CAR BOMB LYRICS
album: "Centralia" (2007)
1. Pieces Of You2. Gum Under The Table
3. Rid
4. Cellophane Stiletto
5. Best Intentions
6. M^6
7. His Eyes
8. Hypnotic Worm
9. Cielo Drive
10. Solid Grey
11. H5N1
12. Bra-C-Ket
1. Pieces Of You
Tighten your tie
Let go you bitch
Black nailed Avril
You wear too much makeup
Let's see you real scared with
Drug-addict AIDS patients
Circling your body
White Glory
You look so beautiful crying on TV
How can I help you when you will not see me
I'm your only savior bless me
The bridge tour bus is
Tearing the roof off
The driver is so much
Sadder
Her life is compared to his
Sits on no such crucifix
One thousand white wrist bands can't hold
On to your dim pale hands there is nothing there
You are loosing grip my
Sheltered bitchling
Diaper to cash cow
All on my own
Blonde, turn your long hair to grey.
Burn your money and save.
All pieces of you are holes.
Money will not heal your selfish hungry twat.
2. Gum Under The Table
Will to fuck. Decimate the body.
Break the sake. Chrysene the beginning.
Move the end closure of white face.
Keep your mouth shut
Stick this gum underneath the table.
Bless these thoughts. Willing with your body.
Take her down. Silence floor to face.
Shut the fuck up.
Up in this mouth. Ceased round your neck.
Thieves in the house don't make a sound.
Fuck till you snuff. Breathe down her neck.
Sheets in your mouth. Face hits the ground.
They wont hear we wont breath.
Save the fear for the seed.
Throw out the left hand to steady the breathing.
The axe in the right hand, I almost can see it.
Rotate the axis that runs through the ceiling.
90 * 4 is beginning to rotate the axis.
Sugar falls, crystals comb the floor.
Vacancy occupied.
Bloodstain on the floor.
Vacancy terrified.
Crystallized vacancy.
White contact crystallized.
Obscured vacancy, vacancy occupied.
Push out fucked out spent whore.
Pull out what they came for.
3. Rid
Oracle deliver us to the shining circle.
Plug into the sick respirator.
Unplug your ailing sense of wanting back into the wound.
Healing when you scratch the scab; Perfect.
Lap up all the empty hearts tired of pretending.
Seal hibernating skin by forcing an ending.
Conclusions never satisfy successive.
Cuts that petrify the surface left of.
Pacify, waiting with completeness.
Just hope that your peace is relative.
The time it takes to rid yourself of all thought.
4. Cellophane Stiletto
Caught in the middle what your looking for is a way out of the torture.
It's the pain that imprisons you in the draining faucet.
It's a wash it's a face laughing through the cellophane that will give you back the price of your life.
What you're looking for is a way out of the torture that is binding you to life.
Get your need to break off.
Get your need to burn off.
Concubine stiletto.
Stick it in it.
Cut it. Expose the membrane to the air.
Replace the goods, return this fucking defective corpse.
Drain all the cells voltage.
Function weakening inverse becoming.
Resistor populate concubine rotated cellophane stilettoed face.
Bite back this trap.
Catch this complete carnage.
A casket wrapped in cellophane.
5. Best Intentions
Lower the blades ten degrees
Forty more degrees
Forty more degrees
At right angles to your mouth
Lower this ten centigrade
Ninety centigrade
Ninety centigrade
Feeds the fuel that feeds the core.
Sound-crack the barrier
Fall-from the sky
Gage-silence before the impact
Flash-blinds your eyes
Heat-melt the foundation
Burn-your shadow
Ash-felt the remains of the sum of all human existence
Caught up in a frenzy like rats crawling on there belly
Staying low to the ground to escape the hundred-million K
Reasoning technology has never soothed the taste of ease
That's running from our lips to blind us in our greedy eyes
Force us to pave the blind shroud of hell.
This machine was built from the
Metal that we scraped
After the last world war
Hunger for blood
During peace time
Advance
Blood Fist
6. M^6
Up, Down
Clicking in the phone
Breathing from the line on her side
6
Breathing, breathing phone number
Mother mother calling from...
Breathing phone number
Mother calling me.
M O M
666 MOM from...
666 mother
Please dress warm.
Don't make me worry.
You will catch cold.
My son hates his own Mom.
What is this world coming to?
I could never think that you could be so ungrateful to your mother.
I did not raise you to be so disrespectful.
In life I was the only friend you had.
7. His Eyes
Positive A B O AB
Negative A B O AB
Sacrifice in his eyes watching me in the hallway.
Oxygen deprived from her, waiting for his next transmission.
His eyes burn a hole in my brain is a hole.
His eyes burn so my brain will burn.
Just shed the light you get with your wrists on your knees your blood type is just.
Blacken the carpet with bloody salt stains that look like an iris, mirrored.
Convulse violent retina winks at knowing my intentions.
Save us from life in this cold hell.
Sunken crucifix.
Crying makes you loose your oxygen and helps you die of thirst.
Oxygen expires through your skin in the air.
Combinations expire; poison the world through your pain.
Bloody frozen stares.
Through the heart of a child in fear of your gaze.
Burning the personal conquest of the earth.
Pull the heart, right back in the ground it came to from.
Blackened frozen stares through the heart of a child in fear of your gaze.
Personal conquest, your want nothing. Just blackened ice the covers the earth.
Enveloped by the sun till supernova. We will burn alive until the sun goes dark.
8. Hypnotic Worm
Deep sleep, hypnotic, compulsive.
PET makes the map
Positron emission scans the skull
Dopamine floods the nerve
Hystemic damage
All react from the worm, dissecting your return
Involuntary movements cease letting go of your hate
Hypnotic dead sleep burrows in deep
Push it in deep
Tunnel through, put it to rest.
Resides in the cortex
Cortex
Say "survive the worm"
Cortex
Hypnotic Worm
Cortex
Dissolve
Hypnotic
Carried away
9. Cielo Drive
Rosemary's baby.
Pregnancy was not the basis for this party.
10050
Besides, the future pianist's wife was due sooner than they all knew
Shot Stab War Pig
When did Tex cut the chord?
Sharon Tate Bloodbath Orgy.
Headlines cut through CA.
10. Solid Grey
Blackened solid grey.
Sold
Blackened poisoned torn away.
Buy
Outside:
Savor and cover and recover some of the pieces of what you were when you were free from the repeating messages repeating messages.
Darkened:
Blocking out all of the light from the sky with their rectangles raping you, raping you blind.
Conform:
Live in the prison they built for you all from the time you spend repeating paperwork all for nothing but pushing on.
Push your head into the sand.
Confirm all of there repeating desires.
Compliments meant to suppress.
Everything must coalesce.
Go stick your head into the ground.
11. H5N1
Spread the strain through muscles
Tissue breaks out, breaks up
Whispered soft wings
Spread out into
Echo through halls
Reversed whispers
Pieces break off
Spread the strain through your skin
Tissue retract reflect
The change of your pathogenic
System breakdown contingency
Eradicate
Pass off the hoard to the machine
Spit out, Spit up
You will see this in your lifetime
Repeated before we could take score
Wiped out in months
Prey, soft, past,
Keep the whispered rumors quiet, infect social standings.
Invest the spread like two towers.
Spreading fire through the masses to save themselves.
Use the blood to inoculate rampid spreading panic.
Harmless sent to extinct.
The destitute prisoners.
From the past
Sway the balance into their arms.
Lay your head on the floor think of your next pacifier distraction.
Close your eyes for good
The ending is coming prepare for the eradication
The ending is coming
Annihilation coming
12. Bra-C-Ket
[Japanese bonus track]
Xerox the duplicate take it from the source
Ket-bra base (stop it)
Bra-C-Ket (stop it)
Combine (they can't stop it)
Sai (stop it)
Complex numb (stop it)
Bers (they can't stop it)
I can't stop it
They Xerox off degenerates themselves.
Bated copy comes crawling for the answer
Re-paste
Un-dead ket-bra
Button your lip
Cut your fucking face off
Complexion
Staring at the bracket
Form a single line of projection
Get in line
Single file
Corn rows
A projection of momentum operators
Burst the base of empty bra-ket book
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Thanks to jacob for correcting track #1 lyrics.
Thanks to jacob for correcting track #1 lyrics.
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