Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rival Cycle, artist - The Receiving End Of Sirens. Album song Between The Heart And The Synapse, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 25.04.2005
Record label: Triple Crown
Song language: English
The Rival Cycle |
Alongside all hearts as they finish with backdrop cities |
Like jagged teeth digging deeper |
Ripping new wounds for former scars |
Stricken with insomnia |
Sickened lungs insist on heavy breathing |
And the conductor is conducting electrical time signatures |
And I fall into rhythm. |
My life is a rhythm |
And my feet will improvise; |
(my feet off beat.) |
As I sputter at the knee like a leaking faucet |
You’ll be undercover, under covers, |
Sleeping with the enemy |
This is what we like to call internal espionage |
Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes |
Talking circles around each other, |
Deserting halos to be |
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words |
On the search for girls |
(Stricken with insomnia) |
With milk-carton father figures |
My veins are pulsing |
(Free-form jazz) |
To peninsula extremities |
My fingertips tap |
Polyrhythms like nervous fragments from a nervous mouth |
And these words set the cadence |
To the crude interpretation of scripts and codes |
Breeding pixels without homes- |
Reside in my mind; |
Resonate in my eyes |
So affect this love affliction. |
Leave the injured overturned; |
Fight for breath with flailing arms, |
In vain, to float the bane. |
Tentative tastes for those less interesting |
Leave the injured overturned. |
Fight for breath with flailing arms, |
In vain, to float the bane. |