magic recoveries LYRICS
magic recoveries
That's quite atrocious!
That's quite severe!
Do you believe in magic recoveries?
I know you can see me
But I'm not here
It seems like I'm breathing
But I'm not here
My heart is a piece of flesh
But my brains are about to break
I don't believe in
Magic recoveries
All I can think is my weird obsessions
All I can think of is my fucking dick
I know what I'll say to you
All I can think of is you
I know you can see mee
But I'm not here
You're hand's sliding through me
But I'm not here
we can stop whenever we want
Cartwheels on a pirate plank walk
A career in death-defiance
How can you tell us that we're paranoid
Cause just fact that we're paranoid
Makes us not believe a single word you say
Don't go down with the setting sun
We're going to get it done
And how could anybody understand
That the fate we have is in our hands
Don't go donw with the setting sun
No chance of snapping out of it
Excessively out of fit
How can you tell us that we're paranoid
Cause just the fact that we're paranoid
Makes us not believe a single word you say
Don't tell us when we should stop
Cause we can stop whenever we want
bad luck charm
I've been falling apart
As long as I can remember
Can you read my palms?
Sheer dread till the end of December
my fate is predetermined
Got to wait till the tide is turning
My fate is predetermined
And keep blushing red when I lie
That everything will be alright
I cant not look you in the eyes
Cause nothing's going to work out fine
Nothing is going to be alright
Nothing is going to work out fine
I can not look you in the eyes
Cause nothing's going to work out fine
I will be your bad luck charm
Tell my fortune again
All hope gets torn a sunder
I shine an ominous glare
13 is my lucky number
My fate is predetermined
I hold my breath cause I'm going under
My fate is predetermined
I'm not reading the letters
Until this blows over
I send them back to the sender
Until this blows over
I'm not picking up my phone
My fate is predetermined
I got to make it on my own
My fate is predetermined
worst night out
You think for hours what to wear
When you'd lookstunning in anything
I think for hours what to say
And then mess it up as you are listening
My legs are made of wood
But my eyes keep on following
This place is turning weird
And I think turning pro
The girls are sreaming loud
They call it a conversation
The drinks are on the house
That's hardly a compensation
My legs are made of wood
But my eyes keep on following
Keep following
I had the worst night out
I had the worst time in ages
I had the worst night out
I had the best time in ages
Standing in the line
I forget acting elegant
Get shivers down the spine
We should all get messed up
You drag me closer, but I move away
I didn't mean to be this way
Maybe the best thing about you is that
You know the worst things about me
And maybe the worst thing about you is that
You know the way I should be
arsonists vs. firemen
I have seen your soul
The sould that shone its light for all the grave
I have seen your stare
The stare that set our attics into flames
I thought you promised me
You'd live eternally
But maybe that was just a phase, you drama queen
In a fight who do you think wins, arsonists or firemen?
I would to anything to hear your voice just once again
I have seen your sould
The soul that shone its light for all the grave
Wither away
I have seen your stare
The stare that set our attics into flames
Wither away
You'd make no compromise
Lit sparks into my eyes
You're a beautiful piece of weaponry
An arsonist to set a blaze
A fireman to kill the flames
I would do anything to hear your voice just once again
I thoight you promised me you'd live eternally
But you could sleep a hundred years or even more
And now that we're all fucked and we are running out of luck
I get no rest until I hear your voice again
threat letter typewriter
I'd forget my name if it wasn't printed on my passport
This state I'm in is frightening
Message tied on to a brick adn thrown right through your rirst floor windonws
Let's hope you die in lightning
Write your address on this paper
We'll pay you a visit later on
And we'll get even with you all
Threat letter
Typewriter
Just so you know
Threat letter
Typewriter
That's all I know
I've got friends behind my back that can come and burn your house down
This state I'm in is frightening
I've got friends to cut your toes off just to show how much they care
Let's hope you die in lightning
headphones
Scattered on a satin bed
Body parts withour a head
I can not function when you're not around
So push it up to raise the dead
Out of words and out of breath
I can not function when you're not around
And when I'm tired of walking alone
I put my headphones on
And when it's time to get out of it all
I put my headphones on
And when it feels like everything's wrong
I put my headphones on
And when it's time to get out of it all
I son't want to listen to the static on the radio
Dancing throughthe tower blocks
Snare drum hits like handgun shots
I can not function when you're not around
A guillotine to make a cut
Now push it louder, don't ever stop
I can not function when you're not around
Climbing up the wall of sleep
Sliding on the surfaces
Put the music loud enough to raise the dead
Now build it up until my ears burn
My body drops into another world
Put the music loud enough to raise the dead
And that's when the song goes?
Beacon
At the end of the week
Crammed in commuter trains
Stations go by
But we don't know their names
Our eyes never meet
We flip though catalogues
Or gape at our feet
To maintain control
And there's abeacon in the middle of the town
And when the power's out it shows the way back home
The camera shot
All the grins and stares
But when the pictures appeared
There was no-one there
I could hear the sound
Distant and thin
Of our hearts caving in
And at the end of the week
We'll set things on fire
Do you know that thing
Just before you fall asleep
A sudden shock
And the feeling of falling down
It's the ghosts of the past that try to sink their talons in
And drag you back in to the dark
24/365
I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce
I miss the plave where hope was to be found
Blue clouds over Europe
Now's the right time to get up
And I just want to incinerate
24/365
I feel the need to be on fire
24/365
I've been holding it back for way too long
So you can head this aimless call to arms
Into the night we'll go setting off alarms
Our hope is gone, it's official
It disappeared without a signal
And now is the time to incinerate
I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce
I bless the ones who are sure to stick around
Blue clouds over Europe
Now's the right time to get up
And all I want is to incinerate
poltergeist
Invicible machinery
Underneath the tapestry
Creating de-reality
And it works with the locig of nightmares
Something's taking over me
Invisible machinery
Pushing the economy
Sucking out the life from me
And it works with the logic of nightmares
Something's taking over me
Someone get it off of me
Take a look into the camera
Hold on to your soul
Take a look into the camera
Hold on to your soul
lightweight giants
Once in a year they shoot up fireworks
This time we'll give the something in return
Once in a year they shoot up fireworks
We've never known why, it's not our concern
We're ugly little teens in ugly little town
We tried sneaking light
But our steps make holes into the ground
Take over
Walk through the walls
Come over
This is our town
Just make a move an you are history
We're going to fuck you up
Just for sitting there
Our word is the law
Our word is the law here
We're ugly little teens in ugly little towns
We spit between our teeth
And then we strike a frown
Take over
Walk through the walls
Turn over
Our arms are crossed
And don't make a sound cause we are listening
Once in a year shoot up fireworks
Now something went wrong, and the whole city burns
Bad news travels faster in here
stun gun
Climb back up on the dead horse
Make it gallop again
Can't afford to lay idle
We'll get rest in the grave
Eyes full of dust
Ears full of noise
We can dance till the sunrise
When the empire is dead
When everything is silent
We can be ourselves
Meet the standards with gut out
Punch myself into sleep
We can stop making plans for
Plans for life and beyond
Eyes full of dust
Ears full of noise
We can dance till the sunrise
When the empire is dead
Have we gone insane?
When everything is silent
We can be ourselves
We're the bright eyed sons
Of the New Rome rising
boxer
Enter the night
With steps faster than before
Like a boxer prepares before a fight
They don't want to know that we are alive
Enter the night
clenching fists with the dawn
Not giving up wihtout a fight
They don't want to know that we are alive
Open up your arms
For what ever comes
Enter the night
Aim to even up the score
We'll never follow their design
Cause they don't want to know that we're alive
Enter the night
oves more decisive that before
Like a boxer prepared before a fight
Thet don't want to know that we are alive
