Saturday, February 28, 2009

THURSDAY - Understanding In A Car Crash




Thursday - Understanding In A Car Crash

Splintered piece of glass falls, in the seat, gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way

Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender

The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's two hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye

So push the seats back a little further
I can see the headlights coming
So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windows down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass

Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender

The spinning hubcaps set the tempo, for the music of the broken window
The Cameras on and the cameras click
We open up the lens and can't stop

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I don't want to feel this way forever

The lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens (to broken glass!)

Staring at the setting sun (And it's over!)
No reason to come back again (In a flash!)
The twilight world in blue and white (and I'll never!)
The needle and the damage done (ever understand!)

I don't want to feel this way forever (Understanding!)
(In a Car Crash!) A dead letter marked return to sender (In a Car Crash!)
(In a Crash!) In a Crash!


THRICE - All Thats Left



Thrice - All Thats Left


One day the dreamers died within us
When all our answers never came
We hid the truth beneath our skin but
Our shadows never looked the same

A ghost is all that's left
Of everything we swore we never would forget
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead
We are, we are the dead

And when we couldn't stop the bleeding
We held our hearts over the flame
We couldn't help but call it treason
After that we couldn't fill our frames
After that our shadows never looked the same

A ghost is all that's left
Of everything we swore we never would forget
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead
We are, we are the dead

In summers past we'd challenge fate
With higher pitch and perfect aim
And standing fast, we'd radiate
A light we loved but never named
But the answers never came
And our shadows never looked the same

A ghost is all that's left (we are the ones who lost our faith)
Of everything we swore we never would forget (can we be saved?)
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead
We are, we are the dead (we are the ones who lost our faith)
A ghost of everything we thought but never said (can we be saved?)
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead

We are the ones who lost our faith
We dug ourselves an early grave
We are the dead, can we be saved?


AFI - Girls not Grey



AFI - Girls not Grey

I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Swim in the calm tonight
This art does drown

(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
where I belong, with all erased

All insects sing tonight
The coldest sound
I'd send God's grace tonight
Could it be found?

(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
where I belong, with all erased

I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Watch stars go out tonight
On sinking ground

I'll lay me down, I'll lay me down

(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
where I belong, with all erased

What follows will swallow whole
What follows will swallow whole


THRICE - Stare At The Sun



Thrice - Stare At The Sun

I sit here clutching useless lists,
keys for doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
I tear into the history
Show me what it means to me in this world
Yeah, in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind

I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart or just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find in this world
Yeah in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind (till I understand or go blind)

I know that there's a point I've missed
A shrine or stone I haven't kissed
A scar that never graced my wrist
A mirror that hasn't met my fist
But I can't help feeling like I'm

Due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign (waiting for a sign)
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes (and I won't close my eyes)

Due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes


FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND - This Year's Most Open Heartbreak



Funeral for a friend - This Year's Most Open Heartbreak

Throw that punch
swing to hit your target
It's a pointless game
One better less played
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
will you take from them
What they've taken from you

To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one who will sing you to...

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
A comfort for you tonight

Throw that punch
Swing to hit the target
It's a pointless game
One better less played
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
will you take from them
What they've taken from you

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
A comfort for you tonight

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
a comfort for you tonight

(we will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(we will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(we will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(we will never be the same)
Same old songs

To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one who will sing you to
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
A comfort for you tonight
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
A comfort for you tonight


PROTEST THE HERO - Sequoia Throne



Protest The Hero - Sequoia Throne

Did you come here to kill, or did you come here to die,
or did you really think that spaceships would descend from the sky!

Bending light and beaming forth across space-time,
To see us scared in the reflection of their oil-black eyes
To stalk us like a predator
like our movies imply

They're not the one's who've come to kill us
Come to fill us full of lead
and I don't want to hate us
and they are not the ones who mutilate
our animals.
Or travel through the skies, they're not the ones who cause us harm

We are
We are, we are, we are
We are still-life and cold blooded
(I will not be)
We are still-life and cold blooded
(I will not be)

Hellbent on heaven

While our righteous men are stuffing corpses full of shit and pain

We are, we are, we are still life
We are, we are, we are still life
We are, we are, we are
Still-life

They're not the ones who cause us harm
We are, we are
(Did you come here to kill or did you come here to die?)
We are still-life in cold blood
We are still-life in cold blood
We feel
We feel nothing

Stuffing corpses full of shit and pain
They bloviate about a future beyond the moon
To bring about another planet's doom
To discover peaceful life
And beat a war-drum to its tune
Unless my prayers are answered
And our end is coming soon


THE BLUEPRINT - Sans Chorus




The Blueprint - Sans Chorus


So dismissive,
so free with praise heaped on unworthy subjects
I’m so sorry that this is not what you wanted
You must be so disappointed that we failed
To deliver just for you

(the) Killer hooks to get right under your
Skin so thick we’d need a harpoon
Have some patience wait and see
We’re dropping bombs here

Thank you so much,
for your well valued critique
It has been noted
Noted that I have lost all respect for you
Your so quick to judge you’re opinion void
Take some time to absorb these

Killer hooks to get right under your
Skin so thick we’d need a harpoon
Have some patience wait and see
We’re dropping bombs here

Killer hooks to get right under your
Skin so thick we’d need a harpoon
Have some patience wait and see
THIS HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN


Wednesday, February 25, 2009

MASTODON - Iron Tusk



Mastodon - Iron Tusk

Straight line
Feel it burst liver and lung
Long and strong
'Til she spills her black blood
Center down
Vast the head body and tail
Shatter life
Physeter catodon
Culture vulture
Elephant graveyard
Culture vulture
Engage monster
Wreaking vengeance
Assault with all martial rage
Sail on



THE DILINGER ESCAPE PLAN - Panasonic Youth




the Dillinger Escape Plan - Panasonic Youth


We wrote these plans
took the order the architecture
and followed them to the end
until the gears ground cold
and relentless
there was no remorse
we had none
we kept on with no trace of a regret
I never saw any blood
no soul for the body
watch them turn her scab
covered skin into stone
like a coal in the sky
searching for the dawn
for the last time
bloated with white eyes wide
we've come to an understanding
you lose I profit high noon
and there ain't no secrets
no more excuses
now our number's up
let them lead us by the throat now
just smile while the rope pulls tighter
guilty is an understatement
the hourglass is never right side up
and all the time we try to tear the script up
forgetting all the sour for the sweet
the paragraph has never been so empty
the mother dies with infant in arms
the lifeless test tube, look what she's done
evolution gave us a clock
that's always winding down .


FAITH NO MORE - Digging the Grave



Faith no More - Digging the Grave

It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what comes out
Isn't that what it's about ?
To remind us we're alive
To remind us we're not blind
In that big, black hole

Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out ?
You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time
And the shadows so big
It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
If you close the door

Comfortable


BURNT BY THE SUN - Forlani




Burnt by the Sun - Forlani

Last time I swore it was the last time.
I'd write these last rites to this last fight.
By the third time around I'm pretty well versed.
By the third time it still hurts.
By the third time I know myself well enough to know
10 years is not enough.

What is this about this that brings me back?
Have I ever even left? But what can I expect?
Beauty is radiating through my TV set.
I find it's lines still corrupt my mind.
In it's image I am defined.
What is this about this that brings me back?
Have I ever even left? But what can I expect?

The beauty, I find it still corrupts my mind.
the beauty, I find, in it's image I'm defined.
Forge my body into steel
while cognizant that this is not real.
Flesh and devotion void of emotion
save for an ounce of ineptitude
and another song to express
my helpless faith in this cage.
Imprisoned for the rest of my life
programmed into my mind, my eyes
I'm fixated, irritated.
Shallow as far as I can perceive
with the disregard of what I believe.



ATREYU - The Crimson



Atreyu - The Crimson

I feel it welling up inside
And Robert Smith lied,
Boys do cry and with
Blood tears in my eyes I’m an Anne Rice novel come to life.
I can’t hide the monster… anymore.
One can, only feel desolate for so long until
One starts to change into
Something the mirror doesn't recognize.
Metamorphosize.
The darkness has been biding its time
To claim its latest victim,
Fresh meat for carnal desires,
To become, what I became.
I viewed the sun for the last time.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim’s blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you.

And it pulses through,
The desire to change, to deconstruct
All of my,
All of my, past failings.
But where to begin, because when you live in sin
It’s hard to look at saints,
Without them reflecting your jet black aura back on you.
And all I have is hope
My inner burn’s not fading,
I’ll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim’s blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you.

And all I have is hope
And all I need is time
To bury in pine under six feet of time
The lies I told me about myself.
Claw my way out,
Pick the splinters from under my fingernails.
I won’t lose hope,
I won’t give in.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
Just live and breathe, try not to die again.
I try not to die again.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim’s blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips. (Crimson and red)
My heart is dead and so are you.

Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same,
When you taste my victim’s blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips.(When you taste my victim's blood)
My heart is dead and so are you.