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Where We Breathe
03:06
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If every day was the same
I would have died years ago
My calendar is marked with blood red X's
For every 24 hours ive suffered through
Today has been
Cluttered with..
Broken teeth and filthy stitches
And a conscience that won't shut up
I understand that your worst is beating the hell out of my best
But I can take it (I can take it)
The one thing that I'll never get
Is how you turned out like all the rest
But I can take it (but I can take it)
It says a lot
About the difference..between me and you
But if you're all that I've got
I'll have nothing left
After what I'm about to do
Let's begin
This autumn drive
One jerk of the wheel
We'll see how cold this November water really is
I understand
That your worst is beating the hell out of my best
But I can take it (I can take it)
The one thing that I'll never get
Is how you turned out like all the rest
But I can take it (but I can take it)
And I'll watch your blood run thin
Through infected wounds and softened scars again
I'll watch your blood run thin
Through infected wounds and softened scars
It's my favorite kind of day
Filled with the things we fear
Will find us where we sleep, and fuck us where we breathe (that won't just fade away)
The way I let you fade away
I let you fade away..
The way I..
Let you fade away
Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day
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The air tears at my skin
Robbing my veins of the life
I'd hoped to have
You killed a part of me tonight
And left the frozen air to finish the job
Now I realize
The cowardice you kept behind your bloodshot eyes
And awkward frame was calling the shots
And I was left depleted
Grinning like a retard who thought you were there
When you had retreated
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm face down in the mud
My eyes still bruised and purple
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm face down in the mud
My eyes still bruised and purple
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
And I swear
If I could take this knife out of my back
I would, I would
But between the loss of blood
And the loss of my trust in you
I don't think it'd do any good
Now I realize
The cowardice you kept behind your bloodshot eyes
And awkward frame was calling the shots
And I was left depleted
Grinning like a retard who thought you were there
When you had retreated
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
If love existed
We wouldn't be so soft
And easy to ruin
If love existed
We wouldn't be so soft
And easy to ruin
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3. |
This Broken Killswitch
03:54
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So here's the sum of our parts
An overwhelming willingness to expire
And ugly hands that were built for breaking
The ugly second chance that i'm taking
Go
We'll realize that we're brilliant at dying as more bullets kiss
And more blades cushion our awkward movements
So don't look at me when we all run out of room for caring
And bury hope with our useless hearts
I'm digging graves for everyone
And my hand is getting tired from
Writing out this killing spree
So it's reaching time. reach for home where
Everyone is waiting to forget you
Reach forward and prop yourself up on
The smiling skulls of liars
I'm reaching into my pocket
But the gun's gone off
You want to talk about pain?
Let's talk about pain, motherfucker
It's something i know everything about
And soon you'll understand why
Please stop me before i kill again
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Victor Versus the Victim
02:36
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This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the end of my rope
So bite down
Tell me how this concrete tastes
And tell me for the last time that you're sorry
So I can laugh out loud as I watch you
Struggle; broken, bloody, barely breathing, yeah
The truth is, there's been an autumn in me
And it's been that way since May
Yeah, I've hoped forever
Diminishing myself with my unconscious
This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
Yeah, this is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the end of the line
And my shoes, ripped and ruined from running,
Have finally found their final resting place, yeah
At the base of your skull and once again
Someone's left to clean up your mess
Once again someone's left to clean up your mess
Once again someone's left to clean up your mess
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Sketch Artist Composite
03:34
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I can't believe how smart you think you are
Do you even know i'm right behind you and that i saw you stumble home?
Yeah i was there when you took that breath
Unaware that it would be your last one
I'm sure that you would have said goodbye
And i know that everyone will miss you
No, i'm not sorry for what i've done
Close your eyes i'm gonna make you famous
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out. (x2)
My god, it's beautiful the way the crimson syrup drains away
The art in the knife as it lathers red milk
You are my canvas
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out.
Has a strange way of working out.
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6. |
A Torrid Love Affair
04:26
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The first time I saw a body bend that way
I realized that we're more beautiful dead than alive
With bloodied flesh removed, your rib cage ripped away
And I saw why they say beauty comes from the inside
It won't be the same this time around
You'll never be the same again
I promise to never forget you
You'll remember me
For as long as you live
And your life ends right here, right now
As I tear your heart apart
I'll take your hair with me
Wrapped around my bloodied knuckles
As a soft, silken reminder
Of the day you discovered
That even the softest words
Can't heal the deepest wounds
I pray that they find you
And use the softest words
To hide the hardest truth
I'm covered in your blood
It's over. We're better
One day we'll forget you
Were so right and so clever
I'm covered in your blood
It's over. We're better
One day we'll forget you
Were so right and so clever
I'm covered in your blood
It's over. We're better
One day we'll forget you
I'll take your hair with me
Wrapped around my bloodied knuckles
As a soft, silken reminder
Of the day you discovered
That even the softest words
Can't hide the hardest truth
I pray that they find you
And use the softest words
To hide the hardest truth
Save me from this
Love affair with broken hearts
Before it's too late
Save me or save yourself
Love affair with broken hearts
Before it's too late
Me or save yourself
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The air tears at my skin
Robbing my veins of the life
I'd hoped to have
You killed a part of me tonight
And left the frozen air to finish the job
Now I realize
The cowardice you kept behind your bloodshot eyes
And awkward frame was calling the shots
And I was left depleted
Grinning like a retard who thought you were there
When you had retreated
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm face down in the mud
My eyes still bruised and purple
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
I'm face down in the mud
My eyes still bruised and purple
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
And I swear
If I could take this knife out of my back
I would, I would
But between the loss of blood
And the loss of my trust in you
I don't think it'd do any good
Now I realize
The cowardice you kept behind your bloodshot eyes
And awkward frame was calling the shots
And I was left depleted
Grinning like a retard who thought you were there
When you had retreated
I'm slowing down into a shallow circle
While my heartbeat fills the gaps
Between sporadic and failing gasps
If love existed
We wouldn't be so soft
And easy to ruin
If love existed
We wouldn't be so soft
And easy to ruin
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I can't believe how smart you think you are
Do you even know i'm right behind you and that i saw you stumble home?
Yeah i was there when you took that breath
Unaware that it would be your last one
I'm sure that you would have said goodbye
And i know that everyone will miss you
No, i'm not sorry for what i've done
Close your eyes i'm gonna make you famous
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out. (x2)
My god, it's beautiful the way the crimson syrup drains away
The art in the knife as it lathers red milk
You are my canvas
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out.
Has a strange way of working out.
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Is it still you and me against the world? All I've got to lose are my teeth.
We're gonna throw it down together, tonight.
We're gonna burn this town to the ground and laugh over the flames.
Collapsible sentiment fills our lives.
I've burned pages behind me and mountains before.
Watch us break at the waist and bleed from our fingertips...
Nailing our coffins to our outstretched arms.
I'm lost in a haze of myself.
My memory is too filled with fists
And my hands are too weak from writing down our lives.
Here we are... watch us go.
Four shots fire out, cold and hollow
And your eyes give in to that shattered glass shine.
So I call out and I follow.
Passion can't apply when we're so drained and pale.
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10. |
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This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the end of my rope
So bite down
Tell me how this concrete tastes
And tell me for the last time that you're sorry
So I can laugh out loud as I watch you
Struggle; broken, bloody, barely breathing, yeah
The truth is, there's been an autumn in me
And it's been that way since May
Yeah, I've hoped forever
Diminishing myself with my unconscious
This is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
Yeah, this is the sound of tooth against bone
Against cheering crowds and broken homes
This is the end of the line
And my shoes, ripped and ruined from running,
Have finally found their final resting place, yeah
At the base of your skull and once again
Someone's left to clean up your mess
Once again someone's left to clean up your mess
Once again someone's left to clean up your mess
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11. |
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I can't believe how smart you think you are
Do you even know i'm right behind you and that i saw you stumble home?
Yeah i was there when you took that breath
Unaware that it would be your last one
I'm sure that you would have said goodbye
And i know that everyone will miss you
No, i'm not sorry for what i've done
Close your eyes i'm gonna make you famous
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out. (x2)
My god, it's beautiful the way the crimson syrup drains away
The art in the knife as it lathers red milk
You are my canvas
And i never got to know you
And i never knew your name
Yeah, life's not fair...but you know it
Has a strange way of working out.
Has a strange way of working out.
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Is it still you and me against the world? All I've got to lose are my teeth.
We're gonna throw it down together, tonight.
We're gonna burn this town to the ground and laugh over the flames.
Collapsible sentiment fills our lives.
I've burned pages behind me and mountains before.
Watch us break at the waist and bleed from our fingertips...
Nailing our coffins to our outstretched arms.
I'm lost in a haze of myself.
My memory is too filled with fists
And my hands are too weak from writing down our lives.
Here we are... watch us go.
Four shots fire out, cold and hollow
And your eyes give in to that shattered glass shine.
So I call out and I follow.
Passion can't apply when we're so drained and pale.
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Forge Again Records Chicago, Illinois
Chicago DIY label established in 2000.
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