1. |
The clones we own
05:04
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Fight the fire in me
Flee this black-roof country
Do you know me?
What is this slow delay?
Standing with my head in my hands
What do you want to say?
I feel like i'll wait till i'm dead
Get to know me
Then you'll owe me
CHORUS:
This is the last thing I will show you
This is the last seed I will sow with you
Sell my body to thee
I'll be their prodigy
They don't own me
CHORUS
I curse this summer day
Standing with my lungs in my hands
How did we go astray
replaying the shit in my head!
You should clone me
then you'll own me
CHORUS
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2. |
Winter Woe
05:14
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This winter weather weighs heavy on my cold brain
your blatant silence makes me feel like I'm insane
you wouldn't let me feel what I thought you felt
and so I drowned deep and heavy in my own doubt
So I, so I and so I ran away, away, away.
I wait, I wake,
all while I'm falling slowly
Come to me, come to me
Call to me, call to me.
I fell asleep to the sound of your silent noise
I dreamt you left leaving me with your blackened toys
I played along, wrote a song,
prayed I'd feel you still
but you were gone, and I was wrong,
So I went for the kill
And I, and I, destroyed the order
And I, and I, broke down all borders
I wait, I wake, all while I'm falling slowly
Come to me, Come to me,
Call to me, Call to me
My mind, entwined
I hide, behind
Your kiss, soft lips
all this, pure bliss
but now, you frown
and me, the clown
I gasp, for more,
as you writhe on the floor
I wait, I wake, all while I'm falling slowly
Come to me, Come to me,
Call to me, Call to me
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3. |
Invite me in
04:16
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Intro:
Invite me in
Show me some skin
Let all the hurt get lost in the dirt
Translate your pain into physical gain
Hide behind
The flesh you find
I ate the words you threw at me
I ate my soul to set it free
I fear the fall
I fear your call
But lets not care lets start a brawl
CHORUS:
This girl she knows just how to let it go
Just how to let it go
Repeat Intro.
Repeat CHORUS.
A patient sigh
A silent cry
The perfect way
For one to die
But not before the gods dig deep
For one more soul for earth to keep
Not resurrected but recycled
bestowed upon one who is entitled
to dance to songs of sins retold
sung by the bones beneath the cold
Until the cycle has run its course
till death becomes desires source
and all we know
and all we love
is lost somewhere in the great above
CHORUS
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4. |
C'est La Vie
03:43
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Fruit that fall too close to the ground
Girls that wait for guys to make sounds
Ships that sail too close to the shore
The waves they make tempt my heart and ravish me to my core
CHORUS:
All these things
All these things and more
C'est la Vie my child
All these things
All these things and more
that make us go wild
She should not have lost her head
He should not have trusted his dread
it gave a chance for those to speak the nameless and all of the dead
listen to the right one
listen to the light son
give your heart a break
listen to the light son
listen to the right one
forgive your mistakes
dont listen to your hate
CHORUS
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5. |
Wooden Horses
05:12
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Rolling rolling down the hill
A modern age a wooden horse
turned into money into steel
and if you want to know who you are
forget whats real
forget whats real
Dying's not so bad
its just the guilt that come before
on the bridge crossed over rivers
over seas and fallen trees
wooden horses on your doorstep
wooden horses on your grave
she drew me near
she bit my ear
she drew me near
she bit my ear
Watch them stand there with their smiles
looking like they know more than they should
the fingered tapestries hang on the walls
sulking tauntingly
the fly sits on the broken beast
and feasts
unknowingly
on money steel and splintered wood
money steel and splintered wood.
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6. |
Give Me Peace
04:29
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Give me peace
I didn't ask to feel this way
Emotions never seem to hear me plead and pray
I didn't ask to lose my way
But recently I've lost the plot and rhyme and reason have no say
Chorus :
I don't belong
I can't be strong
I can only be you
I feel so wrong
Too big like King Kong
I can only be you
I didn't ask to hit this wall
These brakes are gone
My tyres are run
I failed to hear your call
I didn't ask to feel the fall
But now it's done
I've grabbed the gun
The time has come
To start this ball
Chorus
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7. |
Angst
03:52
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Don't cry, little baby
Don't panic, reveal the raw
just sigh, little baby
Get high on the war within
That burning in your breast
That fire you detest
Let it go
Creeping slowly as I close my eyes
are blinded by the silent cries
of vultures deep within my breast
i feel them feast i feel their nest
built out of angst and deep regret
for all the fools who should
forget me now
forget me not
forget me now
forget me not
That burning in your breast
That fire you detest
Let it go
And you ask me now
Can I help you?
Let me help you.
and the answer is
I cant help me
Let me help me
God I cant help myself
God let me help myself
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8. |
Some bones and a kettle
05:23
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Floating through limbo just to see you
Lightning guides my way
I know you have been waiting for me
annihilate the lie
I fly and fold my wings around you
I'd die if you left me here
You know you are my heart my soul and mind
annihilate the lie
And all the bones push through the ground
and tear through colors of grey scale sound
and all the people stopped and stared
and wondered who had put them there
Twenty years of this hard life
She calls him heart he calls her wife
they make their bed with crumpled sheets
and share the warm spot in between.
And all the gods look down and grin
and tease the winds
and laugh at our sins
They watched the monsters take him away
Away from her away from day.
And as the sunlight played
across her sleeping face during the afternoon
She awoke to find another living presence
in her half-lit room.
The Angel told her of the trials she was yet about to face.
She asked him if her heart would die
He merely looked away.
So those fiends broke down the door
tied her to a chair and called her whore
and as she stared at the white wall
through tangled hair
she started a war.
It makes more sense not to make any sense
What the hell am I doing here
How do you pull the levers so easily?
Empty, shes empty
and all because
she spilt her blood and wine
Empty, shes empty
and all because
she lost the race to hell.
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9. |
Komero
04:32
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Lately I've found
myself confused
an begging for truth.
Lazy birds fly
over my head
as I lay down.
Take my hair and braid a blanket
Take my heart and build a home
Take my blood and drink the water
Take my life so you'll survive
CHORUS:
As he wandered into darkness
he held himself back
and As the demons
held their pose
he smiled and waved at the cameras.
As the desert sands fill the hourglass
I remind myself this is only a dream
and As flutterbies caress your face
I remind myself this is only a dream
Take my hair and braid a blanket
Take my heart and build a home
Take my blood and drink the water
Take my life so you'll survive
CHORUS
Take my hair and braid a blanket
Take my heart and build a home
Take my blood and drink the water
Take my life so you'll survive
His heart beat
Like a voodoo drum
catching all the waves
applauding like a rabid crowd
His shoelaces came undone
as his jacket fell to the floor
and his heart stopped beating
as the image started to fade.
and the demons started to pray
and the image started to fade
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