1. |
Trip Mines in the Garden
02:26
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trip mines and barbed wire were all we had left
in our little garden in the back
and we sat there and wondered about all the times
we said we would clean them away
but rust and decay had long settled in and made it's home
in the grass and the weeds
so we raised our glasses high and waltzed into the metal
and the flesh below our knees fell like snowflakes to the ground
and we kissed beneath the sky and wiped the sweat from our brows
while our feet lay in rivers of blood
and you said "yesterday you told me
a story you've told a thousand times before
when you were drunk and I was trying to get you home..."
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2. |
Mountains Made of Dust
04:18
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well on a night like this
we all turn into mud
just another beer, another laugh, another piss and
give ourselves the truth
and realise what we are
a creature of mistake
a habit formed to break
well there are mountains made of dust
and rivers filled with skulls
and on the highest point of earth
corpses mark the way to
heaven just above
but what if heaven is right here
and whispers in your ear
have another round
and hey! (hey!)
take! (take!)
take all you can get
there's towers made of pills
and shrapnel made of gold
from all that we foreclosed
and beat until it cried
and fed until it died
and sat and watched it bleed
well you poured yourself a drink
reminisced about your hate
told several tall tales about
that girl you let escape
declaring your love
at an inconvenient time
a misplaced crooked smile
an utter lack of fate yeah
you looked into my eyes
slowly getting drunk
and you told me of your crimes
and you smiled while you said
there are mountains made of dust
and rivers filled with skulls
and on the highest point of earth
corpses mark the way
so hey! (hey!)
take (take!)
take all you can get
there's towers made of pills
and shrapnel made of gold
from all that we foreclosed
and beat until it cried
and fed until it died
and sat and watched it bleed
well you find more mistakes in a miserable state
and you search for green boots while you litter the place
and you can't breath clearly when you're huffing in fumes
and you carry small flags while your body decays
and you march past corpses on prepared lines
and you sit in bathtubs biding your time
and you take in the view with so little time
and we all descend in pieces of cloth
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3. |
Guttersong
03:41
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well i fell into a guttersong
the bars were cold the nights were long
people cried while others died
and liquor ran down all our legs
they say that hope hides behind doors
but i know death lurks every hallway
they say the sun will shine again
but i know shadows that never end
she said don't you ever leave this place
oh don't you ever leave this place
and if you should survive this night
i'll stalk you in your very dreams
and make sure that you never leave this place
well i waltzed into another song
the bars were warm and lit up the night
people smiled and wined and dined
but guttersong, she followed me
they say that everyone can change
but i know folks always the same
they say the dreams can come true
will if they do, god help us all
she said don't you ever leave this place
oh don't you ever leave this place
and if you should survive this night
i'll stalk you in your very dreams
and make sure that you never leave this place
well i tried to escape guttersong
like a man possessed i ran for hours
i collapsed in a heap somewhere
and embraced the help of guttersong
she said don't you ever leave this place
oh don't you ever leave this place
and if you should survive this night
i'll stalk you in your very dreams
and make sure that you never leave this place
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4. |
You Awoke In Filth
05:06
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you awoke in a filthy room
in a broken motel near some forgotten train tracks
and you held on to your bed with your very life
and beside you, your bible and shotgun shells
well ol' jack told you this would happen some day
if you kept up your devilish ways
yeah he told you never fall in love, never run away,
yeah your old man gonna take care of you
well but as they say, so the story goes
so you packed your bags, looking for life
looking for love and always finding fights
and you watched your back every step of the way
and you carried a gun, you said, just to be safe
and beside you, your whisky and shotgun shells
well ol, jack he ain't come looking for you
no he's lying somewhere buried quite deep
and you sometimes think of all he said
and remember his words like the blood on your bed
"son, you better know this one thing
well i get by with a bottle of booze
and i get by without you
don't wake your mama
don't wake your mama
don't wake your mama
don't wake your mama
she gonna wake up
she gonna wake up
all on her own”
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5. |
These Haunted Beds
03:10
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way out at sea
you brandished your new blade
and threw it to the waves
and your pain began to sing
and though we try to sleep
in these haunted beds
we can't
another swollen eye
begs forgiveness in your sink
but these waves keep on crashing
and clinging to your sleeves
and though we try to sleep
in these haunted beds
we can't close our eyes for long
before we get up and speak
and oh my darling
we all must grieve
for what we have done
and all we shall do
and all we have gained
and all we shall lose
so close your eyes
and once more think of me
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6. |
Our Shore
03:54
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on a weekend away near the shore
we lay in bed with all our clothes
shivering from the cold
we drank til the early morn
and in a weakened state of mind
you checked our car for bloodstains
and while i tried to get clean
you filled the bath with turpentine
and you said we need to get out of here
but you say that every evening we're here
well there's a place where we can go
yeah there's a place where we can feast
on the bones of all our friends who cared for us
on a weekday sitting at home
you phoned me up from the beach
you said it's seems to be warming up
why don't you come down and walk in the sand
and in a weakened state of mind
i drove those dusty roads
and as i woke up on the shore
you kissed me on my forehead
and you said we need to get out of here
but you say that every evening
well there's a place where we can go
yeah there's a place where we can feast
on the bones of all our friends who cared for us
so i'm heading to drown
in that cold, harsh sea
where no one will find me
and if you want to come along to
just kiss me again
and never leave my side
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7. |
Shivers
04:12
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i said goodbye
and walked off in a daze
a song was played
the chorus seemed to last forever
i danced for a while
in a drunken haze
i woke up alone
wired and stoned
somewhere in the distance
endless sirens wailed
i looked to the sky
and never wondered why
tear me down
make me sick
forget love
we are hosts
i said goodbye
and drove off feeling high
the rain came down
congealing in the gutter
body fluids
ran down the streets
well if passion could start fires
we could burn this whole city down
twisted and entwined in bed
caressing everything you see
a monstrosity, a philosophy of disease
tear me down
make me sick
forget love
we are hosts
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8. |
Time Will Tell
05:45
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we crawled on to the next old fountain
scratched a river on the concrete til it finally flowed
we took the dirty water just to mix it with gin
and we knocked on your door til you let us all in
we rearranged your schedule, drew up funeral plans
and we callously crept into your dining room
we blew out all the candles and we painted the walls
and we drank your high priced liquor and asked for more
well time will tell who's wrong
but time it seems to get lost
and home is where we go to hide away
we begged for mercy, moderation and peace
but then we laughed, bailed and chassed to the living room
we passed out in the hallway while you fixed your tv
well sometimes you just gotta be what's within
well time will tell who's wrong
but time it seems to get lost
and home is where we go to hide away
may this all wash away
we're all fucked up in our own way
drunk and drugged up, thrown away
waking up in alleyways
we're gonna dance in the river of skulls
maybe it's a sign of the times that we live in
just one more drink, one more hit
i swear this won't be my last
may this all wash away
we're all fucked up in our own way
drunk and drugged up, thrown away
waking up in alleyways
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9. |
Empty Room
01:41
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there’s an empty room
where you used to sleep
i don’t go in it much
it still smells of you
and it still feels like
you should be there
it’s a quiet room
but once in a while
i think i hear you move
there’s an empty room
where we said goodbye
i don’t go in it much
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we made a quiet crunch in the snow
the stars watched listless and cold
and all around, the smell of vodka and ash
but we trudged on purposefully
and with our boots covered in blood
and with our hands caressing mud
they all cried out your name
the night we stole ourselves away
we followed a cat for hours
before turning away for warmth
and slowly the lights began to flicker
and we streets signs all read the same name
and with our boots covered in blood
and with our hands caressing mud
they all cried out your name
the night we stole ourselves away
well a silent moment came and went
and all the stars descend for you
if you could just take one more breath
and wish this pain upon us all
well your name could be reverberations through the air
pronouncing each syllable as if the very sounds themselves
were angels caressing
our ears into sand, our minds into dust, our fingers into
puzzle pieces, our lives into pulp novels and
all our thoughts into pornography
just hold your breath below the ground
just hold your breath below the ground
they know where we sleep when we laugh
they know where we sleep when we laugh
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