Funnily enough, about America...
VeRSe 1:
Far beyond utopia,
The flags are raised,
Out amongst the single moms,
The blacks and gays.
"Welcome to America" he said...
As the acid raindrops dripped,
Off of his head.
VeRSe 2:
The rivers choked with pesticide,
And trees like skeletons,
In his yard the honour guard,
His hands all made of guns,
And the streets aren't paved with gold,
They're paved with broken men,
In marbled halls
From white-washed walls,
They feed us lies again.
ReFRaiN:
"Welcome to America" he said...
As the acid raindrops dripped,
Off of his head
Wednesday, 27 August 2008
Friday, 25 July 2008
iN THe eND, THeRe iS oNLY eMPTiNeSS...
about the sense that whatever you do, however far you walk, you're still stuck in the same place...
VeRSe 1:
Well, I guess I'm running on the spot,
Veins pumping acid through my limbs,
Keep on losing my ability to differentiate
Between the nature of my sins
BRiDGe:
So I'll keep on pushing forward,
Cos I don't know what else to do,
Yeah, I'll keep on pushing forward,
And breaking up on you...
CHoRuS:
I like the way you smash me up,
It makes me fucking come,
I like the way you break me up,
You break me til I'm done.
VeRSe 2:
Hey, I gotta face like a hand grenade,
I'm such a twisted little fuck,
I guess whatever happens,
I've run right outta luck...
BRiDGe:
So keep your fucking poison,
It's your purity I need,
I'll bury myself inside you,
And on your nothingness I'll feed...
CHoRuS x2
VeRSe 1:
Well, I guess I'm running on the spot,
Veins pumping acid through my limbs,
Keep on losing my ability to differentiate
Between the nature of my sins
BRiDGe:
So I'll keep on pushing forward,
Cos I don't know what else to do,
Yeah, I'll keep on pushing forward,
And breaking up on you...
CHoRuS:
I like the way you smash me up,
It makes me fucking come,
I like the way you break me up,
You break me til I'm done.
VeRSe 2:
Hey, I gotta face like a hand grenade,
I'm such a twisted little fuck,
I guess whatever happens,
I've run right outta luck...
BRiDGe:
So keep your fucking poison,
It's your purity I need,
I'll bury myself inside you,
And on your nothingness I'll feed...
CHoRuS x2
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
THe MaN WiTH THe PeRSPeX SKiN
About disconnecting with the world to the point where you barely feel anything at all... My attempt at writing a song with the melancholia and sprawl of a Porcupine Tree tune...
iNTRo 1:
Find it hard to focus on the real...
Need to find a way to grow and heal...
Nothing but the vaguest deja vu...
When your stalking sadly from the room
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Is that the price we pay for apathy?)
VeRSe 1:
Sometimes I sit and watch the sea
Wondering if its just a giant TV
Come to swallow up our heads
While we lie and drown inside our beds
BRiDGe:
I'm desentized can't hear you shouting no it's all just washing by intead
And doesn't your face turn such a lovely shade of red?
I can't focus on any feelings too much TV sapped my thoughts all out my head
Now your leaving me and I feel nothing...
CHoRuS:
You can see through me like perspex divides
See the vacancy of me all naked inside
Yes I'd like to say that I was surprised
But if I did you'd know that that was a lie
You can see through me like I'm not all there
See the vacancy so plainly so there
Yes I'd like to say I fell into despair
But if I did you'd know that that lie was bare
iNTRo 2:
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Perspex skin and glass for blood)
VeRSe 2:
And in the morning when I wake and you're smell is gone
I can't quite remember why it should feel wrong
Distorted through a haze of V's and Mogadon
Repeat to fade until I can't be moved to sing along
Yeah maybe baby I would care that your not there
If there was something meaningful inside my head
Instead of static, white noise, and dead air
But...
CHoRuS 3:
CHoRuS 2:
You can look right through like perspex divides
To the nothingness that coats my insides
There's a black void that was once the heart of me
Move along now please there's nothing here to see
CoDa:
Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?
Is that the price of chemical apathy?
Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?
A perspex man I am you see.
iNTRo 1:
Find it hard to focus on the real...
Need to find a way to grow and heal...
Nothing but the vaguest deja vu...
When your stalking sadly from the room
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Is that the price we pay for apathy?)
VeRSe 1:
Sometimes I sit and watch the sea
Wondering if its just a giant TV
Come to swallow up our heads
While we lie and drown inside our beds
BRiDGe:
I'm desentized can't hear you shouting no it's all just washing by intead
And doesn't your face turn such a lovely shade of red?
I can't focus on any feelings too much TV sapped my thoughts all out my head
Now your leaving me and I feel nothing...
CHoRuS:
You can see through me like perspex divides
See the vacancy of me all naked inside
Yes I'd like to say that I was surprised
But if I did you'd know that that was a lie
You can see through me like I'm not all there
See the vacancy so plainly so there
Yes I'd like to say I fell into despair
But if I did you'd know that that lie was bare
iNTRo 2:
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?)
(Perspex skin and glass for blood)
VeRSe 2:
And in the morning when I wake and you're smell is gone
I can't quite remember why it should feel wrong
Distorted through a haze of V's and Mogadon
Repeat to fade until I can't be moved to sing along
Yeah maybe baby I would care that your not there
If there was something meaningful inside my head
Instead of static, white noise, and dead air
But...
CHoRuS 3:
CHoRuS 2:
You can look right through like perspex divides
To the nothingness that coats my insides
There's a black void that was once the heart of me
Move along now please there's nothing here to see
CoDa:
Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?
Is that the price of chemical apathy?
Ever get the feeling you've gone see through?
A perspex man I am you see.
Friday, 13 June 2008
LiFeLeSS
about being betrayed by somebody you loved...
VeRSe 1:
Rent and spent and gutted
Rotten hollow to the core
You think you fucking know me
But I don't live here anymore
Rent and spent and gutted
Bash my face in just to feel
This world is walking wounded and its losing its appeal
BRiDGe:
You made me this way...
...I hope you're happy now
CHoRuS:
You were always fucking empty
I just never really saw
Picking at the stitches til my head was red and raw
You were always fucking lifeless
Well - I guess I always knew
Now the only thing that I hate more than me, my dear, is you
VeRSe 2:
Shattered, battered, spattered
Martyred darkly at the heart
This earth detests my presence
How it pinions me apart
Shattered, battered, spattered
In the filth the shame will grow
This world is walking wounded in a sick and vicious show
BRiDGe
CHoRuS
CoDa:
Face just like an angel
But your heart's a fucking whore
Take your empty promises
I don't want them anymore
VeRSe 1:
Rent and spent and gutted
Rotten hollow to the core
You think you fucking know me
But I don't live here anymore
Rent and spent and gutted
Bash my face in just to feel
This world is walking wounded and its losing its appeal
BRiDGe:
You made me this way...
...I hope you're happy now
CHoRuS:
You were always fucking empty
I just never really saw
Picking at the stitches til my head was red and raw
You were always fucking lifeless
Well - I guess I always knew
Now the only thing that I hate more than me, my dear, is you
VeRSe 2:
Shattered, battered, spattered
Martyred darkly at the heart
This earth detests my presence
How it pinions me apart
Shattered, battered, spattered
In the filth the shame will grow
This world is walking wounded in a sick and vicious show
BRiDGe
CHoRuS
CoDa:
Face just like an angel
But your heart's a fucking whore
Take your empty promises
I don't want them anymore
10,000 MiLeS DeeP
about the breakdown of communication between two people... wanting to say everything but knowing you can't say anything and so just growing apart.
VeRSe 1:
I wake and taste the film of blood
Trapped between my teeth
My skin - so fucking perfect -
Hides the fractures underneath
The fuses in my head
Rewired all to blow
Sometimes its so much better
So much better not to know
BRiDGe:
I tried so hard to hold on
But the apathy - it grew
I tried hard not to break this, but,
I wound up breaking me and you
CHoRuS:
Still reaching and groping for the prize
You know that when you try to speak
There's nothing in my eyes
Still seeking some glorious new day
You know that when I try to speak
There's nothing left to say
VeRSe 2:
We used to be so perfect
But it greyed and faded out
We used to have such valid things
To dream and laugh about
Now there's a fissure cut between us
And its grown ten thousand miles deep
Severed from each other we're
Awake but still asleep
BRiDGe
CHoRuS [x2]
VeRSe 1:
I wake and taste the film of blood
Trapped between my teeth
My skin - so fucking perfect -
Hides the fractures underneath
The fuses in my head
Rewired all to blow
Sometimes its so much better
So much better not to know
BRiDGe:
I tried so hard to hold on
But the apathy - it grew
I tried hard not to break this, but,
I wound up breaking me and you
CHoRuS:
Still reaching and groping for the prize
You know that when you try to speak
There's nothing in my eyes
Still seeking some glorious new day
You know that when I try to speak
There's nothing left to say
VeRSe 2:
We used to be so perfect
But it greyed and faded out
We used to have such valid things
To dream and laugh about
Now there's a fissure cut between us
And its grown ten thousand miles deep
Severed from each other we're
Awake but still asleep
BRiDGe
CHoRuS [x2]
thE HeRD
a rant. Written after I was attacked, at work, over somebody elses debts that I had nothing to do with...
You faceless pricks
You make me sick
A herd of bland and vacant smiles
Homogenized and plastic
You're all so fucking vile
Thinking with your fists and tiny dicks
What's the fucking point?
One day you'll wind up dead without a cause
A copyblot on history
So what's the fucking point?
Kill yourself and save us the hassle
You faceless pricks
You make me sick
A herd of bland and vacant smiles
Homogenized and plastic
You're all so fucking vile
Thinking with your fists and tiny dicks
What's the fucking point?
One day you'll wind up dead without a cause
A copyblot on history
So what's the fucking point?
Kill yourself and save us the hassle
CoNFoRM, CoNSuMe, oBeY
about the way the people in charge want us to be... i.e. fucking sheep. The line 'you are free to do what we tell you to do' is robbed from Bill Hicks (RIP)
VeRSe:
CONFORM
Look like everybody else
Think like everybody else
Talk like everybody else
Act like everybody else
CONSUME
Buy this and that and those and these
Line my pockets with your souls
Buy my fucking products
Try to fill the gaping holes
That we've drilled into your psyches
Just to keep you all in line
Buy my fucking products...
Waste your fucking time
OBEY
You are free to do what we tell you to do
CoDa:
Conform, consume, obey
You are free to do what we tell you to do
VeRSe:
CONFORM
Look like everybody else
Think like everybody else
Talk like everybody else
Act like everybody else
CONSUME
Buy this and that and those and these
Line my pockets with your souls
Buy my fucking products
Try to fill the gaping holes
That we've drilled into your psyches
Just to keep you all in line
Buy my fucking products...
Waste your fucking time
OBEY
You are free to do what we tell you to do
CoDa:
Conform, consume, obey
You are free to do what we tell you to do
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