CODE ORANGE KIDS LYRICS

1. Coasts

There is no binary understanding // these wolves can breathe but talk is fucking cheap. No one breathes for anything but flavors of the week.
From coast to coast you will find me here in this coup alone. For years we’ll roam // these are our hours wasted afloat.
I swear to (god)
My minds made up and my feet stand still
I have no love for these creatures and I never fucking will.
Counting blessings and cheap rhetoric
I swear you will never live to be part of this
spineless // faceless // bold and basic.

2. Thrones

Tearing down the walls to digest real surroundings // the thrones that we built couldnt hold such vibrant apathy.

Spent so many days begging for a god that could swallow me whole and now im only begging for you to drown within your own.

The higher the road, the harder fall to my place in hell.
(everything goes away//everyone goes away)
Time changes nothing // we stand like stone

you owe me every single vow // so sew shut your fucking mouth

3. Violence

You have felt this love for the first time.
Revived and violated, scared and shined.
No one to thank, no way to keep sedated
The fury of men // animals as mankinds greatest.
Take these thoughts // bound to me // Reap those tounges // set it free
Thick red air and isolated wit, signs of retreat and punk epidemic
I have nothing to call my own. Bound for feast and unhearded graves,
my fist versus your fucking face
These nights in these places could never taste more like shame.
Scared and shined // figured out // what you’ve earned // watch it burn
You fill your lungs with poison, cheap tastes of double crossing.
This isn’t rage or hate // its fucking violence.

4. Low

Just jealous gods and mechanical insects, (pathetic) hair raising accounts of the future.
Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest, these meetings wont satisfy all my instincts
Lowest of the lows // I cant rely on myself, enough is enough, spirits dust off the serpents.
Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums and dirt filled teeth
Born with a face of disgust and a head full of panic // on a losing streak and it doesn’t seem worth it.
The sickest part is that I fucking need this.

5. Roots

So relentless in spite of the turns and the breath and the vomit
Carve out the pit of my stomach.
This is the world that we have painted and shunned.
As worms breed they succeed to do the things that I couldn’t.
Reach all the maggots that nested inside her // touch all the nerves so that you can feel something
I am sick // sick of of severed roots and disconnect from this planet
She is sick // sick in the head with a disease unwritten
For the things you have done, you will never be forgiven.
Because I know that for your actions you feel nothing
She was just another cold broken body, another note.
May the same mercy be given when the blood runs down your throat.





CODE ORANGE KIDS LYRICS