Days Of Being Wild – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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All sewn up Pull out the seams Take your call Your voice is static Far from my reach I burn the page Images are blurred Am I afraid?
Around my throat you came so close To stopping me Alive in jail, alive and well I cannot leave Innocent Accident
Find my pulse Trapped in a locked box Teeth in a grind All night amphetamine Noise to the tape Comes like a shattered beast Cast a shade Your mouth destroys me
Around my throat you came so close To stopping me Alive in jail, alive and well I cannot leave Innocent Accident
Come down dawn In one piece Come down dawn To find some peace Driven to shambles on a tip I never said that I would quit And the next song takes over Over, over
Quickly I said Because your feet need to hit the floor And wake your mind up Because the body needs a little more And you step out from the porch Into the street And the night will have its way with you And you find a paper on the wall And see the slogan needs an audience And you give it a new look You were trying to take a stab, trying to take a stab You try to make something happen And the colors saturate into the walls of the buildings A defeated deposition A nexus A movement to fruition A middle finger to the institution A middle finger to the institution A middle finger to the institution