1.Birthed By Architecture
A window is still a window even when the glass has been removed
In a fight for power as I watch the world fall apart
I'd offer my hand but then I'd be lowering my defenses
I'm obliged not obligated I hope you understand
Hey Kef I'm still here for this
Dreaming the sound of your steps into the sea
Hey Kef
You caused the deadbolt and I know why
Sleep tonight is something I won't try
Writhing in my clothes
And these phlegmatic words are all I have to show
You put me way up in the clouds
And I never hope that I come down
You put me way up in the clouds
And I never hope that I come down
Hey Kef I'm still clear for this
Dreaming the sound of your steps into the sea
If we're going to twitch we're doing this in style
Move to the rhythm
Smooth tremble
Loose temper
Smooth tremble
Loose temper
A window is still a window even when the glass has been removed
You put me way up in the clouds
And I never hope that I come down
2.Smoke It To The Rope
Can you feel my legs begin to shake
Just as the aether that is
Under these sheets
The space between
This jealous air
And my final attempt to
Sleep until you're back from tomorrow
Until I end today
This should be me with untitled eyes
The smoke billows from your lips
Wishing for miles underneath this sky
Wishing for a halo will only bleed you dry
Sleep until you're back from tomorrow
Until I end today
Sleep until you're back from tomorrow
Stifle my breath again
Don't you wish that this was your name (here)
And I was dreaming of your hand
I guess I'm a sucker at heart
I'm just a sucker at heart
I guess I'm a sucker at heart
I'm just a sucker at heart
I guess I'm a sucker at heart
I'm just a sucker at heart
I guess I'm a sucker at heart
I'm just a lying fucker at heart
3.Barracuda Capital Of The World
Children twisting through the trees
Unconscious and unguilty
Here we're alone
A final confession as I ask for a high drive
Before I take this plunge I wipe my eyes dry
Crack the window like a rib
Let our heat escape
Pain the sky
Stand in line for the next great adventure
No one takes steps like me
The next generation has abolished all the pioneers of this
golden age
And acclaimed the harmony in all this beautiful disharmony
Stand in line for the next great adventure
No one takes steps like me
Comfort is a word of the past
And damnation is my kind of free
Send me the sunset
Or the history of torture
It's being without this faith that brought this together
Stand in line for the next great adventure
No one takes steps like me
Comfort is a word of the past
And damnation is my kind of free
4.Great White Zombie
I could see the souls seeping through the stones on the horizon
On the horizon
My movements are drapes in a state of the art
Your emotions lack the face I value in my state of the art
The oaks are over and the forest is now the shoulder
Of all uncontrollable monotony
I pity you who know nothing
While I walk softer than this city
My movements are drapes in a state of the art
Your emotions lack the face I value in my state of the art
Keep in mind there is no such thing as awkward silence
When you're talking to yourself
Won't you keep in mind there is no such thing as awkward silence
When you're talking to yourself
5.Life As A Criminal
I'm no poor storyteller
Just a poverish soothsayer
You can smack me into shape if you like
Or we could talk all night
If Jesus was born in a race of age
Would a noose of thorns be more fitting
The fear swells
Creating an undulating lull
Mind body and soul
These odd knees are old
If Jesus was born into a race of age
Would a noose of thorns be more fitting
If Jesus was born with a similar rage
Would a noose of thorns be more fitting
On which day did God create
This awful violence that I see
On which day did God create
This awkward violence that I see
6.The Sound Asleep
7.Out Of Context
I call action to the scene
Only a small fraction will make it to the screen
This is but a contorted synapse of your perception
This is exactly where I wanted us to be
Left without something I can't find in you
Sparked by an intermittent touch
I am sure that you never again will have all of me
A weary transgression has made its transit
To my yearning heart
This lead will fit better when it's lodged between
Your cowardice
Slowing your palpitations
This game is hardly a softer version of an eye to eye
Causing me to think of places come and gone
Well tonight you'll know I'm here
As my breath trickles up your thigh
Pucker up and taste the pain this time
C'mon baby pucker up taste the pain inside
A weary transgression has made its transit
To my yearning heart
This lead will fit better when it's lodged between
Your cowardice
Slowing your palpitations
You will forever know my face (is beautiful) like the back of
your hand
You will forever know my face (is beautiful) like the back of
your hand
The chalk outline tells me us won't work
I don't think you'll make it back this time
The chalk outline tells me us won't work
I don't think you'll make it back this time
The chalk outline tells me us won't work
I don't think you'll make it back this time
8.Let's Get Alone
A toast to those who taste the glorious breath
A sweet reminder stained on a lover's neck
If it wasn't for this then I could hardly be
The sadistic masochist that I am today
React and fall
Because this is war
A truth a trust
Broken and torn apart
I'm planning all the words I speak
Just to keep you here
Deign yourself and proclaim your fate
A knuckle bled for you when twilight hit thin air
Lost among the searching sinners
Only for one last time I want to hear you scream
React and fall
Because this is war
A truth a trust
Broken and torn apart
This bed is certainly the last place
That we will ever meet
Deign yourself and proclaim your fate
A knuckle bled for you when twilight hit thin air
Lost among the searching sinners
Only for one last time I want to hear you scream
I stole drops from the emerald sea
This life is what will be the death of me
A snap hand comeback and I've got nothing to lose.
A snap hand comeback and I've got nothing to lose.
A snap hand comeback and I've got nothing to lose.
A snap hand comeback and I won't let you in
9.Boy Gets What He Wants
It's hard to make these letters look as beautiful as you
A word too soft, too frail to be uttered
Or be placed in your dreams
My blood was an untrusty ink tonight
With lips and hands that will never meet again
Please understand that these are the years
And I just can't bare to see them wasted
My blood was an untrusty ink tonight
On the back of photographs
These words fall short of our last goodbye
When gold-capped irony
Brings the pain of light
As the seasons change
As the seasons change
Bottoms up you fuckers
This is your last release
Your libations are undead to me
Bottoms up you fuckers
This is your last release
Your libations are undead to me
10.Fear Will Keep Them In Line
You are immersed in your own guilty pleasure
Your tongue will never reach the bottom of the bottle
Do I make you wet？
I can surely guess that your eyes
Will never open again
Perspiration seeping through
There's nothing left but receiving for all we do
What happened to my confidence？
I disappear as the paper breathes me in.
It's clear to see you're becoming short of breath
I know this all too well
I'm frightened to see what you've become
Ten stories told as the tears fall
What happened to my confidence？
I disappear as the paper breathes me in.
I'll get through this
Your comatose kiss
I better watch my back
Cuz that cut was close
Breathe in breathe out
A smile sparked contingent on all my effort to comfort you
Breathe in breathe out
A smile sparked contingent on all my effort to comfort you
11.Home
12.(I Am) The Master Of Gravity
As the clouds below are gently unaware
That the sun did cry for us until we knew it's shape
Gravity pulling life from the body into a map of the seas
Oh my, I've written one too many lies this time
Muscles as sore as the loser I am
Brilliant is he who makes his move
But knows exactly where he should have gone
To the ones who've held me back
Write as the reader you are
Until the end of all time
I hid my face in your dress
To act as my disguise
To hide the face that in 13 years
I would see my own damn eyes
Brilliant is he who makes his move
But knows exactly where he should have gone
To the ones who've held me back
Write as the reader you are
Until the end of all time
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