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Allow Us To Set The Scene (ft. iRis.EXE)
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Subtle Whispers To Take Your Breath Away
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And The Two Slipped Into The Shadows
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Red Wine And Discontent
03:33
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don’t confess just yet. Tell me every little lie you have and say it with conviction.
Just keep your secrets to yourself,
If I’m so hopeless, you’re romantic.
Oh mercy, don't speak.
Just lay the petals without care,
bleed me dry
Don't blink, you’ll miss it all. Watch as we lose control.
These violent delights, new lines are drawn into our skin.
Mistakes you hold in such good fashion.
Never met with such compassion.
Don't hold your breath
This is the solemn part
If I’m so hopeless, you’re romantic. Romantic.
(We’ve said, we’ve said it all)
You’ll make your bed with every lie you tell,
stay buried with your secrets.
I bet you’d rather cut your tongue out.
just like a endless carousel
We try to lock eyes while we spin
Hold Your Breath
Whispers that haunt us till the end
Red wine and discontent, turned into silhouettes.
With a lit cigarette, our halos fall to the floor.
Three words to carry a reaction, always met with satisfaction
Don't hold your breath
If I’m so hopeless, you’re romantic. Romantic.
(We’ve said, we’ve said it all)
You’ll make your bed with every lie you tell,
stay buried with your secrets.
I bet you’d rather cut your tongue out.
I bet you’d rather cut it out
Just one look and I’ll fade away from all uncertainty
Just one,
When the last petal falls, can the roots stay interlocked?
Just one last, one last dance
We grit our teeth even as we smile
If I’m so hopeless, you’re romantic. Romantic.
(watch us react like chemicals)
You’ll make your bed with every lie you tell,
stay buried in your secrets.
I bet you’d rather cut your tongue out.
Bleed me dry
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5. |
Lubricant Like Kerosene (ft. Kim Dracula)
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A fruitful resolution was just a tease
For this city will drop us all to our knees
With every sense caressed by destructive beauty
We’ve yet to drop the curtain on this dear city
Our name should be in lights
Gruesome nature of the night
The wardrobe: now blood red from white
Empty bottle and all that surely follows,
Last call’s sorrows
The curtain dawns, to reveal the carnage
For all to see, now our headline writes itself
Screams from the foyer, the sirens near
Isn’t it lovely?
Light now fades
Coup de grâce
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Silhouettes In Motion
02:47
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In a castle made of four walls, there’s a Queen of nothing,
I decree that the music doesn’t stop.
Let's dance around with the twisted memories of ghosts, hear them all tapping away.
This is a prison of my design,
so
Left with the rhythm now
Let's do this waltz alone
To a hollow tone
I’m dancing with a shadow for the night
Figures made of silhouettes
Locked eyes with no intent
What if the devil had a fashion sense?
Would you lie (you lie, you lie)
To take a step inside?
It’s just a fucking illusion, can’t hold it tight
It's just lovely confusion, its blissful ignorance,
I know the feeling, It’s so safe.
Chasing, the footprints left behind
Chasing, the presence left inside
The taste left is so bitter,
Self imposed.
That red dress on my mind
Left with the rhythm now
We start to lose control
Who would know?
I’m dancing with a shadow for the night,
Married to these vacant faces.
I’ll Carve your name in four white walls,
Who would know?
I’m dancing with a shadow for the night
Figures made of silhouettes
Locked eyes with no intent
What if the devil had a fashion sense?
Would you lie (you lie, you lie)
To take a step inside?
Break the walls
Will I see you again?
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on the pavement we’ll lie, alone, we’ll know one day
when the radio stops I know we’ll all sing,
through the haze i still see you, in your eyes there’s still one thing.
when the radio stops, i know we’ll hear screaming
this fire started with the smallest spark, we’ll fall apart, to the dance floor for shelter
this pose of passion to ignite the start, as hopes depart, its never-ending
our heels all tap, we’re ready to go, let’s see it through,
the flames, they look so pretty, burning higher.
well okay, all right, we’ll feed the fire, don’t save us.
to feel the heat sometimes,
i’d give anything
escape from the cold, warm yourself in the heat of the moment, till the roof blows off.
No more moving in a dream.
There’s an amber glow,
if only you had the strength to open up your eyes
a fire started with the smallest spark, we’ll fall apart, to the dance floor for shelter
a pose of passion to ignite the start, as hopes depart, its never-ending
It’s neverending, never end
so scream out, swing to the beat and cast out the smiles of malice.
Cling to your substance, don’t let them rob you of rhythm.
This is the hope draped around the image of solace.
This is the movement, don’t let them,
don’t let them, ever stop you.
We watch as the candelabra falls
Ashes start to surround us
Dance with me, spinning in our dismay.,
Que sera, locked into step with the blaze.
Fanning the flames that give us comfort tonight
Through the haze I still see you,
in your eyes there’s a glow,
Reflecting the city we know
Self combust and let our bodies be turned to dust
And with our final breath we seal this statement
what a shame that this story came to such a tragedy in the end,
One for the ages
Two burnt to ashes
In the end
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So they’re stopping you, they said it has to be
Play the game, so they say with these guilt ridden themes
Turn up the radio, the silent battering, the beat goes just like this…
1,2,3,4
on the way down, what’s it gonna be?
we could dance to the sound of a car crash
on the way down, so it has to be,
just the ghosts of a broken era
I’ll stop to stare at the sun, they’ll push me off of the bridge, this is the freest that it gets
These are the steps of decay within a lonely estate,
(It's all in doubt, its all in doubt)
So Get the ambulance ready while the rhythm rings out,
(So step in sync, so step in sync now)
Because this dancefloor's a wreck and now the lights have gone down.
Just move in the dark now, you can never lose the beat.
Let’s steady this pace now,
Turn up the radio
It's time to stand up, it's time to move your feet, well now, everybody
On the way down, so it has to be,
Who’s the voice of a broken era?
These are the steps of decay within a lonely estate,
(It's all in doubt, its all in doubt)
So Get the ambulance ready while the rhythm rings out,
(So step in sync, so step in sync now)
Because this dancefloor's a wreck and now the lights have gone down.
Bring it down
Don't lose touch, sway and hold them close, breath in deep, close your eyes
these bodies break into a collision of compassion, a collision of compassion
(Your heart beats to the rhythm, resonating all throughout your veins)
Let’s steady this pace now, don’t lose the step
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10. |
Sister With A Gun
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11. |
Chewing The Scenery
03:48
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Can you picture this? Painting a portrait that puts me to rest,
we’re moving backwards.
Well it is, is it this, is it just?
this is bliss
(is this just bliss?)
Who'll stop the bleeding, if you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives? Does this bring you joy?
Whose side are you on?
Still, this game we play seems rigged.
We push on,
The house we built still feels empty
Missteps are plenty, In this play,
We plant our feet and hold on till the climax
Now the crowd won’t seem so pleased with this display
Brought to tears betrayed by this self immolation
This act is a charade, we forgot our lines
It’s time to improvise, shred this useless script
Let’s get a round of applause
Is this just bliss?
(Well it is, is it this, is it just, this is bliss)
Time out, restart
We’ve been here before,
You pull me in.
“Like a moth to a flame” you said
This is how it ends
Don’t fool yourself
this must be the end
Swan song
Who'll stop the bleeding, if you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives?
Does this bring you joy?
Buried and breathing.
Now there’s blood on your hands, you know damn well it’s mine.
Does this bring you joy?
Whose side are you on?
We’re chewing the scenery now
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12. |
Curtain Call
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SeeYouSpaceCowboy... San Diego, California
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