These walls are crooked in a beautiful way, but I know they make the house speak every day. The paint chips on the porch hang on for their life. I don't know what hanging on means, but it's all come to life.
I can't tell if the house moans or sings, but sometimes she speaks.
I can't tell if the house moans or sings, but I know these noises aren't for me. These noises aren't for me, no.
The pattering of feet. The laughter in the creaks. The shadows that come off the walls and seep into my dreams.
I can't tell if the house moans or sings, but I know these noises aren't for...
I can't tell the difference between heaven and hell.
Track Name: GEARS
Splatter me thin, please. I'd like to see my parts. All these gears that keep me going at large. I don't underestimate the power of thought. Maybe all it takes is one small objective plot.
Track Name: DRAG
We breathe, we move. We are the residue of a fuel unseen. We are smoke screens. We breathe, we move. We are the residue of a fuel unseen. We are smoke screens.
Track Name: GLIDE
Bind my hands. Look me dead in the eyes. Act as if you don't know what you're doing even though we both know what's happening. Get back on your horse. You've broke from your course. Drag me around till you can't fill your fun no more. Let's even the score. All I want is one blow. I'll take you below. Jump off this plank with me into the sea. After all.. you'll feel better.
She said to me, "You'll feel better once the sea gets in your blood." She said to me, "You'll feel better once the sea gets in your...."
Shake me down. You will find me after dark inside your heart. Never know what's to be of home and key for me, for me.
Well I know this feeling all too well. Can't you see that in my eyes? Believe me when I tell you it brought me here to hell.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh... to hell.
Shake me down. I know, I know you will. Tell me darling what's your truth? Somehow I know I'm not good enough for you. Well, fuck me, too. The hollowed earth beneath my nails is proof enough. The bed I've made is drenched in rust and blood. Just so you know I've reaped what I have sown. Harrow, harvest, grow all my undertow.
I know. I know it all too well. I know. I know it all too well.