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(Verse 1)
It's practically a living room in my basement
The light's way too bright, but the dark makes me crazy
The old time picture's playing through the projector
I don't need a therapist, I don't need a lecture
This movie sucks, but the lighting's amazing
Throw rocks through my window, it doesn’t even phase me
When I leave the house I don't turn off the T.V.
But when I get home all the switches are down
I hide from the seekers that choose not to believe me
Then I seek all the hiders that won't come out
I was born to make noise but to never hear a sound
(Chorus)
Don't tell me what it's like to fall in line
I'm not interested in much except to change your mind
I might be more like you if I got a discount on the price
I've never been a fan of sacrifice
Although I'd love to stay, I must be on my way
So shut the blinds and lock the doors. It's 4 o'clock
I'm calling it a day
(verse 2)
I can't believe I've been asleep for eight hours
The nightmares I have are only dreams to all the others
The last thing I remember was a party on a boat
I woke up covered in sweat with a hand upon my throat
If I die before I wake, I pray to god my soul to take
I just might pass away if I live to dream another day
When I'm alone I hope they all can hear my voice
But when I'm out I hope that no one's listening
We won't believe them when they say we're paranoid
Please don't believe them when they say that your insane
(Bridge)
Can we rely on anything?
Is there a reason why it's sin to be yourself?
Sit back, relax, deny everything
Be strong, you've proven it to everybody else
(Chorus)
Don't tell me what it's like to fall in line
I'm not interested in much except to change your mind
I might be more like you if I got a discount on the price
I've never been a fan of sacrifice
Although I'd love to stay, I must be on my way
So shut the blinds and lock the doors. It's 4 o'clock
I'm calling it a day
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All Rights Reserved
03:16
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Don’t I miss it all?
It’s behind me
Lying is my only remedy, but I’ll be just short of screaming
I can’t help this access dreaming
Or lack of..
Not giving much for me to count on
All rights reserved, for your innocent eyes.
Through the afterlight, I'll keep you up ‘till sunrise.
We're not losing touch, but we were never that tight.
And when it’s said and done, I'll be alright.
I have to surmount staying here on my own
Leaving this white walled atmosphere that I call home
Can’t help adopt this isolation
Don’t mind it, I’m just a little frustrated
Is it, my fault I keep hanging on
All rights reserved, through your faults and guise.
Down for the count, will take you some time.
I hyme! I’m not asking for much, but show a sign
I won’t sit down, I won’t stay behind my own line
All rights reserved, for your innocent eyes
Through the afterlight, I'll keep you up till sunrise
We're losing touch, and we were pretty tight
And when it’s said and done, it won’t be a peaceful night for me.
All rights reserved for your innocent eyes(x2)
Cause they’re not mine
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Monkey Business
03:32
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What is this hollow ground that we stand on?
What’s this apathy, that’s all around me?
Pavement as far as I can see
Another reliever, someone speak for me
We won’t dare scare you ‘til October
But when is this month really over?
Is it sarsaparilla or sarsaparilla?
I didn’t even see the gorilla..
Where’s the point where we pay attention?
Oh hey, Wal-Mart has a better selection
This might all end in introspection
Under the skylight, glistens a sign that blooms anxious hearts
And wonder how this holds an image though the dark
Sit back to watch the, time you spent chasing nothing that matters
Buy a little more peace of mind this December
When is it over?
The chambers, blackened now, hold their ghosts
And the saviors, we’ve announced, now tied to praising a toast
Just some bogus remedies
Another reliever, that calms us merely
By giving us some hope ‘till it’s over
Under a skylight, glistens a sign that blooms anxious hearts
And wonder how this holds an image in our minds
Sit back to watch the, time you spent chasing copper and silver
Buy a little more peace of mind this December
When is it over?
Twisting down the drain, drained from the hall
Left some imperfections on the walls
Fed up with taking escort by the usher
A conjecture of what the sewer can uncover
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I thought of breaking glass across the Earth
Scatter my face across the greatest distance
And now I hope to God it doesn't work
Imagine all those people staring back at my own arrogance
And we were always told to wait our turn
But I'm so nervous now that I can't breathe
They're screaming "All aboard the Hindenburg"
I think I'll stick with oxygen to make sure I stay on my feet
Do you wanna help me with this?
Do you want me to do this by myself?
I've learned few things everybody learns
And never asked for it to be so soon
I guess I wouldn't trade it for the world
But leave it in a heartbeat if it meant another world for you
I've never heard such sicker words then "All aboard the..."
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