oblige
She is something in me, that I despise
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I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me



Little Lion Man


Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head
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But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...
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Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days Biting your own neck
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But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?-
Didn't I, my dear?

Sonntag, 6. März 2011

In a bar_ Tango with lions


I wanna meet a friend in a bar tonight
the evening is long
so long i hardly move
A can in my hand
a picture in my mind
a voice I need to hear, a laugh I need to show
We' re lonely, babe
in a boat, again
I need to see a friend tonight or see the people in a bar
I wish they could not see me at all
How I wish I could describe their pain
or my pain
The mystic light, the choir of smoke
The smell of wood, the pose, the joke
The dirty little world inside that needs to come out
needs to come out
I wanna meet a friend in a bar tonight
the evening is long
If only I had that strength
to see those people, all so lonely as me