Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Connector , by - A Lot Like Birds. Song from the album No Place, in the genre Пост-хардкорRelease date: 28.10.2013
Record label: Equal Vision
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Connector , by - A Lot Like Birds. Song from the album No Place, in the genre Пост-хардкорConnector |
| Go through solid stages not noticing me |
| Hands hold tightly |
| No one shares |
| Go through solid stages not noticing me |
| Hands hold tightly |
| No one shares |
| Doll it up! |
| At the rate the paint is peeling off the wall |
| We’ll need to cover it! |
| (cover it!) |
| Before it all falls apart! |
| Oh, it’ll all fall apart |
| Truss it up! |
| At the rate the skin is sloughing off our bones |
| They’ll need to bury us. |
| (bury us!) |
| Because we all fall apart |
| Yeah, we all fall apart |
| The open mouths of these rooms are connected |
| By a hallway, dark and narrow |
| That we pass through like marrow through bone |
| And we do it alone |
| I miss the point and wish I still didn’t dream |
| A taste gone mad, a sweet sadness, my favorite feeling |
| The whispering walls sound like an endless corridor |
| And at this rate, all the paint is peeling off the walls |
| And all I want to do is chase it (before it all falls apart) |
| Down the hall made out of frozen faces |
| Expressionless, eyes to the ground and lips locked tight |
| Ever so quiet, ever so quiet |
| And I never choose to taste hallucinations of what I’ve seen |
| Because I don’t see the difference between chasing ghosts in dreams |
| And chasing dreams in life |
| Doll it up! |
| All the ones still close to us |
| Are the ones that most of us |
| Still don’t see. |
| Still don’t see the way |
| I would have thought that it could be the sympathetic solution |
| Disillusion |
| And if I stayed or left would you notice more or less of my existence? |
| Out of the corner of my eye |
| I see the ghost stutter-stepping like strobe lights |
| Ever-inching closer, but always out of reach |
| So I hold my breath and keep it under my tongue |
| And wait until both of my lungs are filled |
| If I count to ten, will it all go away? |
| Brushed aside or pushed aside? |
| A difference in tension |
| Intention and force applied |
| Cast aside or passing by |
| People as canvases: blank outside and bleak inside |
| We learned (and it caused other things asunder) |
| To stay (and avoiding all the turmoil) |
| Out of the way of each other |
| Just stay out of the way! |
| Always colliding with the things that we had tried hard to avoid |
| We just bury them, close our eyes, cover it up |
| But what was buried managed to unlock the door |
| Even though we had boarded them, nailed them shut, hid the keys |
| Will we (in for it now) ever (board up the house) find happiness?! |
| Clarity?! |
| Peace of mind? |
| Follow me down the hallway |
| If I should take a fall, don’t look back |
| Pick a door |
| Any door |
| Any door! |
| NOW! |
| And now we sit in what was built on our dreams |
| A space, now sad, speaks madness, attempts concealing |
| The crumbling walls |
| It feels like our time is getting short |
| And it’s too late cause all the paint is lying on the floor |
| Did we selfishly erase it? |
| (And we have all ignored the fault.) |
| Busy filling mirrors with our damn faces? |
| Circling flaws that we find without respite |
| What do we find? |
| What do we find? |
| And in the meantime |
| All the vultures circle us in hopes to feed |
| Because they don’t see the difference between |
| Death disguised as life and life with lifeless eyes |
| Doll it up! |
| All the ones still close to us |
| Are the ones that most of us still don’t see the way |
| I would have thought that it could be the sympathetic solution |
| Disillusion |
| Because we all fall apart! |
| Oh, we all fall apart! |
| The open mouths close! |
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