THE NUMBER TWELVE LOOKS LIKE YOU LYRICS

1. Glory Kingdom

I am a man who hunts at night
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace.
In a crumbling civilization, there is only one place to journey to.

With my dogs, I will search.
Mush mush mush mush
Pray for the Kingdom.

A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains.
My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh.

Pray for the Kingdom.

I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed.
The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon.

2. Given Life

When your head is on backwards, where do you see?
If your lungs begin to wilt like mine, how will you breath?
You can't drop your past without digging a hole.
The sky opens up, and my pulse drops.
Always plummet when I see your rain.

No one has your back in a bar full of strangers.
No one takes your blood pressure at a college play.
No one takes your hand when you need it most.

If Lola could see this now, we'd have to stitch her back up.
Dragging your thimble across the blackboard, don't drink from that cup.

When your legs turn to arms will you lift the ground?
Dig her up and polish her clean.
Sharpshooter behind door number one. Monty Monty Monty

You're not supposed to laugh at this part, it's where
The general and jester are bridged. Sunny unity of character.
Just blowing in the breeze.

3. To Catch A Tiger

"Engine engine number 9 going down Chicago line engine off the Track, do you want your money back?"

We waited all year for this time to come around.
We didn't have much, but what we did have, we held very close.

"Y-e-s spells yes, not because you're dirty, not because you're clean,
Just because you kissed a girl behind a dirty magazine"
I'M IT!

my head against the tree, I start the count 1-2-3....
This is what life's all about......

"Ready or not-" I'm interrupted.
My head against the sidewalk.
Being thrown to the ground is what I've heard they do,
A Laugh in your face and a crack in the head with a bottle of booze.
I became the gangs soccer ball, kicked around for their enjoyment.

Their laughing became deafening,
The memories became scarring.
And all they could do was watch.

The gang,they swung at will.
Pounding my pals for the thrill.

But it was laughs that buried me.
I leaned up against the tree,
Had my pals holding my head,
We all sat there and weeped.

Why am I not hiding, why am I not seeking,
Why am i cut open, the nights filled with shrieking.
Give my hiding spot away, I'm done for today.
Give my a few years,
Then tell em to come back and play.

4. Marvin's Jungle

Meet me in front of Garys,
and i'll guard your shadow,
to be sure you don't have to be carried.
May the edges of their dreadful words
slice through the walls of their veins.
I'll shower you with gifts to cover the thorns.
your necklace will be made gracefully with fingers,
the same ones that poked fun at you.
This labyrinth has gotten the best of you,
but I'm here to divide the pain in two.

We all end the same, but please live without any shame.

Now hold on and lets find our way out of this game.
Lets rip off and skin their jaws,
we can where them as crowns for fun.

This maze will get dark,
the thorns will puncture at the wrong turns,
we're all out of breath...
but we will keep on searching,
and our cuts will be theirs.

If we never find our way out, ill sit with you at the bottom,
you wont be alone when he's ready for you to come up.

5. The Garden's All-Nighters

Nowhere like a diner to get to truly know someone.
Like a library up 17 or a spin around the center of town.
The smell of saltwater. I left my pocket change at the Molly Pitcher.

A sound we can live with, no sound.
A smell we can live with, no smell.
A home we can live with, no home.

But the morning sun is not too far behind.
I'm lit up like the night sky- I told you I trust this place.

The night jug handles as I'm swept through northern lights.
Quick Chek coffee is cooling down.
We're sweeping along the shoreline,
On some journey I cannot repeat.
Matilda will meet us at Martell's
Barefoot in the sand,
Hanging on the boardwalk for dear life.

The smells, the sounds
Long way from home, I can't go on.
The garden state

I'll always bounce back down these roads

Nothin' like home

We danced and split. Exit 117 driving east.

I'll never turn around in the place where I was born.
I'm left without directions or a road to follow

6. If They Holler, Don't Let Go

It's been a few years
And I still carry many fears
The game has been opened back up
So now it's time to play catch up
The rats are caught and thrown into their playground
Upon consciousness a letter is to be found

"Tag you're it, time to go seek
Listen to my directions and don't miss a beat
Your four buddies are hiding, wanting to be found
Combine the different body parts in the outline on the ground
Arms from #10, legs from #24, torso from #3
Last but not least, head from #12, then you're almost set free
Dress your friend on the ground with the nice clothes on your back
Yell "Tag you're it" and give him a nice big loud smack
A door will open that will let you go
And you just played the game you ruined for me a long time ago"

The letter drops as he runs towards the yells
Found tied and blindfolded is #10
Legs chained up so he doesn't walk away ever again
Our compassionless friend doesn't even think twice
"Please, please stop"

My childish games rattle on like a tick tock clock
My childish games rattle on like a tick tock clock
You never foresee danger when you're ready to play
My childish games rattle on like a tick tock clock

He's laid down and gets his arms untied
Friend sits down, putting a foot to #10s ribs
With the other foot against his head
He grips his buddies arm tightly which is sitting between his legs
The arm is tugged and twisted
With all of his might
With all of his might

Shredded off like the wing of a bird
Who will never take flight

With the arms thrown over his shoulders
The blood dripping down his back makes him feel colder

Placing his findings in the outline on the ground
It's time for more meat to be found
"I can see why, I can see the light
My insides have finally caught daylight
He showed the real me, a torture machine
Mom don't wait up, or you'll be another cleanup"

"You're a wold of light" - she told me
"I'm darker then black" - I replied
I'm tripping on my hundredth excuse
And I don't intend to turn back now
With the leaves in my hair
I climb towards the clouds

How will I ever find my way home
Our victims deserved a last meal (a last meal)

My childish games rattle on like a tick tock clock
Rattle on like, rattle on like a tick tock clock
My childish games rattle on like a tick tock clock
Rattle on like, rattle on like a tick tock clock

7. Retort, Rebuild, Remind

Keep burying that garbage.
We are in the middle of one big natural disaster.
...Our beautiful eyes should never have been exposed to that.
It's last call but the party is just getting started.
Pump up the air conditioning.
Cause it's way too hot in here.

No more fanciful facade masked in a decade of lies(gang)

Continue to drill for fossil fuels regardless of the consequence.
This planet needs its power even if it means extinction.
Swine, meat, pig in a vast commandeer of our lives.

Look profound for my ill pleasure.
You're alive somewhere; this pile, a reminder

Retort! Rebuild! Remind!

So lets annihilate everything in the path for peace
Deny oppression!
Stand Up! Stand up!

8. The League Of Endangered Oddities

Theres nothing made for you or me
So turn me into a tree and I'll stand silently.
Observe everyone i can never be
There's a club out there for me, oh just you wait and see
They wanna perfect being a clone
And then we're left alone, we're left all alone
Rejected, but I'm accepted into the League of Endangered Oddities
It's my one true home


So here's to another battle we can't win
Let's drop our heads
Sing to birds
And help those who don't fit in
Hate my legs, hate my head, to hell with everything I have

Turn their cringes into smiles
Even the servants of god are pedophiles

I'm on the train back from my no name job
to my no name town...
This is where I'm joined by the rest of clowns

Rejected, but I'm accepted to the League of Endangered Oddities

A smile I can't perfect.
A figure I can't figure out.
A weight heavily on my mind.

But I love my life and I'll drink to that.

9. Serpentine

10. I'll Make My Own Hours

Ten thousand times I could tell you over,
How many times I would rip through walls and ticking a typing.

I wrote a library of books in that back closet.
Scraping at the walls, with my knees in a magazine.
Roll her on out just to slide her back in.
Unravelling rolls into their machinery and click away.

This was where you could embrace misery.
With enough energy you could talk yourself out of anything.
A mind in flight, full of addiction; a circulating masterpiece

This glorious night, as I trip the horizon turns vertical.
I'd burn this place down if I had a match.

My nicotine hands are shaking.
A frantic voice is at the other side of the receiver.
"Won't you even tell me a portion of the problem?"

I grab a fist full of air and lunge at your face.







THE NUMBER TWELVE LOOKS LIKE YOU LYRICS