Here we are
We drift like gas
On someone else’s bed
I pay high you know


Here we are
How old are you
It’s just a job to me


Here the ladies always ring twice
Thought you’d slip away tonight with me
In a subway I called ‘you’


Hello you no more this talk of
‘My boys will be yours’


No more ‘I’
This conversation drains
My patience dry.


Here the business always rings twice
No relaxing for the boys tonight
In a subway I called ‘you’


Here the tension always slows twice
Shed one tear it’s just routine for now
In a subway I called ‘you’

I’ll crawl for you
Hurt if you want to
I’ll be the thing that you feed.

I’m not asking
For love or redemption
I’ll sell my guilt to your need.


I’ll breathe for you
Die if you want to
I’ll mourn with you by my grave.


I dare you to judge me
Now God has disowned me
I’ve come to you to be saved.


They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.


I’ll shine for you
Burn if you want to
You’ll be the prize for my pain.


I’ll kill your god
And pray for salvation
I’ll be the in to your sane.


I’ll lie for you
be your conscience in you
Sacrifice reason for shame.


I won’t ask for
Faith or forgiveness
I’ll be the blood in your veins.


They say I lost my way
I’ll wait for judgement day.


Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.


I’ll be your darkness
In the light
I’ll be your vampire calling
In the dead of night


I’ll be your demon
Shadow man
I’ll be your one confession
And if I can


I’ll be your nightmare
And scream for you
I’ll be your one possesion
If you want me to


I’ll be your secret
Memory,
I’ll be your exhibition
Of atrocity.


They say I sold my soul.
We all reap what we sow.


They say I lost my way.
I’ll wait for judgement day.


Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.
Don’t pray for my soul.


They kneel down, praise God
Shout allelujah,
Lift up their eyes when they pray.


When children kill children
Don’t it make them wonder?
Don’t it make them question their faith?

Here we play games
Like turning men into boys
And everyone must cry or love

Recall ‘My circuit’
Recall ‘I’m not-you are’
Remember that I moved too soon

Corridor empty
Time to call in the stage
A game called echo

Now I ask questions
I get so nervous of
A game called echo

We rename vehicles
You rename heroes
I switch to auto

You are reception
I can take it or leave
Do I need permission to stop?

You and me are old
You and me are young
You and me have always
Let words go unsung


Nothing left to see
Nothing left to do
Nothing left to talk about


How I intrude
This impossible room
I still believe
That great American smile


Nothing’s ever right
Nothing’s ever wrong
But nothing’s ever quite like
The stories and songs (nothing’s ever)


Heroes always bleed
But heroes never cry
Heroes always get the best girl
and then die (nothing’s ever)


How I intrude
This impossible dream
I still believe
That great American smile

I could stand here for days
Or I could stand here for hours
I could stand here for a lifetime
Watching you and waiting always
I could observe you all

I could wait for a day
Or I could wait for an hour
I could wait here for a lifetime
Watching you and thinking always
I could observe you all

Heartbeat
I can’t see you
Heartbeat
I can hear you
I feel you pumping just beyond my door
I know exactly
What you’ve crawled here for
Cringe down lower
You’re all dressed in grey
Me, I’m still breathing
It’s just not your day

I hear you whisper like an open grave
O.D. Receiver, I am all you crave
You’re dying, crying, I can hear you fall
Your bony fingers scratching on my wall

O.D. Receiver

I hear you screaming, well at least you try
Me, I’m still smiling but I don’t know why
I’d call a doctor if I had the time
But I’m so busy with this fix of mine

O.D. Receiver…

She likes film
Pictures too
A friend of mine
Something new


She likes girls
Lives my dreams
Eats my face
She says ‘Time to make me scream’


No crying
She don’t like tears
My one chance
Is corruption


(So get up
So get up and dance)


She likes pain
‘E please Bob’
Some heroes
But she don’t like God


She likes rock
MTV
Sex machines
She says ‘Time to make me bleed’


No romance
No surprise
My one chance
Is perversion


So this is
My secret
So this is
A new way to hide


So this is
My nightmare
And you’re my
Solution


No memories
Nostalgia
My one chance
Is slow motion


So this is
The big lie
So this is
My reason to leave


So this is
My future
And you’re my
Corruption


She likes speed
Low fast cars
Love and hate
Rock and roll stars


She likes cream
Long goodbyes
Someone to watch
And she says ‘Time to make me cry’


I’m nervous
She scares me
My one chance
Is emotion


So this is
Religion
So this is
Something to believe


So this is
God’s disease
So this is
A new kind of cure


So this is
A new world
And you’re my
Machine and soul

And M.E. I eat dust
We’re all so run down
I’d call it my death
But I’ll only fade away
And I hate to fade alone
Now there’s only M.E.

We were so sure
We were so wrong
But there’s no one left to see
And there’s no one left to die
There’s only M.E.

Why shoud I care
Why should I try
Oh no, oh no
I turned off the pain
Like I turned off you all
Now there’s only M.E.

I’m up here
Youre down there
Call me the baitman
I’m screaming for air
Colour me black
If you wish, but
I don’t believe
I don’t believe
My God


I don’t crash
Te sky moves
I’ll shape you dreams
That a lifetime can’t lose
I won’t talk
I won’t sing
They call me render
The shaper of things
Oh God


I’m not down
I’m not ashamed
Call it the job
If you need something to blame
Young reckless sleepers
Still screaming for air
I don’t care
I don’t care
Dear God

Fadeout 1930 era
I never really tried you out
But all my friends who used to be
Just never had the time for me

You can change your colours
I’ll just change my point of view
I’ll live a lie to prove my point
Or I’ll turn all my thought to you

Fadeout 1930
Keep a low profile
Strange how it gets around
Out of sight, Out of mind
I look through me, I’m out of mine

Everything I say, I’ve heard
And nothings mine except my wall
Do you being (begin?) to see
There really is no me at all

Fadeout 1930

Please don’t feel scared
Nothing’s ever quite what it seems
I hope the sadness doesn’t show
For I still cling to some old dreams

Private thoughts just to you
My head liked private ways
I’ve never tried so hard before
I’ve really nothing left to say

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