Day out, day in
It's the alarm versus me and the snooze button wins.
I've been waking all my life to become what I'm going to be.
I'm a crow, la da da da da da
My head sewn

Day out, day in and begin again
Day out, day in recycle bins
cash out, cash in 'til it bends
day out, day in the paper cuts my skin again
skin again

Cash out, cash in I can burn all I earn
on some weakness for whim without thinking
I'm a mark for their marketing plans
I'm home and her cancer

An average romancer

Cash out, cash in and begin again
Day out, day in recycle bins
Cash out, cash in until it bends
Day out, day in the paper cuts my skin again
skin again

Day out, day in fondlings
Fade out, fade in Vicodins
Day out, day in the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
skin again
skin again

All ye, all ye, come home free ollie ollie oxen free
Day in, day out I call time out
All ye, all ye come home free ollie ollie oxen free
Day in, day out I call time out
I call time out

Give out, give in

If a man's hands show his trade does it suit me then
This papercut skin that makes me wince with each hand
I'm required to take, take, take, take

Day out, day in recycle bins
cash out cash in until it bends
Day out, day in the paper cuts my skin again
skin again

Day out, day in fondlings
Get out, get in Vicodin
Day out, day in the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
skin again
skin again

I can't find out ollie ollie oxen free

This week's song has crappy lyrics but damn it's catchy

 

Suckerpunch

Envy on the Coast

 

31 days to wreck your plastic face

and it's a disgrace to think I shook the hand that feeds this race

so open up, open up like a russian doll

you're the same, you're the same as the next one

don't you dare run, i've been doing that for years

 

look at my face, does it smile and say "i'm okay"?

'cause there's blood on your face and that's just a taste

i want black and blues, i want black and blues

look at my face, does it smile and say "i'm okay"?

You cross my path and taste the words that you waste

 

 

"I have come here to chew bubble gum

and kick ass

And I'm all out of bubble gum"

 

Roar

you've bit off more than you can chew

uh uh uh uh uh uh

 

you think you can hide from me?
it's too late i've already found out

"alright everybody come on

out on the dance floor"

 

YAA YAAAAAAA YAOOOOOOO

oh uh uh

 

this is what happens when you lie
i never doubted you
you'll find some trouble tonight

rahhh

 

"You just can't go around killing people"

"Why?"

sad is the homicide
i never doubted you

 

BLAHAHOOOOOONWOKJOIVUWHUAL

 

i never doubted you

i never doubted you

i never doubted you

 

bloop bloop dub dub dub

FUCK

 

 

My brother finds comfort in calculators.
He assigns every number a name.
He believes that they add up to certainty
and he's upset with the fractions that remain.
So I examine the maps with my eyes and at best
I can trace with my finger all the way
to that town where she went in an attempt to forget
the cracks and the lines of my face.

So Jetsabel cleaned out the closets for me
and she piled the boxes in the hall
Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come and take them away
and they will never haunt me again
But it's still hard to sleep with these moon's heavy beams.
I run barefoot to the backyard
just to freeze in my place by the wrought iron gate
too ashamed and afraid to advance.

Today I walked through the snow and found a field of headstones.
They were in rows like the weeks on calendars
where each box is a day that you can never escape
without pills or the poison of sleep
Now these memories leak from the faucets that weep
Hot tears splash against the shower floor
and I stand in the steam as if inside a dream
I can see her again by the sink
from behind the bathroom mirror she pulls a thermometer
and placed it underneath my tongue.

Said "You are pale as a sheet, you look awful my sweet.
Lay down and wait for the sun."
So I stayed in that bed. She brought me water and read
each night from a volume out loud.
She whispered soft poetry. Her favorite was 'Anabel Lee'
And those words, like these drugs comforted me
But the clocks kept waving their hands and she could not understand
why my temperature would never drop
And although she promised with tears that she would always be here
I heard truth like the sound in the sea.

I said, "My Arienette, oh how soon you'll forget,
this house will never be your home.
And you will leave in the fall when the trees become graves
and their color lie dead in the grass."

Gold and green
torture me
like the lies, like the lies, like the lies
I believe too easily!

Oh my Jetsabel, look at this hell that I have made.
If you want maybe drop by sometime
Put some flowers on my grave
so I'll look beautiful
in my silent sepulchur
Yeah that's fine give the dresses away
I don't want anything of hers!

For the moon never shines
and the stars never rise
without bringing me dreams
Haunted by the ghost of those bright eyes.

 

 

The language in the dimmer rooms

seems to represent its light source well

How soft they speak, and seem to be at peace

with the movement of the music

and the madness, that's pulling me into this

 

And the shades of the lamps were woven red,

the light it stains and consecrates

anointing all forgotten forms

that swirl with smoke and haunt this place

 

The girls in gowns all nurse the dark,

bringing it near to their swelling breasts

and watch as it seeps to their hearts

and beats within their virgin chests

 

From here I know seduction breeds

from wanton hearts that would seduce

and grows and spreads its vines and leaves,

embracing those who might have moved

but now remain to drink the night

from vials black and thick with steam

Such intoxicating delight

that leave you drunk inside this dream

 

And you watch them take the light from you

 

And you find yourself on a velvet couch,

tasting the skin of a foreign girl

Her eyes were black and wet like oil

and she ties your hands with a string of pearls

 

And you tremble like a frightened bird

as she closes in and captures you

to place you in a silver cage,

deep within her poisoned womb

so once you're safe inside, she might let you out

to fly in circles around the room

but it's always night, and there is no moon

 

And you wonder if you are alive

and you're not sure if you want to be,

but you drink her sweat like it was wine

and you lay with her on a bed of blue

and it's awfully sweet

like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning
when you start to raise your head?
And does he sing to you, incessantly,
from the space between your bed and wall?
Does he walk around all day at school,
with his feet inside your shoes?
Looking down every few steps
to pretend he walks with you?
Oh, Does he know that place below your neck
that's your favorite to be touched?
And does he cry through broken sentences like,
"I love you far too much"?

Does he lay awake listening to your breath
Worried you smoke too many cigarettes?
Is he coughing now
On a bathroom floor?
For every speck of tile
There's a thousand more
You won’t ever see
But most hold inside yourself
Eternally

Well, I drug your ghost across the country
And we plotted out my death
In every city, memories would whisper,
"Here is where you rest."

I was determined in Chicago
But I dug my teeth into my knees
And I settled for a telephone
Sang into your machine,

"You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine."

And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw
That her father gave to her
She had eyes bright enough to burn me
They reminded me of yours
And in a story told, she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
And there were rows of ripe tomatoes, where a secret was concealed
And it rose like thunder
Clapped under our hands
And it stretched for centuries
To a diary entry’s end
Where I wrote,

"You make me happy,
Oh, when skies are gray.
You make me happy
Oh, when skies are gray, and gray, and gray."

Well the clock’s heart it hangs inside its open chest
With its hands stretched towards the calendar hanging itself
But I will not weep
For those dying days
For all the ones who've left
There's a few that stayed
And they found me here
And pulled me from the grass
Where I was laid