1. |
Sweaty Palms
04:03
|
|||
With my modern memory
The Great War I remember
I was slaughtered in the wasteland
My head hanging off my neck
You dragged me through the feilds
But not before you had your way
And as I stood there watching you
My eyes began to glaze
Control is slipping from my sweaty palms
I'll crush your blackened heart to keep it
We can feel like we've been living
As our insides slowly rot
Because we hate the past and beg for it
To stop
The burns around my ankles
Don't compare to my black lungs
An addiction to abuse
And sad silver tongues
That are testing one another
To see who would break down first
So you crumbled at my feet
And I forgave you
Control is slipping from my sweaty palms
I'll crush your blackened heart to keep it
We can feel like we've been living
As our insides slowly rot
Because we hate the past and beg for it
To stop
I'm gonna watch you watch me watch you watch me go
I'm gonna watch you watch me watch you go
So you crumbled at my feet and I forgave you
Control is slipping from my sweaty palms
I'll crush your blackened heart to keep it
We can feel like we've been living
As our insides slowly rot
Because we hate the past and beg for it
To stop
I'm gonna watch you watch me watch you watch me go
I'm gonna watch you watch me watch you go
|
||||
2. |
Frankenstein
03:01
|
|||
I like your fingers Frankenstein
Catch the running foxes Frankenstein
I've got a fever
Do you mind if I don't leave here cause
I'm sure the Lord will take me un-divine
Emma stole my pearls oh, Frankenstein
There are flowers in the snow here Frankenstein
Secret virtues stop the wolves from eating out your eyes
I'm sure the reasons unseen catch you in the rye
Deathly Chambers
Silent to the bone
Flip the truth
And hide away among
The holes
Gathering blue tales of Frankenstein
Love will never find my Frankenstein
The road runs in the attic and
The streets with lights won't find the men
Who ran from business to their mists of wine
Deathly Chambers
Silent to the bone
Flip the truth
And hide away among
The holes
|
||||
3. |
2004
04:12
|
|||
Bless my magic mind
Bless my mortal feet
Bless my peaceful spirit
Bless my violent streak
Do you wanna know a secret?
I am feeling quite bleak
The mess I choose to make
Says sacredness has peaked
Bless the rookie soldier
Bless the seasoned king
And bless the locked and loaded guns
That come to end my signing
Sins of our fathers
A brief history
A spotlight on the doctors
Riots in the street
How easy is the rebel game,
When you're headed home to feed the shame?
Bless the roar of time
Bless the quiet brain
And bless the fear of being at the edge
At which I've lost all my pain
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Whatever Whatever, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp