Places

If this is how I feel, I’ll make it simple
This place is full of change, it’s part of the deal

Oh, don’t wait on me
I’ll make it just in time, you’ll see
Friends, it’s all been good
But I think I’ll go alone this time
It’s out of my control

Our want is unwanted
Under the roots of summer
Our lung is black powder
Inside the chest of cowards

Oh, don’t wait on me
I’ll make it just in time, you’ll see
It’s hard to meet you there
Where we started once before
And now we have parted

Our want is unwanted
Under the roots of summer
Our lung is black powder
Inside the chest of cowards

Oh, don’t wait on me
I’ll make it just in time, you’ll see it
Well, I’m here in a bunker under streets
The only way to keep me here
Looking for the view I always wanted

Pulling Teeth

First step, some threat has thawed
A temptress on her feet
The next step, you’re waking up
To the sound of pulling teeth

Now you’re out of time
Most of the time
Always out of time

You look up, your legs are cut
Your head is off, and the beast is on
Now the sky is red, and the jig is up
I can’t be eaten alive to the sound of music

Pulling apart the stairwell
Pulling apart all alone
Pulling apart the stairwell

Now you’re out of time
Most of the time
Always out of time

Six steps in my direction
It’s the lust of deception that’s caving in

Shock

On the long road of shock there’s a language you may know
If you write it down, you won’t recognize its face

Could you realize you in twos?
Realize you in twos?

Now the feeling’s gone and the nerves completely dead
What you saw was real left you blind and rid of sparks

Do you try the same as you used to?
Does it hurt too much to review?
Realize you in two?
When the shock of hell’s in full view

Now the feeling’s gone and the nerve’s completely dead
What you saw was real left you blind and

Don’t turn off until the warning sign
Please, it’s much too hard to notice
Don’t turn off until the warning sign
Please, it’s much too hard to notice it

On the long road of shock there’s a language you may know
If you write it down, you won’t recognize its face
Do you?

When the shock of hell’s in full view

Digital Heart

Wake up and in another world
Mirrors and eyes
Alone with everyone else
Now you’re alive

Love underground makes it hard to grow
Dare you to find me

Child with a digital heart
But I don’t mind

Mollach in disguise
Television Reich
Pouring out of every hole
The lies, the lies

Begin and not afraid
To look you in the eye
Feel like a baby again
With nothing to hide

Dirtland

Ten feet more to roam
In this underground called home
Where you’re left covered in dirt
Left to your hard work

Dig out toward the sun
You’ve hit the bottom now, you’re all done
Now it’s time to leave this place
It’s bloodied up your face

Find me here
It’s true, It’s true
Dig me out, I’m through
Find me here
It’s true, It’s true
Dig me out, I’m through

Cold feet, bound and dragged
Envisioning just that
You’re alive to hear the thump
Of a past too deep to fear

So close your friends can hear
So obvious, you’re insincere
Now it’s time to leave this place
It’s bloodied up your face

Find me here
It’s true, It’s true
Dig me out, I’m through
Find me here
It’s true, It’s true
Dig me out, I’m through
I’m through

Aren’t you taking off?
I’ll tell you something sharp enough
So you’d remember me
Aren’t you taking off?
I’ll tell you something sharp enough
So you’d remember

Aren’t you taking off?
I’ll tell you something
Sharp enough so you remember

Junkyard

Don’t let these words creep you out in the end
You always said best when marching out
Never thought we’d be

Quick to start, the city’s dark
But now I see why our cities are scarred

Took more than two feet to leave these streets
Car-crash in your way, sold for parts
In a junkyard made of clay

Quick to start, the city’s dark
But now I see why our buildings are scarred
Dead or not, these feelings rot
But now I see you fine

No paralyzed limbs here
How long, how long would it take to kick it
No paralyzed limbs here

Quick to start, the city’s dark
But now I see why our buildings are scarred
Dead or not, these feelings rot
But now I see you fine

No paralyzed limbs here
How long, how long would it take to kick it
No paralyzed limbs here