Bad Books все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

We started a fire;
That was never supposed to burn out.
You started a band;
That was cool for a while but it turned pretty bland.

I started a fight;
With the neighbor next door
And his pesky wife.

I don't mind
I made this decision
So we
Could never grow

Would never grow

I can see

Styrofoam cup of mud in my good hand,
Disembodied voice of God in the trash can
Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future
Sleeping through the steak-out, researching the rumor.

A mile, A motor, A mattress, A memory.
First you were embarassed, but how could you not be,
Tangled and teenaged, mom at the movies,

We slept for close to seven hours
All the way to your dad's basket case
I didn't catch the final score
So I prayed that we'd sink a few more

And I didn't mind and you didn't seem
To mind about me, but I was wrong
Who wouldn't fear to leave it all?

McCarren Park when your body gave ground
1 o'clock, June 6, sun out
God hid in amphetamine waves
Margaritas & disposable days

We folded arms & I felt your heart hum
Speedy eyes & I want what I want
The truth, cut with adrenalized fear

I felt like somebody somewhere could see
My dad and Russell running through the woods of lost creek
Oh it’s a shame Jessica never got clean
You know the last time I saw her was honestly awful for me
Lately on Sundays he started to sleep
Trading in on your fathers theology
I know you loved him but not equally
To your big tent revival ministry

We passed 800 miles talking circles about living with loss
You said your sense of humor s always helped you get above & across
Every hurdle, every chasm, every shocking & unspeakable blow
Just proves the universe is chaos so you laugh to clear the lump from your throat

But if you re fixed on being bitter
Go be bitter on your own
We re still two hours from El Paso

With my dominant hand,
I steer the ship towards the future
With my eyes full of sand, I make a myth of the mess
Through desert blinders and cataracts, grab the battle axe
let the faith outfox the fear
Snap off the string, go clear

(No reward)

Draw your five short breaths and pretend it’s meditation
Shower head higher power give me patience
Make me nobody’s robot make me nobody’s slaughtered lamb
Delivery me from evil and open me as best you can.

Playin cracked guitar for the Boston Occupation
Get your blindfold drift aimed and endless destinations
Watch the wake and assembly leave principled righteous lives

Petit Mort, I asked you for an answer
Petit Mort, I sang until you slept
Petit Mort, you took yourself, you bastard
Petit Mort, now sleeping's all that's left

You took apart the sympathetic angle
When you catered to the bitterness inside
Aligned yourself with depths I couldn't handle

Don't move, I only think the truth unless it's you.
Don't move, I try to be the best and there's no proof.
Please move.

It's a long time coming, a long time making you.
I hope that it will get the best of...
And I didn't know you wouldn't have the key to the end of it all.
I really hoped it would be okay. Save it for another day.

Bare breasted, you make love in the turret
I feel each single thrust that you take
In silence I watch on from the bastion
Entranced, I make myself look away

Bare breasted making love in the turret
I'll never love nobody other than you
And in silence I can feel as you quiver

My love has gone away
Packed up her bags and then boarded that plane
And I guess that the time I figured you d wait
Teary face, leaky breath, a bitter taste

Tripped out for 600 years
Who would have thought I d make it last year?
In a way it makes sense that I died and reappeared

I caught you caterwauling and giving grief
Thought you were cannonballing after me
I let your actions speak for themselves
And wished you well

But youre a mirror I cannot void
Strung out and jittery and paranoid
A leaky battery that cant keep charged