At The Drive In- El Gran Orgo
GIVE IT A NAME
Never thought this day would end
Walked the tired steps of latter day friends
And all because
Your stubbornness was
Smiling through your braces
Never thought
This day would come
You threw the bricks
That built this wall
Amantillado! at the top of your lungs
I can't hear you anymore
So take your diamond bland shaped tears
And maybe I'll see you in twenty years
And I will always wear your ring
You know the one
That turned my finger green
It's not you, it's me
You don't know what
You've got ''til it's gone
Silver platter opportunity
Never taught what you thought you know
Meal tickets have been refused
You gave me a reason
To sing our last song
HONEST TO A FAULT
I can't take back all the things that
I've done with my anger
Sonic sounds constantly travelling
In and out of my blue screened mind
Two drops down and here I thought
That you'd never treat me like that
Where's my saviour?
Hallowed thoughts you won and lost
I'm chained to your mind
If I fall behind
It's 'cause I'm waiting for now
Will you fall in love with my anger?
WINTER MONTH NOVELTY
Bite the hand that feeds
Biting off more than you can
Are you sure you got the right hand skilled
And all because this left hand spit
Have you been crying
Over your spilled milk?
Swallow your refills
The drink of drinks
We drank ourselves to sleep
On the mistletoe concrete
We blank this page with ink
Two for flinching
When the paper cuts sink
We drank ourselves to sleep
'Cause the paper cuts hurt
(Sure enough as)
I burned myself in the cigarette crossfire
Sure enough as
My ears kissed the floor
Just to hear a mouthful
Sure enough as
You scratch the itch
On the tome of your dial
Have you been crying over your...
More than you can choose
More than you can chew
FAHRENHEIT
Kid creole killed all of his own people
Instigate the beat genuflecting
In the steeple
Video killed what we
Once
Stood for
Who we gonna look to now?
If these walls could speak
I wouldn't tell them anything
Don't ask me, don't ask me
Press eject, and give me the tape
If you know what's good for you
Ghetto blasting on the basement floor
PICKET FENCE CARTEL
We all become
What we most dislike
In this picket fence cartel
Tell? there's nothing left to tell
What have we become
Cycle all over again
Filled the shoes ''til I was ten
In front of the classroom
In front of my peers
That day will always be remembered
'Cause it was etched in tears
Daddy taught well
At the end of his belt
We all become
What we most dislike
The walk is too long and I'm tired
Tell? there's nothing left to tell
What will I become
When it's my turn again
Will it hurt me more than it hurts them
Scotch tape the volume of my mouth
Withhold the expression
That I wasn't allowed
Daddy taught well
At the end of his belt
SPEECHLESS
Mother nature never smelled so good
Can I taste the flower that you carry
Brilliant minds with pretty faces never cry
Pedestal is crumbling down
Now you're on the ground
Selfless days are way too many
Lay back, spread your legs, and don't make a sound
Hiding bruises he brings you roses
Says "I'm sorry" now it's okay
No hard feelings, no deep meanings
You were once special
But just for a day
He hook and baits you
To break you in two
Now no one is saying
That it'll be all right
Promises when he says "I love you"
Face first to the floor
Now you just don't know
Speak up!
Because no one's listening
All those lonely nights
You stayed up and cried
Sick to your stomach with butterflies
He says "come here and hold me close
You never really seem to smile when I touch you"
Saccharine sweet flavoured drinks
Taste so old
This burning in your mind
Makes you feel so cold
No recollection of affection
We're only safe from harm when nothing
Matters only 20 years have passed
And you're already feeling old
Bell jar is ringing
And no one understands the feeling of
Kicking a dead cow
And hoping that I will come alive
When everything is wrong
You just say..
"I'm doing fine."
She's reaching for something right
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