COMADRE LYRICS

Burn The Scene

We'll take the scene and burn it down, rebuild the love and take back the sound. We got miles of smiles and mouths full of gasoline. I am sure i can step outside and find a match from a clammy hand. Cold hands are about to get warmer, new ears are about to find a reason to this passion. (we want some sweat on the top of your lips.) our lungs are the speakers and this fire is our excuse because i don't care about whatever happened to "born to rock 'n' roll" and if bragging where you've been makes you sleep easier, well lay your head down and stay there in your slumber. So throw us your drama. We like the taste of bullshit. This fire will never be put out.

Fill The Void

Bright lights, wild nights,
let's tear this shit apart!
pass me another and it'll make everything alright.
we never stop,
we never sleep,
we just keep on running!
we're gonna hit the party,
so roll out that fucking carpet!
but it's not red enough,
and it's not long enough,
it will never be enough!

Teeth Vs Teeth

this is my concept, this is my excuse, my dirt, my blood, and my addiction. and goddamn if your goddamn gods are too afraid to live. but i was born to fuck up and all i know is what i love. i am going to bleed till i get more, cause i want more and i'll lose sleep and i'll be tired until my lungs collapse. just like i'd give it all up for reno, i'd trade the world to watch you grin, so more embrace, fugazi and rites of spring, and less of everything else. so lets just kiss until forever, we'll fight to keep it interesting. call me a trainwreck and i'll call you tomorrow. let's play for keeps and forget about borrows. i miss you.

Who's Got The Golden Ticket Now?

this house is packed
to the motherfucking bone,
but I forget the reasons why we're here.
hold on, hold on, hold on,
i gotta take this call,
"yeah, I got respect
i'm sure I can hear everything better from outside."
so go stand outside
and make sure looks good and tell me,
does this parking lot remind you of any thing?
it will be here tomorrow (it will be here tomorrow)
but this noise won't.
my jeans are tighter than yours
my brains are hella bigger than yours 600,000,000 points for me.
but how's your heart? battleship sunk!





COMADRE LYRICS