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Leaving Paris

The Queen Is Dead

I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.

How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?

Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.

 

I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.

How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?

Tiring, tiring to see…

 

All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.

 

Unveil the majesty,

Mascara always bleeds,

As the lights dim down, your bounds are thrown about down the hall.

 

Unveil the majesty,

Mascara always bleeds..

As the lights dim down.

As the lights shut off on our souls, feening on your bones.

 

I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.

How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?

Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.

 

I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.

How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?

Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.

 

All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.

 

No light within this city till it’s burning to the ground.

No love within this city till it’s burning to the ground.

 

All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.

I Never Said

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.

 

As the ocean tides swallowed up my face,

All I was you covered up in lace,

Dear God, how you feel so fake,

A porcelain doll barely keeping sane.

 

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.

If you were to wake, I never said.

 

I never said.

 

I never said.

Masochist

Watch the ocean shore,

Like you did before.

It smothered all you love.

 

Are you feigning life?

My last resort is growing thin,

But so are you.

So are you.

 

Oh, I’m just a speck. Sadomasochists, cashing in my check.

 

Walk through broken glass.

You’re never coming back.

Smother all you love,

Keep all that you hate trapped deep down.

 

Are you feigning life? My last resort is growing thin, but so are you. So are you. (I’ve got the black lung baby. Goddamnit).

 

Oh, I’m just a speck. Sadomasochist, cashing in my check.

I’m just feigning life. I’m just killing time. I’ve got the black lung baby. When you speak I choke. When the words are said. Cemented in lead. It’s too much urgency. Too much urgency.

 

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your fucking grand arrival.

 

As the ocean tides swallowed up my face,

All I was you covered up in lace,

Dear God, how you feel so fake,

A porcelain doll barely keeping sane.

 

If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.

If you were to wake, I never said.

 

I never said.

 

I never said.

We Were Heroes for the Day

In the flames, we were born

On the hills, where you swore

We’d be heroes for the day

You’re still dead in your grave

In the sky there were planes

As the bullets ricocheted

We were heroes for the day

You’re still dead in your…

In the flames, we were born

In the sky there were planes

As the bullets ricocheted

We were heroes for the day

In the sky there were flames

As the bullets ricocheted

We were heroes for the day

You’re still dead in your…

In the flames we just burn,

In the ashes we were saved.

In the flames, we were born.

On the hills, where you swore,

We’d be heroes for the day.

You’re still dead in your grave.

In the sky there were flames,

As the bullets ricocheted,

You’re still dead in your grave,

You were heroes for the…

In the flames we just burn,

In the ashes we were saved.

In the sky there were flames,

In the sky there were flames,

In the sky there were flames,

In the flames, we just burned.

This City Loves You

I’m Leaving Paris

A crowd is rushing in to see Marie’s art.

My ship had capsized by the Dead Sea.

Of all the fickle things you said to me, I never knew.

Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.

Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.

A crowd is rushing in to see Marie’s art.

My ship had capsized by the Dead Sea.

I tried to kill away all the things I try to hate.

Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.

Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again.

I was the one to find.

Under the ocean’s tide,

Life.

Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I knew no better. I don’t think we will meet again.

I’m a masochist, babe.

Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, I don’t think we will meet again, my head’s no longer in the sand. Good bye.

This Book is My Cowardice

Show Your Face, Motherfucker

I threw myself into fire, screaming this skin is my cowardice,
Peel it off; let the insides burn

They pulled my script out from the ashes singing this book is my cowardice.
Brought it back, I defied death

The bleeding is ceding the need now for you
Oh metaphor, you dying whore

Have the guts to swim in disgrace
Shoot confetti and bask in the shame
They’re just laughing and dancing in place
To keep pace, show your face

Have the guts to swim in your disgrace
And the dark that you choose not to brave
There’s a place where the broken escape
Show your face, now

I don’t think I can tell living from dead
I don’t think I can ever come back home again

Have the guts to swim in disgrace,
And the darkness you choose not to brave,
There’s a place where the broken escape
Show your face…

Have the guts to swim in disgrace,
They’re just laughing and dancing in place,
Mangled feet tap dance on our graves
Show your face now

I don’t think I can (see how much I’ve bled)
I don’t think I can (face my cowardice)
I don’t think I can (tell living from dead)
I don’t think I can (come back home again)

Show Your Face, Motherfucker

Dry Socket

1.
I’ve got black smoke screens, babe
In the back of my limousine
In the back of an alley way, choking on the disease.
I don’t know if anything’s really true,
I am dry socket, I am singing

La, La, La, La, La

2.
How do you sleep at night?
With the covers drawn,
Tuck your children in, how do you sleep at night?
With those bloody sheets,
How do you sleep at, how do you sleep at night?
When there’s nothing left,
How do you sleep at night, How do you sleep at night?

No, I never let go,
Of your grip around my throat.
 

An Orchestral Balancing Act

Home

Healing Eye

I don’t know where it’s bleeding
Out of view, where it’s dressed in red, where it’s dressed in red

On the floor, I am lying
The Devils spit trickles down my spine
It feels divine.

Healing Eye, heal me
Spread these ashes, they’re no longer mine.
Healing eye, mend me
This tattered spirit is just a figment, a void to pacify

Healing Eye, heal me
Spread these ashes, they’re no longer mine.
Mending Eye, fix me
This tattered spirit is just a figment, a void to pacify

Defilement, pin me down to the ground, isn’t that where you want me?
Just like before,
Just like the other times I looked inside and found your ghosts

Dancing to a carnal rhythm
Cardboard cutout’s warped and faded hue
Love, I know you tried to save me.

Pearl & Rust

I saw you die again in my sleep,
It was the same mistake, as it seems,
Construct the boundaries in my head,
I saw you die again, like the rest.

Oh lee, Oh lay,
You sneezed a Pearl,
I wrote a song,
In memory of…

I saw you die again in my sleep,
It was the same mistake, as it seems,
Construct the boundaries in my head,
I saw you die again, like the rest.

Oh lee, Oh lay,
You sneezed a Pearl,
I wrote a song,
In memory of…

Oh lee, Oh lay,
Tear off my skin,
I’m learning how to love again

I saw you die again in my sleep,
It was the same mistake, as it seems,
Construct the boundaries in my head,
I saw you die again, like the rest.

I’ve lost my faith in everything/I’ve found displaced divinity (within a burlap sack)

Oh lee, Oh lay, you sneeze a pearl.
I write a song in memory of.
Oh lee, Oh lay, tear off my flesh,
I’m learning how to live again.
Lost in a sea of slighted prayers.
To dance on flames, if you dare,
Perform the orchestral balance act.
I set you free.

I take you Home.

Watch Your Step

As you wept, the ghosts hollowed me out
Made a home where the bones used to lay
Can’t you see your speaking to my wounds?
Where my face used to be, I don’t know.

Perfect fifths steeped in novocaine
Our lips swallow the pills for this pain
In the zeal of feigned pulses aglow
With our hologrammed placeboes

Sleep to drown in an orchestral sea-
Fake your pulse to the slightest degree.
All the wars that we tirelessly waged
In the end, they all sound just the same.

I can roam, I can dream, fall in love, go to sleep,
Fall in love, let it bleed,
Go to sleep.

Go to sleep.

7 Steps to Hell

1.
Watch your step as the bombs echo defilement
We were cast as the broken ones
Illusion’s kissing your neck, fading pulse, is this how we will dance our tired bones into the pit of Hell?

Trail of roses, bleeding shrapnel, scent of fire, at the bottom,
Trail of roses, bleeding shrapnel, past’s submission, I’m on fire
Splintered angels, whispered cravings, scent of fire, at the bottom
Trail of roses, bleeding shrapnel, at the bottom, I’m on fire

Hey Marie, baby, give up the gun.
Let’s hideout darling, let’s have some fun.
We’re bleeding out from reopened wounds
Doomed to die again.

2.
Fling your lovers into the sun (don’t wake up)
My heart’s shedding its leathered guard
The nightmare’s kissing your neck, fading pulse, IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT!? To burn alone,” she said.
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell.

Hey Marie, baby, give up the gun.
Let’s hideout darling, let’s have some fun.
We’re bleeding out from reopened wounds
Doomed to die again.

Doomed die again
Doomed to die and burn in Hell

3.
My hearts shedding its leathered guard to give in…

Hey Marie, baby, give up the gun.
Let’s hideout darling, let’s have some fun.
We’re bleeding out from reopened wounds
Doomed to die again.

Hey Marie, baby, give up the gun
Let’s hideout darling, let’s have some fun.

Jesus Christ has a loaded gun to your fucking head

Doomed to die again.
On your knees again.

Doomed to die and burn in Hell.

Please Excuse The Blood

Traced your scars through the ashen debris
I was yours till the end, Ma Chérie

I love you, & you should know
That I’ll bury this book under snow
and someday you’ll unearth what I wrote

That last time I gave up…

Fashioned one baited song for the end,
Although all of this is just pretend.

I love you, & you should know
That I’ll bury this book under snow
And one day you’ll unearth what I wrote

Just how deep can you dig?

Have the guts to swim in disgrace, jesters laughing and dancing in place
If my demons created my sins, then this hemorrhaging is within

But why’s this script in reverse?
Jesters laughing and dancing in place
History, heed my pleas to break free
Dear God, I’m going fucking insane

Please don’t listen now these words are for sale
Mark up this failure before the ink dries up
I promise, lover, nothing’s really real
Are you fading or are you pulling back?

Your shadow is dancing while you lie still, my precious faith in a dying metaphor.

You can never make me give up the gun.
You can never make me give up the gun.
You can never make me give up the gun.
You can never make me give up the gun.

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