DROWNINGMAN LYRICS
EP: "Still Loves You" (2001)
1. The More I Get To Know You The Less I Like You2. The Unbearable Burden Of Always Being Right
3. Weighted And Weighed Down
4. Living With The Awful Truth...
5. Surveillance Footage Highlights
1. The More I Get To Know You The Less I Like You
fuck you too. dead. can you feel it when the blood runs out? like it just did. white knuckles. can you feel it? fuck you too. fuck you dead. i said it for the record. said it and i turned away. i can hear these words in my ear. one last time in my ear. fuck you dead. cold. can you feel it when the blood runs out of you. white knuckles can you feel it and fuck you too. fuck you dead. i said it for the record. said it and i turned away. i can hear these words in my ear. and i can see you when you when you hold it and it slips away. and i can feel it when you hold it and it slips away. it's over now. one last time. goodbye.
2. The Unbearable Burden Of Always Being Right
take heart attacks without cracking a smile and we learned from the guys who always get it right and if you lift us up you'll always let us down. when you're five feet away it should feel like fifty-five. we never gave them a moments peace or the satisfaction of seeing us break down. the pen and the ink they stab start through the heart draws on lies and the feelings will start at the back of your knees and we'll watch through the holes strategically cut in your bathroom walls while you choke. perfectly timed and it's taken us years and the sickness still lives like cement in your veins. with your eyes glued back to these spots on your walls. perfectly timed and its taken us years to find in ourselfs the strength to concede. to admit that we're wrong. to admit to the things that we've done. this is my life i will not be ashamed. close to me. close enough. reach inside and take what you want. who's the one that picks up the peices on your own bathroom floor. found fault in almost anyone. ruined almost everything. sticks like the ords on the tip fo my tongue. looks for a way to come out all wrong. paper answers everything. we just like the way these words look on the page. paper answers everything. i can't find a thing at all in here. paper answers everything. at least it did. paper answers almost everything.
3. Weighted And Weighed Down
find a way to murder me...
4. Living With The Awful Truth...
five weeks couldn't break me. couldn't cut through this skin. no matter how hard you tried. you still couldn't get in. i can't feel it. i can't taste it. you can't break me. five weeks couldn't break me. were chained to the wall. feet held to the fire. i couldn't feel it at all. i can't feel it. i can't taste it. you can't break me so fuck you. if it passes in air. just please don't recall. fill awkward silence with the sound of your voice and instead remember the color and every detail as it passes on the back of our li ds and rewinds as it's played on the walls. crashing down. make it stop. time that is spent thinking alone can kill you. use every channel to account for the flaws cover them up as best as you can. if you see me inside don't turn away you might like it as it's played on the walls crashing down. make it stop. the human body was not designed for any of this, i am demanding a full recall on all of these parts. (shallow breathing. i can hear you) we want answers but we're afraid to ask the question. just ask it
5. Surveillance Footage Highlights
blood burns clean. i can piss gasoline. what you're willing to waste i can smell, almost taste. see these lights in my eyes. they record a life of crime. fingers all wrapped around. tongues pulled back like loaded guns. we'll do it again one last time. blood burns clean, wash away gasoline. what you're willing to waste i can smell. almost taste.. see these lights in my e yes they record a life of crime. we'll do it again one last time. we'll do it again till they pull this gun from my cold dead hand. living your life like you're waiting to die, eyes on the clock like you're hoping you live through this. this is where we got off quiet calm hanging from dull needles in the air. dirty rubber souls tracked behind us the faint trace of suspicion on the terminal floor. if we had been able to we would have seen our reflections in passing store front windows only the late afternoon light refused to let us in and we moved like ghosts up escalators and down crowded concrete corridors. every movement was carefully detected and words painstakingly decoded and still we fell out from the camera's eye- erased from the taped evidence- we were the light footsteps of a practiced and polished abomination. we passed unquestioned into their vaults where they gave us anything we wanted without a word. this whole world laid open wide. say my name like it's all you've got s ay my name while you bleed into me. tonight the world is ours.
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