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Scary Monsters
04:40
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Scary monsters
Come in all colors
Come in your wives
Come in your daughters
Clutch the pearls
Clutch your bibles
Clutch your white snake
Clutch your rifles
Scary Monsters!
Eat your future
Scary Monsters!
Suck your karma
Scary monsters!
Your pale mojo
Flags of your fathers
Burn as you go
Scary Monsters
Yanking your chain
Scary Monsters
Mocking your pain
Scary Monsters
Universal
Crossing borders
Role reversal
CHORUS
Scary monsters
Come in all colors
Come in your wives
Come in your daughters
Scary Monsters
Assimilation
Who were your fathers?
Before this nation?
CHORUS
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2. |
She Sleeps
05:01
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She sleeps in a house of mirrors
She lies on a bed of stone
She used to take pictures of strangers
Now she's a portrait of her own
Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand
Calculate who feels the worst
Keep a ledger in your head
Wipe the dirt from you hands and shoes
Swallow hard all your should-have- saids
Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand
We make for awkward mourners
Holding hands against the night
Everyone looking over their shoulders
The last one to leave please put out the light
Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand
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Supramassive
04:22
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You got a mouth full of gimme
And a stocking full of coal
Tiger, Tiger burning bright,
With dark matter in your soul
The God of the Gaps
Mistook you for a whore
Regret has been your lover,
And rides you ‘til you’re sore
Who could frame your symmetry?
Who could tame this gravity?
This is no weak attraction
Supramassive!
Fall back on what you know
You’re your best currency
When you divide by zero
You sell yourself for free
You conquer space around you
I command what’s inside
You’re shooting comets at me
Let’s take them for a ride
CHORUS
Gravity comes in waves.
How many generations
Led you to who you are
Who many iterations
Cooked up in dying stars
How could you doubt your value?
You’re everything to me
You’re fucking Supramassive
Crush me with gravity
CHORUS
There is an event horizon
Cresting along your soul
When you divide by zero
You swallow a black hole
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4. |
Every Night is Halloween
04:21
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Torn dress, scuffed shoes
She feels cheap, but she doesn’t feel used
Still pretty but for the odd bruise
She feels cheap, but she doesn't feel used
How she needs her little dramas
Walking wounded, searching for trauma
She haunts the scene like a zombie slave
Heart full of hunger and eyes full of grave
Every night is Halloween, she's a matinee horror queen
Her whole life's a silent scream, 'cause every night is Halloween
How she hates the sound of laughter
Mourning after the morning after
Another day sobbing in her crypt
The morning after the wrong word slipped
Told the truth in the dark again
Now she’s twisting in the wind
Made a friend, he’s a lump in her throat
Another line in her suicide note
CHORUS
Mouth full of blood ears burning with laughter
Every morning is the morning after
The wind sighs, rattles her bones
She can't live like this but she can't die alone
Not like she lived, can’t die alone
CHORUS
Torn dress, scuffed shoes
She feels cheap, but she doesn’t feel used
Spread wide, stretched thin
She’s let too many strangers in
It’s just too much to swallow
A feast that leaves her hollow
The wind sighs and rattles her bones
She can’t live like this but she can’t die alone
CHORUS
Mouth full of blood ears burning with laughter
Every morning is the morning after
The wind sighs, rattles her bones
She can't live like this but she can't die alone
She can't die alone, not like she lived
Can't die alone, please, not alone
hear the wind sigh, come rattle her bones
come rattle her bones, come rattle her bones
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Fabrication
03:26
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Betrayed, you say, completely
A string of lies that comes from me
Perceiving the truth, differently
Selecting lies, indiscriminately
Pain, hate, love – all the same
Empathy, an empty game
A string of lies that comes from me
Manipulation to set you free
A rush of emotions that I instill
Pain, hate, love – all the same
Twisted and twisted until you become
A string of lies that comes from me
Confused and baffled, then you will see,
A perfect match, we will then be
Pain, hate, love – all the same
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Rocking since 1996, Rifle is a fabulous rock and roll band from Louisville, Kentucky, where they enjoy playing and recording loud music. They also like fine dining, various visual artistic pursuits, and of course, bourbon. Also, going to parties with local friends like you. So, you know, if you’re having a party you should probably invite them. It’ll be fun. ... more
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