Lyrics
The
Somnambulist
V1:
Remember when you were asleep
Wasn’t that much better
All cozy comfort in the sheets
Wrapped in a big dream sweater
You may not be having any fun
But you’re not hurting anyone
Go back to sleep
V2:
Remember when you were alive
Isn’t this much better
You had to have so much drive
And be a real go-getter
You may not be getting
anything done
But you’re not hurting anyone
C:
Go back to sleep
And dream of a world where
nothing’s changed
Go back to sleep
Though your waking life is
rearranged
There is no pain
There isn’t anything
It’s not even real
It’s all the same
Tattered visions divined
Just to make us feel
V3:
Remember when you were awake
Isn’t this much better
You made a deal with that snake
Now you’re this forever
You may never see the setting sun
But you’re not hurting anyone
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Black Paint
V1:
I hate the ticking of a clock
Can’t stand the beating of my heart
Show me a mirror and I’ll break it
Frozen image, work of art
I smell the cycles of the moon
I can feel the building shake
I always feel like I move
It’s almost more than I can take
C:
Take your hair
Dip it in black paint
Paint your tongue, black
Never look back
V2:
I’ve got an unquenchable thirst
My skin is sensitive to touch
Sensations always hurt
But I never felt that much
In regards to theft blame the thief
No tree left un-hewn
Consider my patience tested
I won’t even leave a ruin
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Snake Goddess
V1:
I want my bones to crack
I wanna be too hot
Permit any attack
Be it minor or not
When will the day come
When I push too hard
Realize true form
Or end up scarred
C1:
I may be different
In the bad way
That gives me no right
To do and to say
All those
terrible things
The terrible things that I do
My claws buried, deep
Into my palms
Blood flowing free
Psalms 79:3
V2:
See all minor acts
As an enormous offense
All my victories
Call for indifference
My world feels small
As small as it is
And when I push out
I feel no resistance
C2:
You may be different
In the good way
But that gives you no right
To do and to say
All those terrible things
The terrible things that you do
My claws buried, deep
Into my palms
Blood flowing free
Psalms 79:3
B:
They call me poison
Because I am poison.
I am the rash
Feel proud of your treason
No meaningless task
Completed without frisson
No minor distraction
Ignored no matter the reason
I am the poison
And I will leave
None left to bury the dead
C3:
I may be bad
In the good way
But that gives me no right
To do and to say
All those terrible things
The terrible things that I do
My claws buried, deep
Into my palms
Blood flowing free
Psalms 79:3
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Anatology
V1a:
They don’t make glasses
Or braces
That can fix this
Most people don’t even know a thing about it
V1b:
I am alone, I am afraid
Part of me wonders
If I’ll wake up still
I’m out at night, I don’t know why
Lingering instinct or newfound thrill
I wanna sleep for a thousand years
But I can barely manage four hours
Birth of a star, or something worse
Relentlessly blasphemous
C:
Only the good die tragically
Only the bad live in infamy
So let’s be bad, let’s be bad
And live forever
Only the good guys
Have something to lose
The bad don’t love
They have nothing to bruise
So they can’t die, they can’t die
Let’s be bad
V2a:
They don’t have doctors
Or nurses
That can treat this
Most people don’t even know a thing about it
V2b:
It’s in the blood, It’s in the bones
If I could rip it out I would
I am the wolf, I am the man
Indeterminably bad or good
Don’t make me laugh,
don’t make me cry
Don’t let me down, don’t let me die
God of the sky,
a failed sun
A raging storm
in front of everyone
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City of the Living
Intro:
Things
Things could be worse
You’ve still got your health
In spite of the curse
V1:
Is it the same thing
To want to be the wolf
And actually be the wolf
Who made the monster
I turned out to be
Was it me
C:
I don’t want to want you to be
The person I want you to be
But I do
So I stay far away from you
V2:
Knowing I’m the problem
Doesn’t fix the situation
But It doesn’t hurt
Spine of wishbones
Overdue books and delinquent loans
Red alert
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Show Pony
Intro:
Some day I’ll die
And if I don’t
So much the worse
So much the worse
V1:
I was finite
In a probably finite world
But now that’s changed
The rest of my life before me
unfurled
Are we alive
Or just loaning life from god
And paying our debt by falling in love and losing it all
Ca:
In a million billion years
Our planet won’t still be here
Will I
Cb:
I’ve got powers beyond imagination
More than mere prestidigitation
But how far will I go
To reinvent myself
I keep all the things I don’t want outside in
No such thing as a perfect prison
Use all the silver you want
Nothing at all will help
V2:
Was I bit
Or was I born this way
I’ll need new clothes new shoes
And a new sobriquet
Am I the wolf
Or am I really just the man
Where do I stop and
Where does he start
And when will it end
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Overloud Heart
V1:
I’m shaky with my step
With every foot fall I feel
Like I might lose it
Are people looking my way
At an aesthetic as meaningless as counterfeit
Fix my eyes on
Fix my eyes on the horizon
Wish I could think like them
Feel like the points
In an un-mapped constellation
C:
I’ll need a haircut I suppose
But that’s not what you
Call that any more
I wake up late, I wanna die
I am a raging, burning civil war
If you cut me will I bleed
And if I do, what color will it be
If I’m asked I will not know
What it is that has become of me
V2:
Focus on my limbs
My arms and legs all
Working in tandem
I can get through this
Synapses shoot like memorandums
This is why we
This is why we can’t have nice things
Silver intolerance
Curse the name of the king of kings
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Casio Argento
V1:
What words
Can you put in a song
To make people stop thinking
And just sing along
Show them your heart
Hidden in plain sight
Illuminated
In calcium light
Ca:
No one likes a slow song
They like em short, don’t play too long
They’re not looking at you
They don’t see that you don’t belong
Cb:
So play fast, and play hard
Play so loud that they turn around
If they sneer, or if they cheer
Meet any reaction with a
Wall of sound
V2:
Play just well enough
So that they zone out
They won’t notice
When your words don’t rhyme
Center stage
Where they look through you
C’mon put on a show
I know you’re dying to
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Fix it in Post
V1:
We’ll pave over plot holes
We edit out the lows
Like they do on our favorite shows
They all fix it in post
Take all day to get the shot
And if by chance they fuck it up
They’ll just have to use what they got
And they fix it in post
C1:
We’ll fix it in post
V2:
That much closer to death
We’re all holding our breath
We all slow to a coast
We make love like a ghost
Which tests well with the young
Maybe that’s why it’s sung
Can’t tell that it’s overdubbed
‘Cause they fix it in post
C2:
We fix it in post
V3:
You don’t see any pain
The colors are flush not plain
It all looks preordained
‘Cause we fixed it in post
Programmed artificial rain
Patterns on the windowpane
We got it spell your name
‘Cause we fixed it in post
C3:
We fixed it in post
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Size of Cinema
V1:
Let’s rob banks
Use our powers for
Evil instead of good
Ditch the loot
Drive aimlessly around the
neighborhood
For god’s sake
Do one thing to make us feel alive
If I don’t leave
The house, I don’t think
That I’ll survive
C:
For the first time ever
I wanna run, I wanna bleed
Put my best face foreword
I wanna rule, I wanna lead
I pray for power
I wish for some semblance of control
Disposition dour
As above, so below
Let kingdom come
V2:
They call me Errol) Flynn
No they don’t
They don’t call me anything
Be the first to swing
Lean into every approaching sling
Win every fight
Even with your sisters, in a dream
Curl up your fists, asleep
Show them exactly what you mean
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Monomyth
V1:
There’s nothing like the silence the snow brings
When my telephone rings
My heart sings
Too
Is it you
On the other line
Calling to change my mind
My heart beats
So hard that it skews my sight
We’re not gonna be alright
At the end of the night
C:
I am a siphon
I am a seave
I am a catalyst
I am a conduit
It’s the real world
With real people in it
I am a brush fire
I am a leaf
I am a hurricane
I am a monument
To the real world
The real people in it
V2:
Learning to love the silence
My house brings
Now empty of your things
My heart clings
To
The old you
Though you were never there
You were as air
My heart beats
So slow and with clean blood
Levies open after the flood
New flesh, new bud
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Take a Look at Virginia
V1:
I am the star burning
Through the midday sky
I am the long shadow
When the sun is high
I am mercury
Fighting a desert
Carving grooves in to stone
Nothing left to divert
C1:
But take a look at Virginia
‘Cause she’s doing fine
She’s got a hold of her limerence
And I’ve got a hold mine
Take a look at Virginia
Charlotte, Theo, and Elliot
And a wave of belligerence
Crashing over the parapet
But take a look at Virginia
‘Cause she’s doing fine
V2:
I am a heavy neutrino
I am a liminal space
I am a camera
I am an interface
Deep in the rings of Saturn
Thrive thieves and shepherds
No celestial bodies
Long remain un-tethered
C2:
Take a look at Virginia
Now she’s on top
She’s got a hold of her limerence
Nothing can make her stop
Take a look at Virginia
Pythagoras and Mandelbrot
Quiet heart now vociferous
A Guinevere for a Lancelot
But take a look at Virginia
Now she’s on top