. . .
|
|
Your eyes like crashing jets
Fixed in stained glass
But not religious
You should pay rent in my mind
Say like the french say bon soir regret a demain
Do you like me I guess
White witness moves to petition the state of virginia for 27 prisons
While in bethesda an office flaming youth group singing
Firemen calling in
Lockheed lockheed martin marietta
Do you like me I guess
End of the lesson time for one question
End of the lesson time for one more question
I got a question.
Do you like me
. . .
|
|
I'm sick with this
I'm sick with this
situation avoided or just missed?
my own sweet time says it's ten twenty four
hardly recognise simple things anymore
I don't wanna be defeated
I don't wanna be defeated
I don't wanna be defeated
I don't wanna be defeated
this is the point
this is the manifest
bed for the scraping
dirty little secret
reason for the gathering
consequence
what else is there to do but go
this is the point
this is the manifest
bed for the scraping
dirty little secret
reason for the gathering
consequence
what else is there to do
what else is there to do
but go outside
look around
look around
. . .
|
|
I am a message prescient forecasting
There is a limit so take my temperature
You say "your turn" but I think the invite's open to all
So come on take your medicine
Hey doctor heal yourself or do you got too much to lose
You are a message precious extracting forging a tactic
To get your motion through
You say "don't know not sure"
But i think no holster's empty for you
So come on take your medicine
Hey doctor heal yourself
Or do you got too much to lose
Shoot out and shoot out the window
. . .
|
|
This is a birthday pony
This is a strange kind of rest
Because i feel like a guest when I'm right here at home
I'm not right here at home
I opened up these accounts
All these separate accounts
Because I can't comprehend the single ride to the end
I needed something to do and so I split into two
But now the pattern takes hold
I find I'm losing control
Laugh boy
I don't want to be free
This is a birthday pony
. . .
|
|
In your memory not so gentle
Perversify slash sentimental
Caught between and caught without
I'm a failure not your failure now
In and out just like a knife would tax the flesh and leave a cheap wound
Fucked and fucking love and lay
Congenitally fractured anyway
Unclipped unclean this forensic scene's all played out
The defense rests and sorry's just a no shit sherlock mouth talk con job
From your memory to this instant worked so hard for working distance
Like a mouth too late to shut
I'm a failure not your failure now
. . .
|
|
|
. . .
|
|
Here's a list of side effects
Practice tested
Covering every malice angle
For example you will sleep forever
You will never sleep again
Yawn to yawn your face is born to mask the shade of shit you're in
Now it's time to fake resignment room assignment
Next door to the generator
What the fuck it is
Whatever powers lights to burn all night
Your teeth to grind to grind so fine
You'll find out sooner what it is
To ring the alarm or you're sold to dying
Fell, destroyed and long out used step into it
Green in laying water blue
Cop a feeling coprophagics
Say next in line well how about you
Freedom's fiction sorry fifteen time to sell the softer shoe
Ring the alarm or you're sold to dying
(respects to tenor saw)
. . .
|
|
Generation fuck you to define and redefine
You'd make them all the same but molds they break away
Safely inside looking outside go keep on picking at it it's just going to get bigger
Not yet an also-ran the note left in your hand is by you
Asked to cease and desist what aggravation preordained
It feels so good laying down
I won't ask to get up again
Where's my life you're in control like you don't know
Don't say you're along for the ride
Sitting down when you should stand
The line is in your hand
and it's by you
Hand over hand over hand
. . .
|
|
|
. . .
|
|
It's cold outside and my hands are dry
Skin is cracked and I realize
That I hate the sound of guitars
A thousand grudging young millionaires
Forcing silence sucking sound
Forced into this conversation
So i say shine let their planets collide
This is the darkening down of my mind
We could be making it oiling like crime
We could be making it staking last dimes
If you want to sieze the sound you don't need a reservation
The torch is passed it's yours to return
Lay at their feet now use it to burn
For marketing the use of the word generation
A false alliance of money persuading
Forcing silence sound sucking
Forced into this conversation
Now if you want to sieze the sound you don't need a reservation
So open so young so target I can smell your heart you're a target
. . .
|
|
autonomy is a world of difference
they're creeping round but they know they can't come in
back from the front with observation it's still there
across from me an extreme example
bringing you what they want twenty four hours a day
whole lot of not but it's convenient
pray for fire
they'll tell you anything
it's speculation pure speculation
bringing you back to base
. . .
|
|
I want to go
I want to get out
All guns are loaded
And have gone off now
I'm channeling 17 dead revolutions
That have long gave up the ghost
One drink of water and I'm drowning
The space between the dime and the dollar
The space between the city and the suburb
Some kid took another kid
Pumped him full of holes
Just to see a new horizon
One drink of water and i'm drowning in it
Not alright
Downed city downed city
Two and two sawed in two
. . .
|
|
The farther I go the less I know
One foot goes in front of the other
It all boils around to not hanging around
To keep moving in front of the gravity
The answer is there the answer is there
but there is not a fixed position
It keeps moving along so I keep coming along
and that's why I'm a long distance runner
and if I stop to catch my breath
I might catch a piece of death
I can't keep your pace if I want to finish this race
My fight's not with it
It's with the gravity
Long distance runner
. . .
|
Switch to Russian 
