
Date of issue: 26.10.2009
Record label: ARMS
Song language: English
Take these silver bullets, I don’t need them now |
Well I ran through this canyon, and they’re laying me down |
Sentimental words are for the pigs and cows |
We’re not allowed to find our fill |
Killing times were not that bad |
They kept us locked inside our heads |
And after beating back the dread |
We had to laugh cause every grain of sand |
Had a supporting hand in what was said |
And I said |
That you’re dead |
And you deny it |
Killing floor had metal slabs |
The blood we lost fell through the cracks |
The crowd that formed below us clapped |
Their faces blank, and we just sat in line |
And thought of better times, before the end |
Before you left |
Before you said |
That you were faking it |
And then I said |
You’re dead |
And I said |
That I was lying too |
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Missing | 2016 |
Ana M | 2009 |
Fall | 2009 |
Jon the Escalator | 2009 |
Eyeball | 2009 |
Face-Gravity | 2011 |
Glass Harmonica | 2011 |
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Summer Skills | 2011 |
High Heels | 2011 |
Heat & Hot Water | 2011 |
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