More Parts Per Million

it’s trivia

go fast, go slow
go sly, go low
where the hell you wanna be

all systems intact
the red and the black
black eventually

get fat and waste
get smashed in the face
where the hell you wanna be

all systems intact
the red and the black
black eventually

count the numbers and the words
and the numbness in return
they go four three two one

if it only means to sing loud
it’s only trivia
so don’t freak out

brace and break

stuff your sentences into your boring diary
stuff your senses into the back of your jeans
take the controls, grab hold
get fuckin ready

bring your appetite and break sobriety
stuff your senses into the back of your jeans
take the controls, grab hold
get fuckin ready

you and i have minutes between
we lie, but we’re still listening
it’s too soon i know, but i can walk slow
it’s a couple blocks away

we don’t have to cry
we can turn bad luck into a bad joke
we don’t have to sing
we can turn a sad string into a long dream
we don’t have to bleed
we can just repeat
when we are alone

no culture icons

hardly art, hardly starving
hardly art, hardly garbage

more colored liquid
no scent, no skin
more stained paper
more parts per million

no new deafness
no self-reference
no cults and no false stands

no one ideal
know what i feel
no two the same
know two with the same name
no one ideal
know what i feel

hardly art, hardly starving
hardly art, hardly started

more colored liquid
no scent, no skin
more stained paper
more parts per million

no new deafness
no self-reference
no getting psyched on
no culture icons

no one ideal
know what i feel
no two the same
know two with the same name
eyes so deep
you’d never see through
i can’t fucking stop
thinking about you

goddamn the light

take me
you only want the one
that leaves you shaking
take me
you only want the one
that makes you crazy

it’s been so long
i forgot how to say it
it’s been so long
i forgot i was waiting

my god sun
my god the sin
my god the sun
where have you been
my god the light
goddamn the sea
eyes so deep you’d never see

it’s been so long i forgot i was waiting
now told, my mind is blown

carry me home
carry me home
carry me through
with eyes so deep
you’d never see through
carry me away
now strong, my mind is gone

it’s been so long i forgot i was waiting

out of the old and thin

on your breath, on your flesh
on line, on time
on your head, on your chest
on line, on time

out of the light we begin
out of the old and thin
and control we spin
into the night we pass
into the salt and wax
and the false attacks

out of the light we begin
out of the old and thin
and control we spin

on your breath, on your flesh
on line, on time

on your breath, on your flesh
on line, on time
to the west, to the left
on line, on time

it’s what i say
not what i mean
i’m just faking it
and you’re holding

hold below
you’re rising on, you’re rising on
slow, behold
nothing else can be wrong
when the timing is on

it’s what i say
not what i mean
i’m just faking it
and you’re holding

i know the pattern

oh two
i know, i know, i know
look to the flat end
you can see your shadow
oh two i know the pattern
oh two i know we’ll be here again

replaces the wires
on your face-lifted sky
we are safe here
we are safe here

paste the fine
point your eyes
eyes will stare
i too will stare

and the money sings
quietly

fire the forces, fire the torches high
we are safe here, we are safe here
no slack in the small of your back
eyes glazed in all of your days

and the money sings
quietly
by mid-flight
you’re terrified

and the money sings
quietly

time to lose

i think we’ve reached our limit
i think we’re getting finished
but i won’t lose too much
if i can still trust you

know it’s not the same
know it’s entertaining
i know i’m unaware
i just can’t bear to leave

no apology
just quantity

know it’s a revival
know it’s just a cycle
it’s time to lose
it’s time to move

know it’s not the same
know it’s entertaining
i know i’m unaware
i just can’t bare to leave

i think we’ve reached our limit
i think we’re getting finished
but i’m never on
i’m always wrong
i can always trust the opposite

my little machine

you’ve got your sights set
programmed you’ll never tell
i see a blank map
i can see no straight path

you can wire spin
you can make gold again
you can dial it in
you can take it all off again

be my little machine
you can pinpoint for me
i need you locked in
programmed you’ll never tell

no emergency, no alarm test
you’ve got the mind
so you might as well take the rest

overgrown, overblown

nod if you’re near, if you can hear me
signal if you feel, if you’re feeling it
i see the fire and it’s faceless
i hope you came here to embrace
and not escape it

it’s tough to chew, but we can power through
yeah oh, yeah oh, yeah oh, yeah oh
overgrown, overblown

tell me if this hurts, if you’ve heard this
tell me if it hurts
is it worth it
we can go to hell if you can teach me
i finally found my voice and i’m speechless

nod if you’re near, if you can hear me
signal if you feel, if you’re feeling it
i know you came for a reason
i know you came to believe me
believe me

every day i wanna feel the same
every night i don’t wanna feel the same
nod if you’re near, if you can hear me
signal if you feel, if you’re feeling it

it’s tough to chew, but we can power through
yeah oh, yeah oh, yeah oh, yeah oh
overgrown, overblown

a passing feeling

memory wise, memory flies
memory barely satisfies
the past steals
it’s a passing feeling

memory wise, memory flies
memory rarely satisfies
the past tense, tense and bleeding

you can choke or you can focus
i wanna forget
i don’t wanna forget, i don’t wanna forget

memory knows, memory goes
memory dulling but i’m learning slow
the passing heals, the past is healing

memory knows, memory stops
the hum is gone when the power’s off
the passing heals, the past is healing

you can focus or you can choke on it
i wanna forget
i don’t wanna forget, i don’t wanna forget

if you have no wisdom
you can still have an opinion
everybody’s got one

if you have the free time
i’m sure there’s something we can agree on
when you’re passing the blame
no one remembers the same

you can focus or you can smoke it
i wanna forget
i don’t wanna forget, i don’t wanna forget
i don’t wanna forget

back to gray

hail mary
heaven wailing
let a blanket cover everything

hold us high
hold aside
mother don’t let us die
before the springtime
i don’t need any love cause i’ve got the elements
electric light, electric license
i can add it all up
one plus one

and your face fits
in the frame so
like your footprints
in the fake snow
sky sight now a strobe light
black to white and black to white and
black to white
then back to gray again

if you do not mind i will not stay
if you decline i will find a way

hail mary
heaven wailing
let a blanket cover everything

i can add it all up
one plus one

born dead

i can feel the ache
and i can feel it breaking
one hand on the head
one hand on the bed

breathing in the blankness
breathing in the blank shots
one hand on the head
one hand on the bed

i can’t focus on the haze
i’m still choking on the craving
waiting for the only sound i haven’t heard
hoping this is as low as we can get
wading in the images we’re soon to forget

i may be out of it
but i’m still into you
i’m born dead
i’m born again
i can feel the ache
and i can feel it breaking

come toward the crawl
no poison crawling
absorb, absorb
absorb, shut down
no short lines, only short lies
count ’em backwards in four words
or less, or more

i can’t focus on the haze
i’m still choking on the craving
waiting for the only sound i haven’t heard
hoping this is as low as we can get
wading in the images we’re soon to forget

i may be out of it
but i’m still into you
i’m born dead
i’m born again
i can feel the ache
and i can feel it breaking

an endless supply

every call you never made
every call you waited for and never came
every ancient sound that’s passed to your ears
in an endless supply of ones and zeroes
every sun you never saw
every sun you soaked in naked and all
all the futuristic landscapes shaped like today
except a few days later

i can feel it as one
i can feel it in the thunder

too many words in a day
too many words i don’t wanna forget to tell you
i wanna file it all away
we’ll write a tombstone as high as the bible
every shred is fake i’m afraid
every shred is copper-plated
every shred you can keep your eyes on
check me while i check the horizon

i can feel it as one
i can feel it in the thunder

here’s what we do
we learn you the rules
and if you get stuck
you can throw them the fuck out

every call you never made
every call you waited for and never came
every ancient sound that’s passed to your ears
in an endless supply of ones and zeroes
every sun you never saw
every sun you soaked in naked and all
all the futuristic landscapes shaped like today
except a few days later

i can feel it as one
i can feel it in the thunder