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Don't Cut Your Fabric to This Year's Fashion (2004)
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Don't cut your fabric to this year's fashion.

Head trip on the scene again,
Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed.
Head back, obsolete...
Trapped with the secrets that i can not keep today.

Head spun by a thousand spiders,
Sucked into their late night infomercials,
Rolled back with every beat,
Bound to the bond on a greater feature feat.

You got it,
Intrusive,
Errattic,
Elusive,
Your heart aches,
Infliction,
Sporadic in an aging contradiction.

I have a dream,
It's them and not me,
You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my,
Sugar my life,
Sweaten my tea,
You lied, you lied, you lied,
You've got your hands around my throat,
You've got your eyes inside my back,
You lied, you lied, oh my.

. . .


I'm an angel with broken wings,
Who's poisoning the night
With love, from me to you
I'm having an episode,
Do you want a small bit part?
I think you might, I hope you do.

Oh baby go so slowly,
Nowhere, nothing, quiet softly.

The world falls apart, in just seven days,
It sinks to the bottom, in oceans of rain,
The cure is so clear, the blood is astray,
And everyone dies, except for the rain,
...And I think that I'm starting to scare myself.

I hate myself, and I want you to die,
So insincere, swallowing ice,
And it all will render useless,
Welcome to enhancement by affiliation,
Time swept by in a hungry nation,
And everybody's dancing to get it off their chests,
And everybody dies, but no one gets to rest.

Go slow for the angels will fall,
For the betterness of this orgy god,
Half lives with secular law,
Suspended in a drug like state of bliss.

. . .


Pretty darling, stop running down my street,
the tears are dropping like a nuclear meltdown,
i never meant to let it come to this,
can we blame it on timing not chemistry,
all night long, i'll sing the same somber song,
attack my decisions, and the horse they road on,
everything seems to be less that zero,
a mascara hero with a heart of zinc.

I never should have kissed...
I never should have...

And I never should have kissed those lips before,
I never should've let you out my door,
But now I'm stuck with your photograph.

The words you chant, I never thought they'd,
Be so true, dancing in my head,
So pause this moment, till we meet in our next life:
A black tabby housecat, a bottle of (X)anax,
All night long is one repeated love song,
When have I became this tree,
Till we meet in our brand new world,
I'll count the rings, if you tie a string.

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I remember a happy moment,
With the paint covered clouds above.
You were there,
Just as meaningless as me and you.
We are basic in disguise,
We are stuck in these moments of time,
Will we let go,
And let the past pass us goodbye again?
Our lives are fearful from sin,
Fooled in believing that there is wrong,
But what is wrong,
And what is rightfully our sins?
Words are meaningless and trite,
Parallel to our attractiveless lives...
We are little fragments,
Tiny fragments, just floating in the air...
We are simple, simple creatures,
I remember my most zen moment,
It was when you found me dead.
Next to you I laid.

. . .


You're not listening, so why should I talk to you?
Why should I understand, why should I follow through...
Out of luck,
Out of time,
Out of hopelessnes,
And sleepless nights ahead,
Not asking for this strange situation,
Not asking for this trite vaccination,
Not asking for this genius complication?
Are you loving,
Or leaving,
Or lying,
Or dying away?

I've got to get the hell out of here,
Get my shit off the ground, knock this place down.
So far, far away, I just bleed...don't ask me to repeat...

. . .


Fill the blank spots in, with childish gibberish,
What seems to be the difference...as we only will digress.

Can you figure it out, develope your moment,
Rejection is bliss, ignorance is almost.

And I need you more today,
Let's talk about the government,
Development,
Then you walk away,
Don't walk away.

You're so invincible,
So damn consumable,
Oh just deliver it,
You're so unbeatable,
Wuite so delectable,
Even though impossible,
Very much untouchable,
You're so unbeatable.

And you go...

Anyway you figure it, we will all die soon enough,
The trick is to be the first.

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Good morning sunshine:
Form this dead letter day.
I suppose I should have seen this,
But blindness prevails,
An easy game girl,
Just a simple plan,
You said you plan to hurt,
But that just means i'll hurt you.

I'll ask you that aged-old question,
Who am I to blame this all upon?
Maybe we'll see each other in our next life,
Maybe we'll choke on it, or maybe we'll just be friends...

And I do, for you.

Alone again in this room,
Until the 15th of june,
Adding over all the arguments ,
We had in vain,
If you would ask girl,
I would give it my touch,
We're playing tag across the United States,
Halfway undone.

I'll ask you that aged-old question,
Who am I to blame this all upon?
Maybe we'll see each other in our next life,
Maybe we'll choke on it, or maybe we'll just be friends...

Just take this feeling,
I've asked you a question,
And if you see me.
Forever a question...

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Hold your knife against my throat, cut me deeper,
Feel the blood drip down your arm, darling,
I paint this picture on the back of my mind,
But it's fading quickly like an eighth-grade summer romance.

The sleeping pills are mixing nicely with red wine,
Catch them all, before panic hits monday,
Trapped like rats, and oh the water is rising,
We'd use the life boat, but we gnawed through the tubing.

You're a drug, like the gun inside my mouth,
I know it's wrong but I just can't spit you out,
Happiness is a warm pun,
And I love the taste of steel tonight,
I know it happens for the rest of your life,
Not asking, just doing darling.

I know it happens for the rest of your life.

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Alone again, sociable,
Just a walking contradiction for the diction to beat,
I'm so dumb, so very numb,
I can't tell who, why, or what I've already done,
Incomplete, did you get any sleep?
A photocopy of a copy of a copy just leaked,
Stuck in this room, stuck in your dreams,
One, two, three, fourteen times a day.

Can you see, you remind me of,
How I used to be,
Let's say goodbye to our maybes,
Incomplete, just a texture of ,
How life really is,
And it seems to feel so real.

Eyes wide shut, faded to white,
A little conversation never seemed to stray this far,
Ignore my thoughts, is that blood on your sleeve,
A needle dropped inside my basket of great, great ideas,
Susceptible, open and bare,
Going under in the seven seas of long blank stares,
You're so damn it, I'm so damn hot,
Let's burn it out, and be forgotten forever and out.

Time and circles, it's the way we are.

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In just about any given situation,
I'm wasting my patience.
Even though my heart is open,
I'm broken, so broken down.

I defy the laws of science,
And physics, well even logic,
Come on, let's erase my existence;
Annihilation, exuberating.

Feel it running on and on,
I've broken down.

I'd swear my mouth is open,
It's open; I'm screaming,
But still my world is silent,
So silent, so alone.

No more decaffeinating,
I'm done procrastinating,
Consider this my resignation.

Everyday, everyway, always losing my mind,
Spinning round in rhetorical questions,
Perpetually wasting my given time.

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Starting to come together,
Starting to all make sense,
We began to blossom, so perfect,
I'm starting to understand.

And you have made this cove for us, again.

If this was any other day,
I'd surely just walk away.

Working it out so perfect,
A picture worth a thousand words,
Can't believe we took it, so wasted,
I'm starting to understand.

And I gather all myself, for you.

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Head trip on the scene again,
Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed.
Head back, obsolete...
Trapped with the secrets that i can not keep today

Head spun by a thousand spiders,
Sucked into their late night infomercials,
Rolled back with every beat,
Bound to the bond on a greater feature feat.

You got it,
Intrusive,
Errattic,
Elusive,
Your heart aches,
Infliction,
Sporadic in an aging contradiction.

I have a dream,
It's them and not me,
You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my,
Sugar my life,
Sweaten my tea,
You lied, you lied, you lied,
You've got your hands around my throat,
You've got your eyes inside my back,
You lied, you lied, oh my.

. . .


Are you up in the middle of the night
Trying to figure out where things went wrong?
And they did, just another semi-bummer weekend,
It seems hard to find a home for the words,
Though I'm sure they make complete sense, in your head,
It's a light hearted movie with a splash of calamity.

And when I dig too deep, when I get too high,
I never ask of you, I'll ask of...
And when I talk too much, don't talk enough,
I never ask of you, I'll ask of...
And when I fall apart over the weekend,
And the pills begin to stop working,
And when I'm not in line, just too aligned,
I never ask of you, I'll ask of...
I never ask of you, I'll ask of...

And just like that,
We'll snap our hands and all will turn to white, on white,
Does everything have to be such a tragedy?
Let's sum the world into one clever line,
And sell it back at double their asking price, or triple,
It's a crazy world, someone should sell some tickets.

I saw you again last night,
Sidewalking junkie filled with hazy thoughts, oh yeah,
Beginning of my snow storm daydream,
You're a drug hit to my sanity an acid trip to my well being, Yeah, yeah, yeah,
As the docters prescribed, a well-mannered lad,
In the ever growing well-mannered fad.

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