Silversun Pickups

Time It's not worth my time Moonshine Bleeds into my eyes I still Sleep on the right side Of the white noise Can't leave the scene behind Could I be anything you want me to be And show me the way to be seen Do you see yourself in a crowded room? Do y

So we all Are growing old And it's getting old Pressure on Our hollow bones And the (varicose)? Suddenly We decompose But we're not alone So we all Are growing old Maybe we're sealed in silence And maybe we feel a guidance Maybe your own devices Will

Stop the season stop the sting A plastic mic a broken string Infected wound from a rusty ring Soon you'll be there too Kissing families can't recall A program to derail us all Forgotten prison it's been safe 'til now It's no wonder that we did it thi

Little lights are overexposed And they highlight marks on the floor When aligned right lead to the door Of a place that seems somewhat explosive Now I'm back and punching the air A sneak attack to disrupt and smear All the laid tracks I left when I b

Who would know All the reasons you're alone If the seeds were planted firm my dear Would the banshees tear it all apart I'll tell you a secret Let's make this perfectly clear There's no secrets this year I'll tell you a secret I'll make it perfectly

We are ready for the siege We are armed up to the teeth We care for how you live and breathe Release whats broken underneath How many times do you wanna die How many wings Do you wanna die Do you feel safe again? look over your shoulder Very carefull

There's a vulture perching right off screen And it's bitter and whispers chaotic things And it reached in quick ain't it worrying It's so easy to see, everyone can agree, stop listening I know you've heard it before But then it wasn't enough You don'

So you can't hold a star in your hand though At least you can hold on to another plan Rusted wheel planted still I can tell it's summer from the Size of the bugs that fly through my window Flying through my window Rusted wheel planted still Rusted wh

Cannibal - Silversun Pickups When the king comes down to speak The animals, animals With this cloth howl for a feast A cannibal, cannibal When they crawl onto the break It's being gray, well away Pull the rug howl from underneath This cannibal, canni

Remove a bullet from my head Extracting over confidence Hidden so easy to pretend Too bad the rush was found again I can see the pictures on the floor Sketches of what was there before Three came from one little seed The last one is all i need I can

I can't believe it, you of all things. It's been a while, memories teem. Some kind of anthem lingering. Images settle internally. Ribbons and detours meant nothing to me-Swaying our sentiments, pulling our strings, Tempting me softly, but killing our

Backyard burnings I'm easily amused Backs are curling Theyâ€re running out of room Mouth is sharpened In a gruesome display But Iâ€m still waiting For something nice to say My spirits are high Mean spirits high Please go on and on There's beauty in y

So you wanna mess with me? Caught me in a silent scream Heat filling up my cheeks Not exactly what you think See you in the room next door Your feet float above the floor Dress torn above your knees Like you've owned it for centuries Dots and dashes

I've been waiting i've been waiting for this moment all my life but it's not quite right and this 'real' it's impossible if possible at who's blind word so clear but so unheard i've been waiting i've been waiting for this silence all night long it's

Silversun Pickups - Sort Of Do you think I'm sort of alive? Should I set these motives aside? Do I feel? Well sort of, but not When you walk your body through mine What's keeping my tongue tied? I see when you roll your eyes I swear any moment you wi