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Senses Fail
Senses Fail


Информация
Откуда Ridgewood, New Jersey, USA
Жанры Post-Hardcore
Emo
Melodic Hardcore
Pop punk
Годы 2002—н.в.
Лейблы Universal
Interscope Records
Vagrant Records
Drive-Thru Records
ECA Records
См. также Midtown
Hot Water Music
Сайт Website
Состав
Buddy Nielsen
Garrett Zablocki
Dan Trapp
Jason Black
Zack Roach
Бывшие участники
Dave Miller
Mike Glita
Heath Saraceno
James Gill



Альбом Senses Fail


Let It Enfold You (07.09.2004)
07.09.2004
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So let me take thee with a chainsaw, (Chainsaw)
and take the glass against your wrists.
You know I am your worst nightmare
Oh how you love my bloody kiss.
But its time to die
(Your worth more dead)

Tell me your fantasies
I'll make you believe
That I really care
I'll look into your eyes,
I'll tell you all my lies.
As I take you slow.

So let me take thee with a chainsaw (Chainsaw)
I'll leave you like your father did.
I'll bite your lip, so fucking, so hard.
And watch the innocence just rip.
rip down your chest, and into mine.

Tell me your fantasies
I'll make you believe
That I really care
I'll look into your eyes,
I'll tell you all my lies.
As I take you slow.

So take your tears and go away
So take your tears and go away
A bitter ending from a slow decay.
So take your tears and go away.
And I'll sit here with a smile and a match.

The pain, she cried, the heartache.
The lies, she cried, the heartache.
The life, she cried, the heartache
And your life, she cried.

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Just like the lady in the blue dress,
You've got cigarettes on your breath,
Hairspray and some cheap perfume
I'll put a little sour in your sweet.
You've got so much fucking tongue in cheek
You want what you could never have

You say that you want respect
Well then you better get some for yourself.
Cause all that I see right now,
Is someone whose lost and encircled.

So you say, that I am rated X.
You suffer from the lack of sex.
Black heart and your lipstick smeared.
Your points are trite, and not too sober
to deal with your running over.
Your sane, but that ain't cleche lines.

You say that you want respect
Well then you better get some for yourself.
Cause all that I see right now,
Is someone whose lost and encircled.

Don't try to be cute with me
Cause I know you hate yourself.
And you'd end your stupid lies now
but your too spineless.

Just like the lady in the blue dress,
You've got cigarettes on your breath,
Hairspray and some cheap perfume

You say that you want respect
Well then you better get some for yourself.
Cause all that I see right now,

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(Play with, my heart)
I'll teach you what its like
(To be, so used)
That you'll have to clean
that dirt stuck in your plastic fingernails
and just the sent of you is enough
to make me sick

and all i know is revenge is sweet when...
you know that you are worthless,
and i am better than the games that you play princess.
(I play) and always win.

(I'll take, my time)
To slowly plot your end.
(But now, I will)
Speak bullets with my pen.
And all I know is you are cute when you scream.

You know, that you are worthless.
And I, am better than the games that you play princess.
(I play, and always Win)

I'll take you to the top
of this building and just push you off.
Run down the stairs so I can see,
your face as you hit the street.
(The street, the street, the street.)

You know, that you are worthless.
And I, am better than the games that you play princess.
(I play, and always Win)


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Rest in peace girl, your death is such a shame
The paper said a bullet got in your way
But I smell foulplay, possible poisoning
I had to bring her in for questioning
I went to your grave, dug up your body
Brought it to my house, where you lay

So lets play doctor babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
You could help solve this case
For me...

I headed downtown, to share what I had found
It's not a suicide, it's a crime
I have a witness, it's clearly evident
There had to be someone else present
At the time of death, poisons in stomach
How could she pull it, if she's dead?

So lets play doctor babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
You could help solve this case
We need a scalpel now
Under white lights you lay
We've got to hurry up
Before the flesh decays
Away...away

I'll catch the murderer
And send him away
I'll get the evidence
From your last day

Your last day...

So lets play doctor babe
We'll operate today
Incisions must be made
You could help solve this case
We need a scalpel now
Under white lights you lay
We've got to hurry up
Before the flesh decays


. . .



So let me take this medicine
to quench my love for violent things.
My swan song will
be like a bullet laced in anger
as the razor cuts the soft spot on your heel.

(It's back) It's getting slower.
(This war) It's getting harder
to fight by myself.
(This place) A bitter fashion.
(Ripped out) this shield that I have.
Tears rain from above.

Do you see the life I lead?

So follow me into the sun
and I will bleed the poison dry.

These bayonet scars never seize
to blind the light shed from the beast
and all we do is hate.

(Passion) from constant visions.
(Angels) A round of useless
good has lost its heart.

Do you see the life I lead?

So follow me into the sun
and i will bleed the posion dry.

For you [x2]
(For you!) [x3]

Bite to break skin.
Don't give the secret.
My stoic face,
beating with passion.
The Phoenix will die
inside the firestorm.
I am the son.

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This captain goes down with the ship,
"All hands on deck
Stand hip to hip."
I shout the orders,
"Shoot to kill.
Rum's not to burn,
It's not to burn."
And all my enemies,
I want their eyes to see,
Their captain walk the plank,
Set fire to everything.

Sail with me into the setting sun,
The battle has been won but war has just begun.
And as we float emotion starts to die.
We need to find a way just to keep our desires alive.

Now set the sail to quarter mast,
We'll jump the ship we'll sink 'em fast.
They follow me to victory,
Right at the sun, right at the sun.
And to the cannons roar,
Their bodies dance ashore.
A Pirates life for me
We are just what you see.

Sail with me into the setting sun,
The battle has been won but war has just begun.
And as we float emotion starts to die.

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Well if you pull to hard
Then the string will break
And if you leave the slack
Then the string won't hold

So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private house
Where we just scream, but no one can hear
"X" marks the spot where they the dig begins
The treasure is found within the broken hearts
That are soaked with fear

Fill the glass to the brim
And it will spill out
And keep a shotgun near you
Drop it, it will
It will be so blunt

So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private house
Where we just scream, but no one can hear
"X" marks the spot where they the dig begins
The treasure is found within the broken hearts
That are soaked with fear

Me, I wanted more, your lie
Everytime I, awfull thought

(So how can we find ourselves, trapped inside our own rocket private) so how can
we live on
(Where we just scream) without your live
(X marks the spot where they the dig begins) and do without
(The treasure is found within the broken hearts that are soaked with fear) doing
any
Don't try to hide
Doing distempt
I go messed up

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Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash that infests my sheets
can't make a wife out of a whore, don't want your skin on me
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain

I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf

So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust,
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain

I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf

I'm here back in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my james dean, I'll be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close now
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish
Play russian roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel

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It's 4 am and we will stalk again
The princess and your better queen.
On the fourth day of july
Deep in summer's eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

So speak your mind.
(Don't folow, with your foot)
All this pain here.
(All comes from, your trial)
I won't listen.
(Your memory, is bleeding)
My lies are faced with blue.

Coming straight from off the wires
Southern face and drunken father
Crying as shes carving in her flesh

It's 4 am and we will stalk again
The princess and your better queen.
On the fourth day of july
Deep in summer's eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

This falls on
(All palm trees, and trash heaps)
This burning bed
(Where my eyes, will not sleep)
Watching romance from a far,
See bleeding from the glass on my feet
Learning I love the smell of flesh.

It's 4 am and we will stalk again
The princess and your better queen.
On the fourth day of july
Deep in summer's eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

An angel, on his two knees.
Arms stretched, toward a red sea
Of violence, and assultry done.
The scenic, view of carnage
Caused by, the sore in his hands
The beauty resonates in birth.

Its plain to see, the wind beneath the trees.
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
But in this place, im choked by my own air.
I love the taste, of your blackened lips.

It's 4 am and we will stalk again
The princess and your better queen.
On the fourth day of july
Deep in summer's eye,

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So the light now is my weapon
Like a bush dried, withered in the sun
With this spark I'll go up in flames
I lay my guns down but they're too small to see
It's kinda cute how I resent to be
Everything but the instrument I am.

Embrace the emptiness
So let it enfold you

A better life is what I am after
My first name won't be my last one
Let the light just drip into your eyes

So it's true my words are contrived
I tell lies just to get into your mind
I'm as fake as a widow's smile
This mask of glass is what I choose to wear
So I won't ever have the need to bear
To tell the truth to anyone but me

Embrace the emptiness
So let it enfold you

A better life is what I am after
My first name won't be my last one
Let the light just drip into your eyes
And I am dead, your eyes are light

I'm just a bad actor stuck with a shitty script
All of my lines are cheap and the cast is weak
There was no music for the first time I got kissed
There was no femme fatal my mistress wasn't rich
So I've been formatted to fit your TV screen
The film went straight to tape
I'll bow out quietly
So quietly

Please do this now I beg
Duct tape my arms and legs
Throw me into the sea
(Please save me, please save me)
Please do this now I beg
Duct tape my arms and legs
Throw me into the sea
(Please save me, please save me)
Now watch the waves eat me
Setting my cold heart free
I'll wash the shore in weeks
(You can't save me, can't save)
Now watch the waves eat me
Setting my cold heart free
I'll wash the shore in weeks
(Can't save me)

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Just know we don't astound in time
so follow your bliss, and destroy the beauty.

I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.

I wanna die, like Jim Morrison.
a fucking rockstar.
I wanna die like god, on the cover of time.
Just a fake, in disguise
So pour some fame in my glass.

So kill the forrest, and destroy the beauty.

I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.

(Colors blind)
the eyes.
(Self defend)
the ear.
(Flavors now)
the taste.
(Suffocates)
the mind.

I would take someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain.
I used to be a serial killer
cause the victims don't get any fame.

I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.


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I won't forget the day that, that I came to
And I started thinking that theres more
than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
And all i ever wanted was someone to
Love me back to the bliss of ignorance
cause I feel like running head first into traffic

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I wont forget the day that, that I found god
In a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
So paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
And now my selfish pain is, the pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I stand outside of my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I call the cops to let them know
It's 22 Walthuree Ave.
as I thought I wanted this
I thought I wanted this.

(I'm here to say)
I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just give in.

I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think I'm just scared to live
I think that the truth is I'm scared

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There's poison in my drinking glass, don't stop just sip it down
and in a swirling masquerade of style my body hits the ground.
I'm beautiful when I'm asleep.
Martini kisses land on my blistered bloody scarlet lips.
The bottles in my hand.

Burn out, not fade away. [x6]

I'll speak in riddles so you can understand.
I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen.
So in love with me, like shaped you would be.
I'll write both our names into the wet concrete.

We're glistening like silver spoons, beneath the summer night.
Oh, can you smell the suttle winter frost as the flowers start to pry.
The autumn winds are bringing grapes to all the emerald trees.
They're so beautiful and dead, just make their colors slowly bleed.

Burn out, not fade away. [x6]

I'll speak in riddles so you can understand.
I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen.
So in love with me, like shaped you would be.
I'll write both our names into the wet concrete.

The pawns will fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
The king and his check mate
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
And I sit here with the secret
Choking at the laughter till I die


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