SHEER TERROR LYRICS

1. Here To Stay

Four fucking years we've been burning our time, We're at the back of the line and we're still waiting. All of the times of putting up with shit and now we're wading through it And we're still hating. This was never meant to be a garden of roses, or elitist poses, but you've forgotten. Now it's all about who's making the loot, This big basket of fruit has now gone rotten. Day by day you pave the way. If that's what you want, then you've got it. Everybody's talking about this and that About tit for tat. Well what's the story? Unity and justice is where you build your pride and you're choosing sides well where's the glory? Walking so tall with your head held high. You're in the public eye with cool things to say. I don't have the time to deal with fools like you. I've got work to do. I've got bills to pay Before you get up and tell them that I'm wrong Why don't you shut up and listen to the fucking song. And if you don't like it, it's just too bad. We'll shout it strong, shout it loud. We are the ugly and proud and if you don't like hat we say then you pay us no mind. And stop wasting my time, Like it or not we are here to stay.

2. Twistin And Turning

Listen can you hear it too? Or were you only passing through? Deafening loud enough not to hear. It's not there, but it's here. Missed through the drafts going under the door The closest I've been was lying on the floor. But it keeps on slipping, It keeps on slipping it keeps on slipping away. Wake up alone twisting and turning in bed, It's been like this forever. Someone put out that light so I can get some rest at night. I'm blacking out, I'm blacking out, I'm blacking out I'm blacking out, I'm blacking out. Bathed in caffeine, cradled in nicotine, bedded in barbed-wire. Does anyone here know any lullabies? Wake up alone in a pool of sweat. I've got a knife in my brain. Twisting and turning. Dry heaves, I can't breathe. I can't close my eyes. I jam my fingers right down my throat. Twisting and turning, I find the door, just like before. But like before, there's no way out.

3. Ashes, Ashes

Waiting for the fall. Hours slip on by, and the curtain has it's call. The audience never came, but the fat woman went home. The box-office has tallied up all the receipts and we're a hundred years in the red. I've heard their aspirations in the eyes. I've felt the lust, I've seen them rise, I've seen them fall, I've seen them turn to dust. But I've been waiting for so long for a shining star to fall. But I'm just waiting… patiently. I'm just waiting patiently for a friend and for the end. I'd like to get out of here before the dawn, before the sun. Can't I hop a bus. Or catch a train or hitch a ride with someone? Let me go, please let me go, I've seen enough And I just wanna… wait for the fall. Waiting for those ashes to fall into their own collective places. Waiting for those ashes to fall, and to form their own collective faces

4. Cup O'Joe

Pass the time, passing the time. Wasting my time looking for the end. Smoking like a dragon, drowning in my flagon. Pumping like a work horse going 'round the bend. Shouting and screaming 'til the walls go deaf. Shaking my fire and brimstone fist. Choking on dust as I cleanse myself. Staining my eyes as I search myself. I'll never, ever understand. No one will ever, ever know. Sticks and stones will break my bones But cancer will probably kill me. Filling the gaps with vice after vice. None of which actually thrill me.

5. Just Can't Hate Enough

Enough of your shit, I've had it up to here. It's time I made my intentions clear. I don't give a fuck about your skinhead pride And I couldn't care less about the lower east side. I'm just a working class slob who's tired of getting the short end of the stick. It ain't my problem if I'm not like you And I'm not sucking Uncle Sam's dick. You call that negative- you think I'm out of touch. I can't stand living, I can't stand you, and I just can't hate enough. You say my hatred has blinded me where I can't see as far as I could spit. But that's where you're wrong 'cause I could see quite clear And I could see that you're full of shit.

6. Roses

I'm tired of trying to understand, so ignorant I'll remain. I feel repressed, and I'm not impressed by the games you children play. Some of you may bask in the sun and some of you may hide. Whenever I hear your laughing voices, I just want to cry. So many years of nothingness yet you seem so content. You have to realize, it's all lies of deceit. Call me a bastard- call me a afraid. I'll just turn a deaf ear. 'Cause all is that for roses, it's been a wonderful year. Now your party is over, and your host has died. Kick your shoes off as you walk through the door, It's time to come inside. The world is crumbling, a drunkard stumbling. A new year's come alive It's been a wonderful year.

7. Owe You Nothing

Degradation- not again. Explanation- not once more. It was a first and last something I didn't need. I won't apologize. I won't accept your lies. I don't give a fuck (about) how much you need. I will have it my way, or I won't have it at all. I would piss on your grave- and I'll laugh when you fall. I've got my own life, I've got my own gripes, I don't really give a fuck about your pain. You are my enemy- you are my blasphemy I would rather kill you than hear you complain. I'd pour salt in your wounds, the pleasure it would bring. Get it through your thick skull, I don't owe you a thing. When will you fucking realize that I don't owe you a thing. When will you just fucking understand that I don't owe you a thing.

8. Ready To Halt

Open up the door and slap me right in the face. Drag in the dirt, bring back the hurt, bring back my disgrace. Read from the book kept locked with anger and rage. My life crumbles before your eyes, and you just turn the page. Sure, I'm on my back again, didn't you hear the thud? Throw me on the floor and grind my face in the mud. Now I'm stained, and no magic rain will cleanse my fault. You fucked me over again, my friend, but are you ready to halt? I can't call it family, and I can't call it a friend. I can't call it over. I just can't bring it to an end. A little dazed, a little crazed, but I'm bent on hate. How could I forgive, how could I compensate? For years now, my bed has been a barbed-wire fence. Those dreams you ruined are worth more than dollars and cents.

9. Walls

Walks in the park, kissing in the dark. It was all a lark- another sad old joke. I should've known- it's happened before. Those days of yore have taught me nothing. Leading myself around like a little boy lost in the city of lights. From teacher to student, Helena to Prudence. Nights crying to my cat. Lie on my bed of thorns, rest my head on a rock And watch my walls turn black. Maybe raise my empty glass to propose a toast. Ha- the spirits gone. Don't look back and I won't look ahead. I've always favored the things I dread. Glutton for punishment- that's my line. We all have our crosses to bear. I've tried- I've cried- don't bother me. I've strived- I've lied- I don't want to see. I've cheapened- I've weakened- my tanks are low. Every failure of my life exposed.

10. Only 13

I once knew a girl, she had the mind of a child. Now I hear them saying; "Hey, that girl is wild." I had to see it myself before I believe what I heard And when I did my jaw hit the floor, And I couldn't speak a word. She goes out on the weekends and she pops her V's and ludes. She's only thirteen years old and she's in her mother's shoes. She's a Friday night dream and a Saturday night scream. From Barbie dolls to tuinols, a vision so obscene. I know you. You know me. What did they do? You're only thirteen. Memories aren't worth the tears she may cry. Emotions are only little extras that she may buy to feel for such a soul would be an unfunny joke. To think that she was the girl next door, It makes me choke.

11. Burning Time

Hours are passing and I have little command. It's like shielding a target with nothing but your bare hands, Time dos come crawling to me on it's hands and it's knees. If I start the fire time passes so gracefully. Where ever I go things they all look just the same. I'm the judge and the jury, and I'm casting all of the blame. There's so many factions and all of them seem so tame. I choose to ignore what they say and stare into the flame. I cared- and I waited. I stared- and I hated. Fueling the fire to my anger. I'll hate my way right through the years. My grave will burn in mortal flame. I'm just burning all my time away. Won't you come and sit by the fire with me?





SHEER TERROR LYRICS