1. |
In Suspension
03:02
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Am I allowed an expression?
Two leather spears
Don't get in our space
For while you’re here
Don’t want a loser's streak
At the very hour
With a list of nonsense
To figure out
In suspension, are we? Are.
In suspension, are we? Are
I just told myself to find out, out
Who suspends disbelief?
That demolition
Caressed your face
Don’t you know my chosen song,
I walk so near?
To lose a wanted spell
Do you want to crash inside?
I would less describe
A vow of hate
In suspension, are we? Are.
This does not decide fear, fear
In suspension, are we? Are.
It’s the devil inside you, you
You, you
You, you
Came looking for an easy way.
Came looking for an easy way out.
Came looking for an easy way out.
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2. |
Flesh Upon Flesh
03:29
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Simply, darling
Same as old
What I desert
A thousand Virgils
And Valkyries lay unheard
It’s the iron-grasping hand
Are the neighbors pounding mad?
I just want to sleep with you
Nothing I can't handle
And the pause of thrill rehearse
As we bend the will alive
Flesh upon flesh
Nothing short of a scandal
Super-sonnet
Lives among
The dowry hearse
I’ll leave you to it
Ask you to join
The jousting mad
It’s the secrets that you hide
We don’t know the hour of day
I just want to sleep with you
Nothing I can't handle
Endless summer
That joy, do you fake?
Flesh upon flesh
Nothing short of a scandal
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3. |
Pink Velvet Tears
02:33
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Philman and I
Crawl in the station
This is not your fault
This is not your fault
This is not your fault
But they’re not aware anymore
Awaken the night
Pink velvet teal
Velvet tears
We’ve done all we can
We’ve done all we can
All we can
But they’re not aware anymore
I must obey my heart’s tale
Heart ache
I don’t know what to do
Pale and frail
Unlock the door
To make brash decisions
It’s like a loaded weapon
It’s the acid that drips
It’s just eating your skin
The acid that drips
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4. |
Dull
02:06
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These arrow sight-seers
Are aiming high
Daily
Daily
Don’t it figure
What you wanted to believe
Got no aesthetics
I’m underwhelmed
Drowning
Drowning
Don’t it figure?
It’s the only way out
Way out
No matter what, I can’t understand
It kinda feels surreal
No matter what, I can’t understand
It kinda feels surreal
‘Cause I
Gotta find
Gotta find
What you figure
Is the treatment for--
Dull minds
Dull minds
I’ve lost my way
Don't mind
Dull minds
Have lost their way
Drowning
Drowning
I’ve lost my way
Dull blindness
Don’t mind this
You’re lost today
Way to go
Way to go
Way to go
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5. |
The Silence
04:00
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6. |
Forever
04:12
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I’m as dead as you, dear
Writhen for the season
Drowned in the ashes
Of these heathens
And the burning shadow never fades
And the secrets yearning to remain (buried)
And the burning shadow never fades
And the secrets yearning to remain
And the shivers stake their claim
Heaven looking to pertain
To you dear, forever-louse
And old habits never change
Might harbor a break
From you, dear
Forever-louse
Longing to unravel
Horrid plague in fervor
And when I feel down, I am really down
So the sun can engulf the earth in flames
And when I’m beaten, I am really beaten
I’m a loser eager to explain my ways
And the shivers stake their claim
Heaven longing to pertain
To you dear, forever-louse
Here I go, come round again
Here I go, come round again
Imagine
Forever
Forever-louse
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7. |
Subtle Charcoal Remains
04:09
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When it struck me
I could not decide
What to do with
These empty glances of—
Chased
By the sound of the void
It’s a call that never betrays
The sound of the void
And the urge to just create
With a lash disintegrates
Through the call of the void
It’s the call of the void
Seize how’re they’re riled
Seize how’re they’re riled
Slice
The warmth we never brush
Unholy mess we’ve made
Deceiver of a touch
And I see them flaunt around
Someone less can’t bring them down
I guess I’ll self-destruct
I guess I’ll self-destruct
See how they are
See how they are
Subtle charcoal remains
(Do you swallow the poison, swallow the poison?)
Subtle charcoal remains
(Does it make you happy, if it makes you happy)
There is no resolution
(Swallow the poison, swallow the poison)
Subtle charcoal remains
(Does it make you happy, if it makes you happy)
What’s this fantasy
You seem to entertain?
Don’t delude me into your will
And I cut off all ties
And I cut
It’s not the answer
It’s not the answer
And I wake up in bed
With an ache of regret
It’s not the answer
No, it’s not
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It's three o clock in the morning
The bells have rung
Invite the new frontiers
We’re barrel drunk
And the sun ain’t melting
The memories that we have earned
It’s three o clock in the morning
The bells have rung
Before the fire dies out
Before the night runs out
The sun ain't melting memories
See the road beneath
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9. |
A Purpose
04:04
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Don't bother the night
Don't bother to pray
Horrid murders outright
The shape becomes her face
For
You here
You here
Sitting inside a twist f fortitude
You by my window
Lies preservation
You by my window
Hiding a purpose
I survive
Through the fallen twist of chance
Begging for a rescue
From the lingering dawn
We ought to protect
You by my window
Lies preservation
You by my window
Hiding a purpose
A fear of the worst that we have faced
Our paths are shattering last
Choking on the words
Of regret
With these doubts in mind
You ought to choke
You by my window
Lies preservation
You by my window
Hiding a purpose
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10. |
Spoken Terrain
03:39
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Never were known for your accuracy
You’re never quite sure, the aim
You never know how they’ll get to abuse
Your certainty of waste
You never know why
Why they’re looking to fine
The foolish and the weird
You never were known for your accuracy
You’re never quite sure, the aim
Empty my thoughts
Empty my vault
Empty my sole refrain
Empty my dreams
We’re casualties
In this spoken for terrain
You’re never quite sure
Why you’re breeding yarns
You think you’re original
You spend your money
On those stupid cons
Who claim to upsell the toil
You know what to do here
You know what to do here
You never were known for your accuracy
And you’ve got no one to blame
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11. |
Gleaming Inside
03:20
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12. |
Scene of the Crime
04:15
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They can’t see what we’re doing
They’re blinded by the storm
There’s no one here
There’s no one here
I can’t vouch for an answer
For the toll its taken
The gems are to the right
And what we’ve been through
Blood steps are leading
From the scene of the crime
And I tried to save his life
But his spirit gave away
The alarm went off
The alarm went off
Don’t wait around, man
This time of silence
I didn’t steer you wrong
Let’s count our luck here
And split the diamonds
And let us face the facts
They don’t know we’ve set our sights
On their witless, most valued prize
No use lying beside the fear
No more bickering for hours
Hell would know
Hell would know
Hell would know
I can’t vouch for an answer
For the toll its taken
The gems are to the right
And what we’ve been through
Blood steps are leading
From the scene of the crime
Don't wait around, man
This time of silence
I didn't steer you wrong
Let's count our luck, dear
And split the diamonds
And let us face the facts
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Some Daggers Wear Red Los Angeles, California
Mike Cuenca is a writer/director and sometimes records music under "Some Daggers Wear Red".
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