Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill The Music, artist - Every Time I Die. Album song Gutter Phenomenon, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 12.06.2006
Record label: Ferret
Song language: English
Kill The Music |
Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover |
Dumb and pulsing we’ve become |
The bedroom door is an old black lung |
It’s arrhythmic |
Uninviting and pliable |
With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us |
Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness |
Never minded the faithless courage of shame |
Or the bravery of oblivion |
When I’m on her mind, I’m never coming back |
If two timing is what it takes |
Then we’ll both know one take is all we need |
We’re not equipped to stay, unloved |
But it’s all we’ve got and we’re not at all alright |
Come on baby, give me the creeps, yea |
Give me the creeps |
Come on, give me the creeps, yea |
Give me the creeps |
Either you and I or both must go |
Either you and I or both must go |
When I’m on her mind I’m never coming back |
If two timing is what it takes |
Then we’ll both know one take is all we need |
We’re not equipped to stay, unloved |
But it’s all we’ve got and we’re not at all alright |
There’s no difference between being holy and alone |
That’s why I’m eagerly fleeing the scene |
Lead footed |
Baby return the favor and leave somebody you love |
Well if they come back they’re drunk and they’re lonely |
We all get lonely |
God forbid we indulge when at sea |
Just the tempest, the temptress and me |
Naturally bored thriller |
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve been |
Or the exacting improvement of sin |
I’m handing myself over |
I’m turning myself in |
War has no glory like a woman ignored |
So here’s to the empires polluted with dead |
And the truckers wives who erected them |
I know the stripper’s real name |
I know the stripper’s real name |
I know the stripper’s real name |
I know the stripper’s real name |
Stop me if I’m wrong |