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At Home
03:33
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You showed up with a split lip dripping down your dress.
I don't know where I am but as I awoke I felt like
I slept on a bed of broken glass and rusted nails
I think I'll go home.
If I knew where home was from here
I think I'd pack my bags and go there.
Watching all their tiny black beady eyes fix to mine
And I don't know why.
Rest your head; get yourself collected
Get yourself collected will you please?
Stop to think about it
Take a breath and use your words to describe it.
I think I might have taken a ride up the wrong road,
Dizzy I don't see a single house I know
Except for yours
With the second floor lights on
I don't feel rested.
I wont feel rested at all,
As long as I'm outside of your window throwing stones.
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2. |
Bangalore
02:19
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I'm always three pills deep
Don't mind me and my wandering eyes
I was just wondering why it is that I can still feel anything
Though I'm prescribed the proper chemicals
Produced to prevent this sort of inconvenience.
Letting the cat out of the bag
Is a lot easier than putting it back in,
As I begin to let loose the whole litter.
I lost myself Like a ship caught on the rocks sinking.
Come up for air, It's fair to say I've been out there for years.
Letting the cat out of the bag
Is a lot easier than putting it back in,
As I begin to let loose the whole litter.
I'm always three pills deep in my various prescription bottles
With one foot firmly planted
In the grave that I dug for myself in the back of my mind
I need more time.
Though if death my come for me early I'll go
Kicking and screaming no.
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3. |
Moonlighting
03:24
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There's blood on the sidewalk
Outside the apartment complex
That you call home
That I am forced to walk to
Alone at night
I know you say you don't like sleeping alone
Tucked away in that coffin
Studio apartment
Tears in the linen where you scratch in your fits
Cigarette burns in the carpet.
Once you come back, once you come back to us
I hope for your sake the whole world may be haunted
Manifest and fade, manifest and fade, manifest and fade lazily
Stalking the alleyways and graveyard shift taxis.
But for now we're no longer brushing shoulders
You act as the eye of the fly on the wall
Of the room where you first told me
My false sense of security
and irrational fears of everything
Were building friction in my head.
At least that's what you said
As you pressed up close in my cold bed
The subtle hints that I misread
I could even taste the poison in your quickening breath
As you crept in quick with a kiss to kill me.
Knock me death with the lips shade red.
I replaced your wallpaper
With an old box of photographs you hid in the attic
Because those old photographs weren't meant for anyone.
Once you come back, once you come back to us
I hope for your sake the whole world may be haunted
Manifest and fade, manifest and fade, manifest and fade lazily
Stalking the alleyways and graveyard shift taxis.
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4. |
Bone Meal
03:57
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We're just too cold to keep one another comfortable
But you keep me closer than the skin to your bones
You keep me closer than the skin to the
Bones of the landlord are buried in the yard
With hypodermic needles buried in his arm
Half smoked cigarettes
Act as the bread crumbs that led me to you
Keep me closer than the skin to your bones
You keep me closer than the skin to the bone
You just couldn't leave well enough alone
And it shows
You just couldn't leave well enough alone.
And I haven't heard a word from you
Since you painted your perception prescription orange.
Your gaze has changed
Leaving me faltering and estranged
I'll take a sedative
How could I rest otherwise?
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5. |
Cobwebs
03:59
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I've managed to convey almost every emotion
All dripping sick with subtle disdain.
Dis-interested ears hear what they want to hear
Selected words to entomb
Though most can hear my jaw crack from across the room.
I don't know what it is that you're thinking
As you stare up from your bed.
I can't seem to escape this constant weight of being
The clarity I require will surely amount to a failed apprehension.
Tension at the thought
I feel as though my words are for the void to consume
Though most can hear my jaw crack from across the room.
I don't know what it is that you're thinking
As you stare up from your bed.
I would like to settle down
Though the cobwebs caught
They twist and tangle
Trip my step and cloud my eyes.
An indecipherable hieroglyphic
Carved crudely into the skull of the host
That carried the brilliant mind to find the secret hidden behind
Some rough chromosome.
Some elusive atom that slips drugs into the cells as they sleep
You wake feeling life all at once at a bone shattering intensity
Numb to the fact it's a dream.
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Alcoves New Hampshire
Ben Spenard:
Guitar
Todd James:
Bass/Vocals/Lyrics
Brian Jensen:
Drums
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