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G20 A Go-Go
05:23
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you've got her primmed up real proper now dressed in the finest of gowns
and she feels like shes fakin' with yr banners draped all around
but you've promised her such sweet rewards when you finally come to town
so her every peep of protest is nothing more than inaudible sound
for you whisper such grand promises into her ear
oh you whisper all the promises you know the world wants to hear
so you can come and go
and bring this city to her knees
so you can come and go
and use her as a base to plot yr schemes
so you can come come come and go
and leave in yr wake deceivingly cloaked lies bursting at the seams
so here you come now to use her and disrupt her space
and before you leave you'll be sure to spit in her face
so you come now now to claim yr so called rightful meeting place
assuming yr position as the worlds savior when yr really only its disgrace
and now you whisper such harsh threats into her ear
yes yr silencing her into submission through yr tactics of fear
so you can come and go
and bring this city to her knees
so you can come and go
and use her as a base to plot yr schemes
and she can feel you coming in her crookedly sloping sleep...
yes she can feel you coming as the days they slowly creep
oh how you'll come come come and go
and when you leave you'll take this city's soul
oh you'll come and go and leave nothing but a hole
deep scars from the blades of yr oppression
driving her into another dark depression
but you wont even know
for yr just here to come and go
yes yr just here to come and go oh no...
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a storm it is a-boilin'
i can feel it starting to swell
for no empire can topple
without the fight to be fell
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
and oh when they come a steppin' up
come a knockin' upon your door
will you try and hide
or will you just try and ignore
when they come poundin'
they come a knockin down yr door
will you be standin' up to them
or will you be cowering on the floor
(chorus)
and will you be listenin'
to every word they say
and will you be kneelin' down
when they tell you to obey
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and will they have to take you
will they have to break you
or will you have already given yrself away?
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
which side are you on?
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Nocturnal Nuisances
07:29
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there's an infestation crawling in my skin
and there's a sensation of insatiable itchin'
like all of my anxieties-
scratching out from deep within
all my fears and phobias crawling beneath my skin-
crawling beneath my skin
and oh these nocturnal nuisances are eating me alive
just keep telling myself wait it out, wait it out, just a little longer while
i can no longer hold the burden of my own denial
- just stuff it in bags and stack it up in haphazard piles
for there's an infestation crawling in my skin
oh there's the sensation of insatiable itchin'
as the gravity-of the reality
slowly starts to sink in
and always oh always itchin'
i am numb yet crawling in my skin
oh i am numb and crawling in my skin
and from these nocturnal nuisances i feel i'll never be free
just kept asking myself what it could be oh i wonder what could this mean...
for i didn't want to look at the way i was living-
and to go on pretending was easier than admitting-
the blame...
oh and these nocturnal nuisances have me feeling dirty...
just kept telling myself no it cant be oh no it couldn't be...
for i didn't want to look at the way i was thinking,
and to go on ignoring it was easier than admitting-
the shame...
so now there's an infestation crawling in my skin
there's an obsession of insatiable itchin'
like all of my fantasies-
scratching out from deep within
oh all my secret longing for to crawling beneath my skin
oh crawling beneath my skin...
oh now there's an infestation
oh there's an obsession
oh there's a sensation
of insatiable itchin'
oh insatiable itchin'...
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Ominonymity
06:50
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and often these days
i find myself wondering
oh so often these days
i find myself wandering
with softening edges
through staggering lines
with a shadow that stands
so stark & defined--
and often these days
its like i'm always seized in wakin'
oh so often these days
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it like i can feel the walls within me breakin' (down)--
to taste of the sweat and the fear that leaves me shaken (now)
i better keep it in line now and keep it down real low
gotta keep it encrypted and keep it in code
oh keep it down now and keep it down real low
keep it down so loud now that everybody knows
that lately these days
i feel like a walking contradiction
and it seems sometimes these days
as though i've found a new addiction
in softening my edges
on the borders of obscene
and always toeing the line between
these polar extremes
and lately these days
i cant seem to get a grip on the reality
that always this plagues
--
and its such a simple concept steeped in complexity
conflicting desires welling within the realms of fantasy
but i don't think ill be able to reconcile with this duality
so instead i'm just baskin' in the ominonymity
is it wrong to bask in the ominonymity
(but i know i just have to) keep it in line now and keep it down real low got me wound up so tight i'm about to implode
but oh keep it down keep it down real low
and keep it down keep it bound where no one will dare to go
gotta keep it down keep it down real low
and keep it encrypted always keep it in code
keep it down now and keep it down real low
keep it down so loud now that everybody knows
keep it down so loud now that everybody knows
about all the soft edges
and the rough outlines
in the staggering sway
of desires confined
to the captivity of shadows
all up and down the street
with a mind so debauched
and a body not so discreet
and ill keep it down so loud now that everybody knows
that i'm just baskin' in the ominonymity
if yr askin' its just the ominonymity
i'm just baskin' in the ominonymity...
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there's more than just the birds ringing in the spring
i can hear a twist amidst the silence screeching
i can hear a barking and i can feel a breaking-
i can feel a breath every time the wind blows,
and i know-
there's more than markets crashing outside
my window-
beneath which i hush and hide
hunkered down low-within the cracks of space time
upon such plateaus-
that send tremors down my crooked spine
and ever so slow-
it starts to settle in//settle in like a bruise
such a deep ache
of which i know not how to//know not how to attend to//tend to
so could you lick the pollen from my
oh come now lick the pollen from my
oh wont you lick the pollen from my wounds
the pollen from my wounds...
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(for) there's more than just the blossoms building up this spring
i can see it all around when i go seeking
it out and scrolling down-
right aside above and now-
i can feel it closing in every time the wind blows
and i know-
there's more than seasons changing outside
my window-
where i wait for never to subside
tucked in silk and scan and a great divide
that sets them all aglow-
the faceless plates and thin blue veins
amongst the static flow-
of a not so secret refrain
and ever so slow
it starts to settle in//settle in like a bruise
such a deep ache
of which i know not how to//know not how to attend to//tend to
so could you lick the pollen from my
oh come now lick the pollen from my
oh wont you lick the pollen from-
such deep hues
of which i know not how to//know not how to attend to//tend to
so could you lick the pollen from my wounds
oh come now lick the pollen from my wounds
oh wont you lick the pollen from my wounds
the pollen from my wounds...
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