- 44. Caliber Love Letter
Sifting through weathered photo albums
(Does it make a difference?)
Looking for gloriously aged polaroids
(This is the way it is)
(You think it really would make a difference? Would I hang on the beach in perfect black and hide?)
Of places you've never been.
(I broke through this hollow shell that once held me so tight I couldn't breathe)
A place to accept you don't exist
- A Dagger Through The Heart Of St. Angeles
Plaid skirts that hide love
Walk straight, single file.
Ties that restrict blood... to the brain.
Passing notes in math class.
Freedom wears your scars of desire.
It's a coming of age story.
Freedom wear your scars of desire.
- Accept Crime
Everybody on the count of three
Accept crime 1-2-3
Bethlehem to Galilee
Accept crime 1-2-3
Between the sheets, the voyeur watches you
And each caress takes us one step further from his tired truth
Say, we will be free to use our bodies as we please
- Accidents
I"m not sure what"s worse
The waiting or the waiting room
"You"re next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you
recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant
Your god is a two door elevator
Do they even cure you
(cut me open drug me)
- Adelleda
(Most of time George singing ofc.)
This is really (Dallas: Bury all of me) only all we have: day time, twilight, pitch black, (Dallas: Before I have a chance) night light.
You had the coldest eyes and the (Dallas: To open my eyes) softest touch:
(Dallas: To open my eyes) day time, twilight, pitch black, (Dallas: And see you laughing) night light.
These typed letters, beneath (Wade: Is this all we have?) me.
(Dallas: Or is it just the twighlight) Fuck with these buttons (Dallas: Beyond the skyline) and knobs long enough and (Dallas: Binding me?) maybe things will turn out fine.
- Boiled Frogs
A man sits at his desk
One year retirement
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do
Each passing year
The workload grows
I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
- Born and Raised
All blossoms die in the light of our new culture
Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered
Countless lessons lie in every fever dream
A million voices asking, what does it all mean?
I've lost all direction
I've lost all my direction
And now I wish, that I would have believed
- Burial
When will this winter end?
The snows been falling for months
The town all dressed in white
And my skin is burning from the wind
The cold sun in disguise
An assault from the morning light
My burial, I can't succeed
- Control
This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure you, it's present
This burden's not a heavy one
But I assure you it's .. it's present
You say that you're in control
You say that you are
I can't think of a time
- Counterparts And Number Them
Jennifer,
They lied to you.
When they said you couldn't breathe underwater.
(So here it is, the end is near)
I lied, too, when I said that I was hard.
(Never would've thought this might be something you'd so easily discard)
I'm soft...
Softer...
- Crisis
Album - Crisis [2006]
-
YEAH!
This town is going under.
The temperature is through the floor
Your fingers are turning black
- Dog's Blood
Endless whispers, skies that bleed
Dogs blood falls from it like rain
Choke the rivers, flood the streets
Canine era, canine teeth
New kind of soldier, born of scars
Cut so much skin and the blood of dogs
Face my arrow here in the field
Insides will drown, drink their own tears
- Drunks, Lovers, Sinners And Saints
ALRIGHT!
This is from our hearts
So suddenly a super chart to make some mistakes
We'll make some mistakes
Well it's a long time coming when your giving it everything
ALRIGHT!
- Emerald Street
Pregnant teens on the Barton street bus
Hard-up people living off crust
And there’s a beat-up town car - it’s starting to ruse
Hard soles are kicking up dust
Half a million people living in the corpse of the brown brick 50’s
To the north, all the small town outcasts are now big city bourgeoisie
All the boys in the halfway houses
- Get Fighted
"So make sure you love like you've never been hurt
and when you dance, dance like there's no one watching you"
'Cause you can waste your time, redefining the day that music died
Or you can spend your life, guilt free and ostracized
'Cause all the fashion in the world can't save you now
It's something, I'll write it down for you
- Grey
Big black wolf, clawing at your door
Dead man's hand, crawling across the floor
Witch on the horizon, brewing up a vex
Everyone in town is wondering who is next
Toothless tramp, crawling through the mud
Turned in to the dead by puffer fish blood
God of the sea, swinging his trident
Stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants
- Happiness By The Kilowatt
So this is continuous happiness
You know, I always
Imagined it something more
With the right drapes, the right paints
The right frames, this could really work
What a great day to spend indoors
Wake, wake up, wake, wake up
- Heading for the Sun
They are the nameless victims of a generation lost
Searching for somewhere to exist
Held captive by our mistakes
Weak and unable to resist
Resentful minds have ruled too long
You and old, weak and strong
- Hey, It's Your Funeral Mama
The sky is blue, the grass is brown
My head is buried inside this helmet
The ever present threat of parasites
So take my hand, let's get these motors running!
So you drive red (you drive red)
And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
(We'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
- It Was Fear Of Myself That Made Me Odd
(Breathe in all the air)
Spinning, arms spread
Crushing the tops of mountains
With my hands
As I dive into the Pacific
I flood the shorelines
- Jubella
You had such grace
(You had such grace)
In the end.
And I wish I could remember
(And I wish I could remember)
What colour
Your eyes were.
(Your eyes were)
- Keep It On Wax
I, I guess, the only thing cheap is your friends
You can always make new friends (oh no)
But it's not always worth as much (oh no)
Now this bridge is ashes
It might as well have never been built
It might as well have never been built
Little river that it crossed
- Little Girls Pointing And Laughing
(We can't)
I still can
(Stop now)
Remember what you did.
Your eyes filled
(We've got)
Discomfort
(To slow down)
- Midnight Regulations
I find myself concerned
For the common man, these days
Evil are the minds
That push the divide
Forced to live a life
In fear that his future is on the wane
Midnight regulations
Midnight regulations
- My God Is A Reasonable Man
don't care, I won't preach it
My god's a reasonable man
You preach the facts of sacred prayers
But your a terrorist of bigotry
Fueled by text that was written
In dead languages and different times
- No Rest
We greet each day with bloodshot eyes
The dirt of our labor still clingin to our hands
Filled with our warped intentions
The tread of our shoes filled with foreign sands
The sun laughs in all our faces
It shows a world that we can't save
So now, armed with blades in hand
We cut a path from birth to grave
- No Transitory
I'm in a constant state of getting cut
So why don't I feel anything?!
This is a violation
Maybe I forgot what it was like
Before it entered me
- Old Crows
Old crows ride in the mouth of the beast
Sleep beneath its tongue, cradled by its teeth
We roam from shore to shore
From the open sky to the ocean floor
The more we move the less we are ourselves
And when we finally stop, we've changed to something else
As rapid as a river flows
- Philosophical Significance Of Shooting My Sister In The Face. An Essay By James Secord
My name is James Secord
Everything was gone
With this bullet
In my sister's face
Maybe then they
Won't hear the screams
Pull the trigger
- Polaroids of Polar Bears
Raped by my childhood?
What the hell do I know about rape anyway?
Well, I guess it's fun to pretend.
Sorry.
Just a thought that occured when I wasn't quite awake enough
To dismiss.
It's easy.
- Pulmonary Archery
Alexisonfire (2002)
(Remastered) (Original intro)
Let's go!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and maintain
Some scrap of integrity and certainty
I guess.
- Rough Hands
was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived.
Don't look so surprised that I'm home, but just for tonight.
With rough hands and sore eyes
so don't speak, I am tired.
Let's just live through this lie.
She says i swear too much,
- Side Walk When She Walks
Dressed to kill, you look so right
I am drunk with lust tonight
Your wounds are opening wide
And they might be just my size
Now I'm afraid of open water
But I often bathe in sin
Let's be honest, you know you shouldn't bother
- Sons of Privilege
Sons Of Privilege
America blearing in my ears all day
America, I don’t see the glory of your ways
The oldest money flows through a bloodline
We’ll see if your empire stands the test of time
Don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
Be a slave to the sons of privilege
- That Girl Possessed
We won't forget that girl possessed
We won't forget that girl possessed
Possessed
Who knew her legacy would destroy her future?
You had such promise before your rape
You had such promise before your rape
- The Northern
He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
Oh they speak him near
He comes, he comes
Judge so severe
Seven trumpets speak
- The Nothern
he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
oh, they speak him near
he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
- This Could Be Anywhere In The World
This town has its claws buried in my neck
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate
The streets are in distress
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies
The grass is growing on top of my feet
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run
- To a friend
i'm thinking that it's time to get out.my patients are fading fast.mind bruises just a little bit easier.dark times and shadows cast.
what are you suffering for?your proud of some kind of personal war?and will you throw it away?for nothing more than a simple taste?
i'll stay in time and watch you pass by.paranoia woven deep beneath my skin.i'll draw this line and hope you'll take my side.breath slow.breath slow.you shouldn't have to fight alone.you shouldn't have to fight at all.its nobody's battle but your own.
panic holds me like a gun.firm and steadfast bleak and cold.i think its time to kill the drama.this life style's getting old.
whispers behind closed doors.eyes spy from dark windows.plotting minds that seek to harm me.or maybe not.i don't really know.
there is something waiting for me in the darkest part of my imagination.
i'll stay in time and watch you pass by.paranoia woven deep beneath my skin.i'll draw this line.and hope you'll take my side.breath slow.breath slow.you shouldn't have to fight alone.you shouldn't have to fight at all.its nobody's battle but your own.
this is just self-induced terror.there's more to come.this is just a glimpse.i tell myself it's all in my head.but i'm pretty hard to convince.
- Tonight I am Going to Wash the Hippy
Too late tonight, I'm gone and your miles ahead and I'm lost.
Throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what I need. [x2]
The light resides in lines, offset in different times.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
Frames change and I'm still lost.
scene stills lay still in this fog, and I try only to see straight through into you.
- Wayfarer Youth
Look forward, look forward
All you highway livers
It's time to leave the landlord
Swinging from the highest tree
We don't live, We fall
To every corner of the earth
Fuck your fences
Fuck your borders
- We Are The End
Look around, look around.
There's no affection, only infection.
Search yourself, search yourself.
Can I depend on you to surrender?
And we will storm their shores,
Eyes suffocating all they see.
Feet sturdy on the rubble that will soon be dust.
- Where No One Knows
Side-stepped land mines
And working-class attitudes.
Let's go.
This is a love song.
Deal with it. Deal with it. Deal with... it.
(And I will)
I will
- You Burn First
I said, "Come here, if there is a fire
'cause I want you
to burn first"
She screamed at me, "I want to be desired"
I said, "Easy girl,
I know it hurts"
- Young Cardinals
Go!
Strange things happen in the nighttime hour
Yesterday's buds are tomorrow's flowers
Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver
And powerful men raise their hands and deliver
All the superstitions to which we all cling
While high minds in Geneva ponder e8 vs. string
The sun hides itself concealing its grin