1. |
Black Rainbow
03:21
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Black Rainbow
Colors bleed they turn grey
and drip away
I'm fading in and out of dreams
snakes and eyes and spines and fantasy
will you prey, will you prey
on this delicate, darkened state?
oh therein lies
oh therein lies
I can see through your disguise
I'll show you mine, I'll show you my
scars and time
scars and time
Dark to light they intertwine
they intertwine and no one wins
scraping off the layers,
old paint, graffiti, wallpaper
flowers, bees and butterflies
what a pretty day to die
why am I still so alive?
oh therein lies
oh therein lies
I can see through your disguise
I'll show you mine, I'll show you my
scars and time
scars and time
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2. |
Sinew In Red
04:58
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Sinew In Red
He who knows the truth
dirty boys with dirty secrets
monsters that crawl into bed from below
and he feels so cold,
how did he get so cold?
no one will ever know
that you saw him naked
no one will ever dream
your vision in red
but will you lay your skeleton hands
upon my zombie flesh?
sinew
sinew
and if you look real close
you can see the cracks
on his face, on his arms
on his chest, on his legs
he shrouds himself in smoke and mirrors
cracking disco ball dreams
watch him shatter on the dancefloor
sweep him up, sweep him under the rug
sweep him under the rug, sweep him...
no one will ever know
that you saw him naked
no one will ever dream
your vision in red
but will you lay your skeleton hands
upon my zombie flesh?
sinew
sinew
and you can say you knew him when
you'll never see his pretty face again
and you can say you knew him when
sinew
sinew
sinew.
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3. |
Golden Blue
07:09
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Golden Blue
plastic hearts
candy pink and fading away
tremble soft
get lost
something is missing
and that's you
buried deep
unearthing me
I'm still breathing
haunted and synchronous
everything is different
the claws of time
scrape across my skin in lines
in the sky
in the sky
here comes the cold
I knew him well
someone else's shadow in the dark
empty glasses
never half nor full
only jagged and cracking
I'm spilling out
I'm spilling out
golden blue
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4. |
Bright White Noise
06:02
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Bright White Noise
Distances,
fractions of time
in this moment
I am mute
blue light shines
on silver skin
in melancholy
and in spite of
in spite of
and he held out his hands
empty offering to some deity
a stone, a monument
monolithic and in ruins
was it everything you dreamed it would be,
darling?
oh, my last great love
a fairy tale
stoic in a haze of pills to sleep,
to love, to dream, to fade into
a blurry vision of
big static bright white noise
big static bright white noise
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