Lyrics Amnesia - Kill the Vultures

Amnesia

Behind the curtains are closed doors
Half truths and cold floors
I got my backbone
Sorry you sold yours
Untold wars burn in our sleep
Surrender to silence and the turn of the key
Learning to speak the tongue
Of looking busy when the preacher come
Never learned the manuscript
Proper but i could teach you some
Two doors in front of you
Don’t settle for either one
Son of a gun or another believer’s son
Inhale dust particles flipping through old articles
Trying to find the source of where it started
From its hard to know
I know conviction is a lost cause carved in stone
Still remembers dull blades long after the scars are gone
Pulled the plug but the motor’s still running
It ain’t over till something stops the overkill coming
The colder chill hunts me
I’m not in good company
The wallpaper’s dizzy and the paranoia’s unleashed
Runs free
Runs wild like god’s son’s bastard child
Living on the stoop with cheap beer and black & milds
Pass the vile
I wouldn’t mind forgetting some
For getting high, forgetting dumb
Whichever one is quicker, son
Ridiculous
It’s only neckties and hypocrites
Reading from a book and drinking fake blood it was written with
Splitting hairs
Splitting families and splitting lips
Get in bed with them and spread the politicians
Amnesia, now you’re a believer
But the drugs won’t save you and the church won’t either
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
Hands up, face down
You know the procedure
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
But the drugs won’t save won’t save you
And the church won’t either
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
Hands up, face down
You know the procedure
What you running from
It’s standing there, must be fate
Might as well look your demon in it’s ugly face
Go ahead and try to turn it into something safe
Until you realize you brushing your teeth with a rusty blade
Let’s escape through the unified solitude
Humanize the bottle, too
And pray nobody follows you
Cover your tracks well
Holler if you catch hell
If i’m not there in time i didn’t know you that well
No pressure, hold tight
No pressure
Don’t look down
Don’t look back, they’ll get 'cha
Bet your bottom buck
Cool and cordial is not enough
They went to tip their wine glass bottoms up and got ‘em stuck
Must be dipping out your own supply
Living life in one gear: over drive, no surprise
Here’s a blessing to the frozen sky
Let us see just one more sunset it’s closing eyes
I broke the bottle that’s buried inside my pigment
The pigment is just a color that colors all of my vision
I seen it clear enough for the both of us
I’m bout to fill your sober cup so maybe you can open up
Open up a little more
Put it on the killing floor
And you can fight your civil war
That’s not a riddle or simile, metaphor
It’s just the goddamn truth that you must need a symbol for
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
But the drugs won’t save you and the church won’t either
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
Hands up, face down
You know the procedure
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
But the drugs won’t save won’t save you
And Jesus don’t need ya
Amnesia
Now you’re a believer
Hands up, face down
You know the procedure