EVE6 Lyrics
How Much Longer
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Drag this neurotic to hysterics Leave him balked and unfulfilled holding inside outwardly
patient 'till the time he'll call it Alluring exotic twisted hero Leaving him more lonely still He
waits around he's spun around and left without the power to stop it Peers don't know what
they can't see They can't see inside of me It's sickening how comforting the privacy of the
mind can be How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm
in again I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets Abstruse
and lacking rational but making so much sense somehow A stone has blocked my hourglass
no progress made no time's run out I'd almost rather have the latter Save myself with sad
defeat A stone just broke my hourglass I peel the skin that had me trapped
Inside Out
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I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack
thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it
inside out find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart in a
blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm
through with you I burn burn like a wicker cabinet chalk white and oh so
frail I see our time had gotten stale The tick tock of the clock is painful All
sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and
phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale So Cal
is where my mind states but it's not my state of mind I'm not as ugly sad
as you Or am I origami Folded up and just pretend demented as the
motives in your head I alone am the one you don't know you need take
heed feed your ego Make me blind when your eyes close sink when you
get close tie me to the bedpost.
LEECH
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Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen Farfetched as they
may be You strike a smile in me Your stories ring of perjury Construed with self empowering
theme Suckin' on my brain you're the teacher I'm the student Turning things around your
story's not congruent Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning
things around A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes you're taking me away into your false
reality I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense But you're not
making sense I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and round Broken
record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing
lies Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me
Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother
Showerhead
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Cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum Is it some sick sign of affection
Violated and signed with deceit Disgust from my head to my hands to me
feet Your face it gives a foul taste Whether smiling crying or denying I see
your motives and you're charged with fraud by me So take the hint and
leave I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did (in joy and ecstasy)
your eyes begin to water And if I may stop by when you're living in the next
town ten years down the road A good time for a dime and a crushed
cigarette making bets with your body on the avenue Look into my eyes you
say and you'll see nothing but sincerity Almost as if you've got some hope
that you'll enlighten me You're a head case story Just trust me you said
Open Road Song
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Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal I press it to the floor I
don't need a girl don't need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional We're flying
forever bored And for a moment I love everything That I see and think and feel I love my
broken side view mirror Cause it's so perfect I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here
I hear the change in gears My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road This is an open
road song The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home Feels good to be
alone With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind where would it
hang I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore as I pour my poor heart
out To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen My volume drowns it out But that's
O.K. cause I sound better than him anyway any day Yeah my voice is sweet as salt I search
for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before Times before can be forgotten
Jesus Nitelight
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Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite I'd like to touch your positive
vibes Indifferent eyes won't give me the time May I help put aside your
moral fiber You're dressed in white my face is white I'd like to be a
colorful sight to see I'm only here in a background Here on the ground
lays my head I sleep and then I wake make sounds and go to bed and
wake again The time is right but I feel all wrong It wastes away until it's
gone The time is right but I feel all wrong It fades away and now you're
gone You're walking by I'm standing by Behind the light I'm standing
by By and by
Superhero Girl
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Well her is me on tragedy I always want what's out of reach She pulls dyed black hair back
and sighs Fuck that night out with the guys I never get a word in with them anyway The
Telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always
stupidly sarcastic my hyper spastic superhero girl So break the bruised monogamy And let
him fade to memory Your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccurring in my mind Do me a favor
please and touch your lips to mine
Tounge Tied
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One thousand faces all look the same They're all so
boring mild and tame Contaminate him knock off his glasses
Teach him to tamper with the cloning process Pardon me
sir can I ask you a favor Make me a cowboy like my next
door neighbor Pardon me sir can I use your eraser To
remove my brain of unconventional nature Take my
tongue It's cocked and loaded The board has
dubbed you special student Sit alone sweat in silence
We don't tolerate defiance One thousand paces lead
to the gate They're all so boring mild sedate You
hear me say this don't make any sense As I hop up
and over the fence Hooked on nicotine and phonics
Fun like macro economics Still and quiet like they
taught us Fun like macro economics Vigilante
thoughts and a cheap guitar I am my own movie star
I don't know you I don't want to I don't know you I
don't want to
Saturday Night
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Saturday night burns a redness on my face I tasted you you tasted me you were
never my taste Now you're left alone with precious thoughts Of half assed half
an hour stops And talk so small I can't remember every saying a word Laced
with thick naivetÈ Firm delusions can't be swayed Tell yourself you're happy
We both know the truth It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy
walk Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good There is
something up my sleeve There is nothing in-between You and me that you can't
see So beg my pardon Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be The thought
that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave and when I do you'll be
looking for security in words Though you know that you won't get it for the
better for the worse I apologize for me Then I'm back in a couple weeks I'm
too weak to help it Don't know how to end it I apologize for me
There's A Face
----------------There's a face I know too well I see it every time I look in the mirror No I don't kiss and tell
I'll tell you after I betrayed you Supersonic boy sweating sin The pillar that I'm melting on will
prove you wrong Keep your lips sealed this just in You're speeding up the ticker of a walking
time bomb Time's up stand up face the Muzac Smile wide step outside Click your sticks and
cast a spell that'll suck my saliva like water from a well I try to do what's right what's right
ain't right enough for you tonight I see you're displeased a middle finger response I'll try to
appease I'm sorry don't be mad but ask me what I'm sorry for and I won't have an answer
Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again Lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation
Small Town Trap
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Suffocate from lack of stimulation Television time Gonna break with every bead of sweat My
heart rate seems to climb My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I
found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Small
town trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in
the living room choking me with apathy Small town trap with dreams of breaking out Inspire
me cause if you don't think I'll dissipate to dust The liar in me says something's gonna happen
soon because it must My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a
dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Community
immunity is the shot I crave A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave Time
ticks away on the longest day Wanna break away on the longest day
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