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I Can Shine With You
02:40
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I can shine with you
but I don't want to
have to fall apart
because I won't
I'm not going to die this way
we still got beats to drop, ok?
Oooh, that's wonderful
hrmm... that sounds really good?
motherfucker?!
The rabbit hole rescue squad
has got another call
tell them the queen is on her way
and she is 12 feet tall
but this Jabberwocky
has got a cup of tea for the bitch
my little Alice is somewhere
in these caves so I'm searching it
Nothing much for me here but Wonderland(TM) style trouble
and Lookinglass(TM) pussy with a mouthful of ruin and rubble
I'm just looking for you baby, I don't mess with the queens
or the white knights riding on unicorns and their mighty steeds
you can fight your own lions you can slay your own dragons
and when you come back as the princess
I'll knock the crown right off your head and make sweet love
on whatever square we're standing on.
I can shine with you
but I might absorb much of what you are
I don't want to drain you baby
I'll try to repay all you gave me.
I just want to fall in love
If my heart could take it (and it can)
I never want to be so dumb
that I can't tell you now...
I can shine with you. yeah.
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2. |
Ode To My Creditors
04:19
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I owe it to all my creditors
to let them know how hollow their pursuit is
by the time you read this
I'll be on my mountain
pockets empty
Having dreams is the new suicide
clocking yourself into Dante's tenth ride
Having feelings is the best way to die
you just wither and waste, slither way,
never to come hither again.
Repeat chorus...
...and out of an out of tune guitar
rattles over some incomprehensibles
- smoking, relaxing, changing gears
- mellowing out after all these years
-- now you can see how useless you are
-- soul repaired before all
(but i still have) but I still have hate for you
(that I can't kill) that I can't exchange for love
somewhere a child
belives his first lie
somewhere a landfill
is made much richer
shuffle the cards
52 times
before shoveling them
into the fire
I owe it to all (my creditors)
I owe it to you (my love)
I owe it to all (my predators)
I owe it to you (my love)
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3. |
A Little Blood
02:21
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Roll that boulder
you're three days older
jump off that cross
get on with your life
Roll that boulder
you're three days older
you're still not ready to be my christ
Will he rise?
Will he fall?
is there and end to it all
can I trust the machine
are we just human beings
who repeat lots of lies
that get passed down over time
we forget what we've learned
and we'll get...
what we deserve
What's a little blood between your love?
the god inside and the God above.
What's a little blood between your love?
the god inside and the god inside the God.
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4. |
Homesick For A New Home
02:43
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Verse 1:
Did I ruin my life
when I looked into
those lying eyes
and told the truth?
(I told her)
Verse 2:
Will I heal in time
Can I ever hide
from all those things
I said to you.
Chorus:
Homesick for a new home (x4)
Verse 3:
I won't be the same
let's take all the blame
and roll it out
that front door
Verse 4:
After all this time
I finally found
what matters in life
is family
Bridge 1:
It hurt me more to say
then to shut my mouth and stay
Bridge 2:
I'm home and she's gone
I'm away for good...
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Did you ever a dream you let die
whisper in your ear
to let you know that it isn't there
did you ever have a love you let slide
slip out of your life
more memories that can never be
you scream like the ghost of our unborn child
repeating every lie that history could provide
I practice walking dead for you
I brought myself down here too
I practice walking dead
I told my secrets
and repeated my regrets too
did you ever a lie that came true
just because of you
it made a crueler reality
will you ever take a deeper look inside
to set yourself free
from the thoughts that imprison me
I practice walking dead for you
I taught myself to lose
I practice walking dead for you
I'll train my heart to break in song
so when it does we'll sing along
we'll cry all night in silhouette
training our hearts to break on command
learning to lose all that I love
with no hell below or God above
keep shedding these connections
that lead to this terminal depression
I practice walking
dead.
I practice walking dead for you
I taught myself to lose
I practice walking dead for you
I tried my best to free you
I practice walking dead for you
I brought myself down here too
I practice walking dead
I told my secrets
and repeated my regrets too
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6. |
Inside and Out
03:55
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(I've made it my home
you can bury me here)
We're broken
inside and out
we're frozen
in these bleakest times
I'm holding
together by a string
I'm hoping
my mind will let me sleep
my fate seems unconvincing
all the same scenes repeating
and now I find a dead end
it's not what I expected
is this where you start praying?
answers from God in the rain?
it's time to get infected
with all these holy spirits
I've been imprisoned
for life
I found the bottom
I made it my home
you can bury me here
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What we need is one unspoiled child
What we need is for humanity to run wild
What we need is no more soldiers
What we need is a warrior
I'm sorry it's not me.
What we need is a warrior
What we need is a dragon slayer
What we need is someone with no fear
I thought that was me
I thought that it was me
it was you.
I'm sorry that it's not me
when I'm afraid
I never prayed.
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My snowstorm bride is back for me
I missed you
Your cold embrace and whipping winds
I had almost forgotten it
please don't ever leave
don't ever leave me again
My snowstorm bride
you'll stay forever
my snowstorm bride
promise me
Let's run away together
you and I locked in ice
our passions cooled by gentle snow
we'll wait for the earth to melt away
if I love you right
I can awaken another day
with a snowstorm bride
I'll ride to the north
to teach my body it's limits
to teach my mind it's spirit
to find a truth and walk within it
to find my map and mark my X
and leave the ones behind who brought this hex
or drag it along because I made it mine.
My storm bride promise me you'll stay forever
Beyond belief, it hangs over me like a raven at my door
or a blanket soaked in karosine waiting for a spark
to sing the final note of my melody to my snowstorm bride.
With a snowstorm bride to comfort me
I can kill my shadow
I drown my imaginary friends
seek revenge
With a snowstorm bride, I can peace
forgive, grow olive branches for fingertips
piss fine aged wine and shit cheese and chips
we can throw lots of lots of parties
but my snowstorm bride is a jealous thing you see
these parties grow boring
the second they are not about her
so now were packed away with my pages
to hurdle on through the ages
"a dark leagacy of lovesick pain"
I've cast myself out
and thrown myself in
I found my way
to heaven from sin
for all the cares
and mortal whims
I can only desire
forgiveness
to be higher
I did this to myself
now I'm praying for leveling
The taking of a snowstorm bride
takes you on a wonderous toboggan ride
when the sled goes still the energy of the cold
that propelled you further now makes slow
your snowstorm bride does all she can
but she can not make you a better man
in the bitter cold when you don't think you can
you must shine your light and lend her a hand
warm your body, thaw your command
and leave the cold behind... again.
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This isn't love
this is a hostage situation
and no one is getting out
with their heart intact
if I do as you say
then I might see my son again
and I can earn the right
to be myself again
the left all my art behind
accused me of a future crime
and took away my son
I cant even ask her why
she won't even speak her mind
and she left me here to die
How long will we let this nightmare rule our minds
and why is it always me left in the darkness
did I bring the darkness here?
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12. |
Pickled
03:11
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chomp - yep - you're so bitter
constantly shrinking with all the other little pickles (in her)
you'll last a long, long, time (soaking up the brine)
no one can tell just why (we keep shrinking in size)
Look at all these fate escapers
they must read a different news paper (than me)
they keep marching too and fro
I still have no place to go
chomp - yep - you're still bitter
shrinking down with all the other pickles beneath these rip-rip-ripples.
you'll last a long, long, time down there
we all can see your bubbles rising - nobody cares.
they are not even half sized
by the time they realize
that they will keep doing just what their told
they'll keep marching until they get old
chomp - yep - you're just a pickle
no difference between you and the other perpetrators
you'll last a long, long, time (soaking up the brine)
no one can tell just why (you keep trying)
Waiting for these words to get cheaper
so i can afford to say this clearer
so that you might understand
I never wanted to be this kind of man
chomp - yep - I'm so bitter
shrinking down with all the other pickles beneath these rip-rip-ripples.
you'll last a long, long, time down there
we all can see your bubbles rising - nobody cares.
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