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Big Apple, 3 A.M.
04:33
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Big Apple, 3 A.M.
Yesterday was everything that I had ever dreamt it'd be
Here I am, alone and free to be the man I want to be
To see the world I want to see, to dream my own reality
How do I begin to try explaining why I left your side
In hopes to find a better life, in hopes to buy myself more time
To rise about the shattered lines that once had left me paralyzed
Face the facts, I won't be back, I'm changing everything this time
I'm leaving everything behind, your doubts confirm suspicions
I have heard your every word, no need to waste more of your breath
Just save the wisdom you have left for someone else to listen
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Alleycat Blues
05:21
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Alleycat Blues
The lights don't seem as bright, with the dust in the skyline
The city doesn't seem to mind that it sits on a faultline
If it's karma, I guess I was the bad guy
I do wonder why
The night is a hopeless fight, when you sleep atop landmines
The children don't seem to mind all the noise from the outside
While you're sleeping, I'm awake in the meantime
Just resting my eyes
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Sewer Surfin'
04:00
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Sewer Surfin'
Within the blink of an eye, I'm at the bottom of your stairway waving goodbye
I guess this is where I should cry, we can pretend I am sorry I was living a lie
What is the point of sitting here and second guessing?
I think we both know every single words a mistake
And you can brag about how you had always saw this coming
And I can tell you that I've already forgotten your face
Don't worry, I will be fine, I have a place I can stay as I'm passing the time
I never understood why, all these people in the streets only come out at night
What is the point of wishing for a happy ending?
When all your hopes and your faith keep on rotting away
There is a voice inside my head that is manipulating
All the thoughts, I once fought to keep from going insane
What is the point of searching for another way out?
The bitter taste of my escape is at the back of my mouth
I hear the voice as it crescendos to a deafening chorus
I grip the floor as the pressure rips my eyeballs out
Where are the words that you said to me when we were young?
How they kept me alive...
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Technodrome: Let's Kick Shell
Here I am waiting, for some kind of signal
That everything's alright, it's not that simple
I'm not complaining, just trying to fit in
All of the reasons and lies I've created
Where has my mind gone? Where are the lines drawn?
That separate my dreams from my reality
You can tuck it away for the rest of your life
Or you can open your veins, become numb inside
Whatever causes the pain, it has a softer side
You can chemically change your oh so fragile mind
Oh, my mind bleeds out my spine
This feel right
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5. |
Prehistoric Turtlesaurus
04:37
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Prehistoric Turtlesaurus
As I recall, your tolerance was small
And we were all so-called criminals
Before we grew to recognize the truth
The winters left me cold and bitter
Longing for the sun
The spring provided glimpses into lives not yet begun
We were once the future and the last hope
Taking up what they claim was a throne
Standing at the pinnacle with arms drawn
Unaware of consequences grown
Lead us to ruins, lead us to Hell
Fate became a sick and twisted game, played with shame
And unfamiliar pain
The summers dried up all the blood we shed for sacrifice
The fall concealed the evidence and flesh we left behind
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Skull & Crossbones
01:47
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Skull & Crossbones
One taste your mind becomes poisoned
Infected, numb to the sound
Of voices cutting like razors
Siphon all the blood from the heart
Once burned by the flames of the past
Set ablaze from the start, never ending
This face is flush and uncolorful
My skin so cold to the touch
Awake and aware for the first time
Reborn from the shaded side of white
Blank walls built within my mind
Tear them down with broken hands
Now rebuild the shattered home
You left behind
Tear them down...
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Bury My Shell At Wounded Knee
I woke up this morning and with a twist of fate
I heard the sound of your voice in my bed
The room was spinning, so I shut my eyes and felt the ground
Beneath me descend
Into a repressed memory of you and I inside
Of your room, where I left you
When you said goodbye, I didn't know that it would be
For the last time
All the drugs can't keep you alive
No the drugs seem to pass me by so quickly
There's no turning back now, I have no escape, nowhere to run
Away from the truth
My head keeps spinning, I can't recognize or find a face in this room
When I heard the news I couldn't breath, or believe it was about you
I heard the news, I still can't believe it was about you
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Neon Night-Riders
04:23
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Neon Night-Riders
I wouldn't call it an overdose
Just a bit over the line
You're busy planning my funeral
I'm digging holes in my mind
I couldn't ask you to hold your own
But I've heard that you're doing fine
Questions with answers you'll never know
You never bothered with mine
Don't mind the cold air on your neck
I'll close the window, before we exhale
Every precious hit into the sky
Just one more time
Just once more
Just one more time
You think you're better than me
You think you're better than yourself
You think you're better than me
You think you're better than yourself
You think you're better with me
But you'd be better off in Hell
Stop pretending that you never loved me
More condescending than you were inviting...tonight
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Starbase
04:13
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Technodrome: The Final Shell Shock
Lost, and there's no coming back now
No lie to set me free
No promises of progress
No light that I can see
I will surrender, leave me be
I must surrender, turn on me
Crawl under your skin
Carve me out slowly
What's the cure, for slipping through the cracks
Looking through the glass provides no answers
I was sure, I'd never make it back
Never find the past, I once longed for
If I fade out, or simply disappear, you can find me
Right beside you, Conquering my fears
One by one sifting through the years
Always hiding, always lying, always finding
Other reasons to live in secret without a regret
Avoiding all the years
You claim war to cover up the facts
Breaking silence, senseless violence,
A massive heart attack
Tell me now, what have I become?
What have I become, tell me, what have I become?
If I fade out...
If I fade out...
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