1. |
Of All Enemies
05:08
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I live and die by my own sword,
I'm the product of the vote,
With fingers crossed behind my back
And one foot firmly down my throat,
I take three wrong moves backwards,
F-f-f-fading away,
But I'll grit my teeth,
I'll chagrin and I'll share it,
Cause this dog will be back to have his day.
I'll have my day.
I'm on my way to being the...
High-point of your day.
Take one more,
Take one step forward,
I will follow you,
I'll follow you to hell.
I am the enemy of all enemies,
And I will follow you,
I'll follow you straight to hell.
The eyes and ears of the past are much older
Now you're staring at them over your shoulder,
And when I'm back I'll be dressed in black,
Cause the Devil went and made me a little bit bolder.
I can't take a wrong move son,
I've lost the battle but the war'll be won,
So turn to face the shades of your fate,
Face your setting sun.
Your setting sun.
I'm on my way to being the...
High-point of your day.
Take one more,
Take one step forward,
I will follow you,
I'll follow you to hell.
I am the enemy of all enemies,
And I will follow you,
I'll follow you straight to hell.
I'll follow you,
Do you follow me?
I'll follow you.
Well do you follow me?
I'm on my way to being the...
High-point of your day.
Take one more,
Take one step forward,
I will follow you,
I'll follow you to hell.
I am the enemy of all enemies,
And I will follow you,
I'll follow you straight to hell.
Of all the enemies,
Of all the enemies,
Of all the enemies,
You chose me.
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2. |
View From The Grave
06:09
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So lost, so long,
Farewell again,
I wish that you could see me friend.
Breathe in, breathe out again,
It's a long and empty road ahead.
An old cliche I know,
But you'll find your way.
And through my fog,
Your blinding lights will stray.
Dial tones and many missed calls,
Lights off and alcohol galore.
Burnt out on cigarette dreams,
But none strong enough to shake the thought.
An old cliche I know,
But I've lost my way.
Comatose at night
So I can sleep through the day.
I should've died before,
For old time's sake and settled scores,
Now I will lie alone once more...
There's an open grave for me,
Where I can watch the clouds roll by.
There's a meadow of golden seed,
Where you can say your goodbyes.
Your eyes will open in time.
Birth marks are buried in stone,
The first dark outlines of life unknown.
Dry dirt lies level on me,
The ashes, the dust that keeps you keen.
An old cliche I know but I've gone away.
A man of moulded words,
Now lost in the clay.
I should've died before,
For old time's sake and settled scores,
Now I will lie alone once more...
There's an open grave for me,
Where I can watch the clouds roll by.
There's a meadow of golden seed,
Where you can say your goodbyes.
Your eyes will open in time.
With clenched fists I'll claw through the dirt.
Put everything I'll never have on scales,
And see what it's worth.
But with open hands I'll open minds,
I will withstand when I collide,
I'll know...
I should've died before,
I should've died before.
For old time's sake and settled scores,
Now I will lie alone once more...
There's an open grave for me,
Where I can watch the clouds roll by.
There's a meadow of golden seed,
Where you can say your goodbyes.
Your eyes will open in time.
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3. |
Skin Deep Saint
05:33
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She wears long sleeves to spite her dreams,
Long skirts, hair up, and no piercings.
She's got dirty fingers from turning pages,
A dirty mind with a filthy smile,
A whisper that I could hear for miles,
And miles.
Cause underneath it all,
You're still the same girl we all saw,
Thumbing through the catalogues,
Of lingerie and leather...
Can't make a fool out of me!
You think I'm blind,
But I can see through those eyes.
You're all lace and burnt rubber.
So drop your games,
We'll find our own sunset to ride into.
We'll stop chasing each other.
Come on honey, why you gotta look so sad?
Chest out, full pout, who made you mad?
You give me daggers but I'll keep smiling.
You give me shivers all down my spine.
So pack your bags honey, I'm gonna make you mine,
All mine.
Cause underneath it all,
You're still the same girl we all saw,
Thumbing through the catalogues,
Of lingerie and leather...
Can't make a fool out of me!
You think I'm blind,
But I can see through those eyes.
You're all lace and burnt rubber.
So drop your games,
We'll find our own sunset to ride into.
We'll stop chasing each other.
I know you think I'm blind,
But I love the way you ride.
I know you think I'm blind,
But I love the way you grind.
You think I'm blind,
But I can see through those eyes.
You're all lace and burnt rubber.
So drop your games,
We'll find our own sunset to ride into.
We'll stop chasing each other.
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