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Alkaline Trio
Alkaline Trio




Альбом Alkaline Trio


Maybe I'll Catch Fire (14.03.2000)
14.03.2000
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14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
and I've got toothpicks in my eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him.

14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
and I've got a painting in my head, a deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said

Sad, sorry excuse.
Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
to take away this buzz that I call you.

14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
Toothpicks pry open eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him.

14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
I've got a painting in my head, a deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said

Sad, sorry excuse.
Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
to take away this buzz that I call you.


. . .


The sunrise fills your eyes, cannot hear your cries
Pleading please just go away
I can't take another day of this
No surprise, a surplus of lies, freed from the skies

Is there something that I missed?
Can't even take another day of this
Lower than piss, have you ever felt like this?
She can't recall the last time she avoided it
Lower than piss, have you ever felt like this?
Judging by your eyes like crystal balls
Madam Me is predicting that your answer will be yes

The sunrise burned out your eyes, failed to apologize
As it was eating at your face,
took your smile away without a trace of it
Warmer than piss have you ever felt like this?
It just might take a fever to encounter it
Knee deep in shit there's no avoiding it
From your knees you're coated brown,
to your toes there is no sound like this

And I will keep you warm in hell
And I will keep you warm in hell
And I will keep you warm in hell
Way down in hell


. . .


Soon ends our stay here and it's been fun.
So tonight I'll raise my glass to us
'cause we've talked so much I think we filled this ashtray twice,
and I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place, so
Let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right under the streetlight.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.

Way to go, way to go
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go
Forgot you've got so far to go.

I heard everybody's voice cut out when you spoke.
And I watched all the lights go dim when your eyes opened.
Well I can't believe you showed up, what do I do now?
It's last call, time to go.
But before we say goodnight....

Let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right under the streetlight.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.

Way to go, way to go
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.


. . .


My, my what a mess we've made of our pretty little heads these days.
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
Best wishes have been made for you, you never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.

My, my what a mess was made of my head
when I heard what you'd been through that day
It appears a violent storm's passed through you recently.
Letters meant to be sent have been torn.
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor.
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless,
I fucked this one up long ago.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.

Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
You wont catch me behind the wheel of a Chrysler ever again.

My, my what a mess we've made of our precious little lives these days.
It appears a big fucking tornado has twisted us up recently.
Best wishes have been made for you, you never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.

Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel of a Chrysler ever again.


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All you've been asking for's been placed in front of you.
The headaches, the shaking, the boredom the boardroom brings.
You're scratching at itching brought by the spiders beneath your skin.
The answer in question is over before it begins.

Hey there sleepy smile,
I see you've brought your bedroom eyes.
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.

All you've been asking for's been placed in front of you.
The headaches, the shaking, the boredom the boardroom brings.
You're scratching at itching brought by the spiders beneath your skin.
The answer in question is over before it begins.

Hey there sleepy smile,
I see you've brought your bedroom eyes.
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.

Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
It's raining flames.

Earth to sleepy smile,
Where'd you take those bedroom eyes?
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.


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This house is full of ears but I can't talk to anyone
They've heard this one a thousand times
Most exciting thing I do - hang half way out a third floor window,
maybe throw lit cigarettes down
And maybe I'll catch fire
something warm to hold me
something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil shit's not hard to find
I guess I only claim to be nice.

This house is full of eyes but I can't look at anyone
They've seen this face a thousand times
Most relaxing thing I do - hang half way out a third floor window,
and look at rocks if I fall out
Well maybe I'll fall hard
Something tough to break me
Something sharp to rip into my insides and bleed out all that pain
Sorry I don't even know your name
I guess for me it's easy this way.

Maybe I'll catch fire
Something warm to hold me
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil shit's not hard to find
I guess I only claim to be nice

. . .


Tuck me into where it's freezing,
Tuck me into bed with snakes.
Tuck me in with the tarantulas,
I wanna let 'em in my mouth and down my throat to lay their eggs.

Tuck me into where there's bleeding,
Where it spills out of the walls onto the floor.
Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies amount to shit,
they always did, for ever more.
I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had noplace left to go.

Tuck me into where I'm falling,
Where I can feel the heat rise underneath my wings.
and all the fallen angels in hell will tuck me away from you,
take me away from everything.
Tuck me into where there's dying,
Tuck me in with flames and tuck me in with flies,
Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend
with maggots in her eyes or as ashes in the sky.

I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.

I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.

. . .


Do you remember the story of the boy and his first date?
She took him to the lake and he fell in love.
She spent one summer waking up between his arms.
She told him how good that felt, told him he was the one.

And then she went away, his calls were not returned.
He went to see her but her eyes were burning a different stare.
The focus was somewhere else.
And that feeling had somehow disappeared.

Do you remember when they both drove out of state?
Stealing kisses behind her cousins back,
with a love so strong tell me who could wait
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then is has to be right.
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then is has to be right
(Gotta be right)

When it seems so right and it feels so right, then it has to be right.
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then it has to be right.
But then she went away and she's not coming back
and I'm pretty sure that boy is staying in tonight.


. . .


Schoolyard freaks are freezing, down getting teased again
I'm looking back and down and watching it go by
Down at the stockyards cattle screaming, the trains squeak by again
I can see my breath and I'm so thankful I'm not one of them

The sound of the ground freezing is pounding once again
It comes with the wind that once wiped off our smiles
Alarm clock bells are screaming out the same routine again
Scrape open your eyes, rise and fucking shine, 7 am

Sit down, dead weight, and wonder
Unsure, unslept, uncovered
The new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes,
Through 5-3 eyes

Schoolyard freaks are freezing, pushed to the ground again
I'm looking up and west for black to fill the sky
The sound of bottles breaking still breaking in my ears
They opened just in time to empty out and gouge away the years

Sit down, dead weight, and wonder
Unsure, unslept, uncovered
The new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes,
Through 5-3 eyes

Schoolyard freaks are bleeding, down getting kicked again
I can taste the earth and feel it in my eyes
The sound of cattle screaming, still screaming in my ears
They came in metal coffins -
chained me up and hacked me off my years

Sit down, dead weight, and wonder
Unsure, unslept, uncovered
The new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes,
Through 5-3 eyes

. . .


Shaking like a dog shittin' razorblades,
waking up next to nothing, after dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
While you're taking your time with apologies,
I'm making my plans for revenge.
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge.
I'd drive straight off the edge.

Taking your own life with boredom,
I'm taking my own life with wine -
it helps you to rule out the sorrow,
it helps me to empty my mind.
Making the most of a bad time
I'm smoking the brains from my head
Leaving the coal coloring the kettle black and orange and red
This kettle is seeing red.

I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick with you my darling.
In case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying.
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall.

Shaking like a dog shittin' razorblades,
waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
while you're taking your time with apologies,
I'm planning out my revenge.
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge.
I'm seeing red.

I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick with you my darling.
In case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying.
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall.

Plugged in and ready to fall.
Plugged in and ready to fall.

Plugged in and ready to fall.

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