Sky Diver
(专辑: By The Throat - 2009)
Use your fist, please don't knock My loose teeth are yours to take Cuddling our new found freedom In keeping our eyes open without being awake Kiss my ear, the
faint still taunts Children rejoice 'once hero now dead' One last time, I'm really hurting Just a
little taste to take off the
edge I
rummage through old love letters and photographs In a
desperate reach for a
clue into who I
am But with only the
distant past as a
reference I
fail to feel any connection to the
bones under my skin You can cry but you're still getting sterilized Can show the
sun how to come if you know the
sky He'll let you make a
mess if you keep him high It was a
good shoot, the
messenger deserves to die for his lies Make it hurt Scare me straight Cursed is he who can't burn by fire We're all falling, show me feeling, I'm your designated diver I
can see the
cuts on your mind Your mother made yours, mine made mine I
know you'd rather be sad than stupid Genius by day Junkie by night By the
grace of breeze I
never scraped a
knee That didn't help me see bleeding isn't what it seems Let it steam, let it steep (Let it sting, let it steam) 'til it screams 'finally free' Then you better leave I
bet that she's gonna kill the
king Doctor wound, perfect numb 13 billion years in the
making Black hole in the
center of a
galaxy We're still suffering, we're still aching The
sanctuary is closed for repairs I
used God's guide to paint a
maniac the
nice way Bad habits make for good memories I'm good at being at the
wrong time in the
right place Crust and clots at the
corners of her mouth Eyes white like yours but completely different somehow Caught her post dose looking like a
ghost Cheeks-rosed from the
flush of fluid so familiar to us now Legs folded, the
predators' prey There's no messiah that wasn't a
slave to it's brain If I
could do with nails what you do with words There'd be one more crucifixion one less open door Use my fist, but I
won't knock Break it open, itch me sober Trust me: we'll get out of this alive Now take my hand it's almost over I
apologize for lying about smiling I'm a
frightened little cat that learned to act like a
lion While Leviathans beach in the
grip of their patience I'm driving this cheap pirate ship to the
pavement By the
grace of breeze I
never scraped a
knee That didn't help me see nothing's really what it seems Let it steam, let it sleep 'til it screams "Finally free", then you better leave I'm aiming right for the
head of the
king