A Day In The Life Of A PoolsharkNever could see past the skin
They make you believe
Beauty's from within
Don't know why
'Cause it's just not true
I could never be apart
Of something I did not help to start
Don't know why
A Light At The End Of The TunnelA light at the end of the tunnel
A secret society
And regents stay there
In there
Attack their tunnel
Atop the plateau
Of broken dreams
A Silent FilmIn the back of your minds
We are thinking of a kiss
I am bored again
I'm awake, I was dreaming
In the age of divorce
And I am bored again (x2)
Cruel World EnterpriseConcentrate on making love
Concentrate on making love
Concentrate on making love
Concentrate on making love
Now that we found you out
And feel this deception
We'll hold our ground
ElephantConversation works to expose,
How heavy is the burden of your soul?
Enough to disguise
All you might’ve said?
Oh, the elephant dies.
I felt damnation in all its throes,
A complication when confronted
Glass FieldsQuit playing with fire
You'll get burned
Quit playing with fire
You'll get scarred
I've got too many
Excuses to never love again
Good LuckLuck out you might,
But don’t rest on it.
Find out you like
Separating hairs from skin.
If struggle operates as a driving force,
Then where’s the hope I’m fighting for?
If struggle operates as a driving force,
Hybrid MomentsIf you're gonna scream,
Scream with me
Moments like this never last
When new creatures rape your face
Hybrids open up the door
Ooh baby when you cry
Your face is momentary
In Record ShapeCall it what you will,
If pressed and pressed again
Then something surely spills.
Who cleans and who forgets?
It’s hard to tell if I am well.
These spinning lights are disco hell.
Last ChanceThere has to be good in here
Have all things gold turned souvenir?
But what was that you said?
All the things we love we hate instead
Last chance as if it could hurt
Too much to be first
The first admit the lie
LucidWake me from this lucid dream
I no longer have control
Grabbing hold of nothing
Slipping down the Nile
Soft river in white water
Dragging down the ill lit road
Gasps for air and awkward chokes
Militance PromThese are the words to our song
(So where’s it going now?)
Reinforced outward sound
(It helps to write it down)
Well do you think they’d mind?
(I guess we’d have to find out)
I don’t think we’ve got much time
(Let’s do it in a round)
NightlifeUnto the dines
Should berine
With flowers in her hair
She
Calm the wind
Calm and thick
I think
Open RegisterPlease dont love too soon
To your self
I might have to
To your cell phone
I don't want to
Do you?
I don't think so, so please just act slow
It's so ugly
Planted In The Dark(I just called to say)
I got your message the other day,
Passed it down the alleyway,
Slid inside the cracks in the woods.
(I, just, called, to say)
(I, just, called, to say)
Recurring DreamIn this fever
And sleeping as it overrides my ability
A diaform of carrying the day
It seems a day is all it takes to forget
That our watches run backwards
And our cells begin to disappear
Loosing what colour they once retained
Possession framing intentionary
Red MuseumCame in through an open window
Through a small mistake
Glanced over at your sleeping baby
We can hardly wait
In the red museum
It's had to sleep
We are known for the lack
Retina And The SkyThe golden shore of certainty
And riding on simply
Because theres nothing else to do
When nothing ever gets done but
I can see
The day turning bright
Up ahead, up ahead
Spark PlugFortunes wide, im riding on. (Through the spectrum, the spectrum)
You wanna tumble with me, I’ll take you out. (With election, election)
Don’t bother to retreat, we’ll hunt you down. (We’ve connections, connections)
We will not stop until we find out who did this.
Well okay, we’ll hear you out.
But first we’ll tie you down and show you just what pain’s about.
strange we should meet hereThe phone we wake up
Friends for a time Friends for a time
I will be so
Glad to call you mine
So glad to call you mine
The valley we love
The ReignsI sat and contemplated everything and nothing came
This dry skin is aging and cracking, but I still sing
Let the sun wash over me
These warm thoughts are a shade of the truth
Seem to be a forest growing out of harvest
Keeping me sustained
Straying from the obvious into the strange
The Violent Tango[something subtle in background]
Go
Down
No more
Arms
Kissed
Kills
Theme From The PitTore down defense
Make sure I wasn't really there
What are the reasons
To pursue this affair?
I have exhausted my options
And they all are staying back at me
Each one with its offering
To Buy A GunTo me it seems
To ask for reason's a plea for change
And a law that they set out what’s love
Of course this means giving up from all my sleep
But it's warm
So warm in here
I'm restless to escape
White NoiseDesperate for a pray for this,
heaven sent an angel down to kill me, to kill me,
these are words I can not put,
words are prhases please,
resume that song, that song.
Another doubt...
searching for that someone to befriend, befriend.