El Gran Orgo
EP - 2000 - Debaser id 44591

never thought this day would end
walked the tired steps of latter day friends
and all because your stubborness
was smiling through your braces

never thought this day would come
you threw the bricks that built this wall
amantillado! at the top of your lungs
and i cant hear you anymore

so take your diamond bland shaped tears
and maybe ill see you in twenty years
and i will always wear your ring
you know, the one that turned my finger green

its not you its me

well i never thought this day would end
walked the tired steps of latter day friends
and all because your stubborness
was smiling through your braces

never thought this day would come
you threw the bricks that built this wall
amantillado! at the top of your lungs
and i cant hear you anymore

you dont know what you've got till its gone
silver platter opportunity
you dont know what you've got til its gone
silver platter opportunity

never taught what you thought you knew
meal tickets have been refused
never taught what you thought you knew
meal tickets have been refused
never taught what you thought you knew
you gave me a reason
to sing our last song

so take your diamond bland shaped tears
and maybe ill see you in twenty years
and i will always wear your ring
you know, the one that turned my finger green

its not you its me

i can't take back all the things
that i've done with my anger
sonic sounds constantly traveling in
and out of my blue screened...mind
two drops down and here i thought
that you'd never treat me like that
wheres my saviour?
hallowed thoughts you won and lost
i'n chained to your mind

if i fall behind
it's cause i'm waiting for now

two drops down and here i thought
that you'd never treat me like that
wheres my saviour?
hallowed thoughts you won and lost
i'n chained to your mind

if i fall behind
it's cause i'm waiting for now

will you fall in love with my anger?

kid creole killed all of his own people
instigate the beat genuflecting in the steeple
video killed what we once stood for
who we gonna look to now?

if these walls could speak i wouldn't tell them anything
don't ask me

press eject and give me the tape
if you know what's good for you

ghetto blasting on the basement floor

if these walls could speak i wouldn't tell them anything
don't ask me

press eject and give me the tape
if you know what's good for you

ghetto blasting on the basement floor

we all become
what we most dislike
in this picket fence cartel
tell? there's nothing left to tell

what have we become
cycle all over again
filled the shoes 'til i was ten
in front of the classroom
in front of my peers
that day will always be remembered
'cause it was etched in tears

daddy taught well
at the end of his belt

we all become
what we most dislike
the walk is too long and i'm tired
tell? there's nothing left to tell

what will i become
when it's my turn again
will it hurt me more than it hurts them
scotch tape the volume of my mouth
withold the expression
that i wasn't allowed

daddy taught well
at the end of his belt

mother nature never smelled so good
can i taste the flower that you carry
brilliant minds with pretty faces never cry
pedestal is crumbling down now you're on the ground
selfless days are way too many
lie back, spread your legs and don't make a sound

because no ones listening

hiding bruises he brings you roses
says i'm sorry, now it's ok
no hard feelings no deep meaning
you were once special, but just just for a day
he hook and baits you to break you in two
now no ones saying that it'll be alright
promises when he says i love you
face first to the floor now you just don;t know

speak up! because no ones listening

all those lonely nights you stayed up and cried
sick to your stomach with butterflies
he says come here and hold me close
you never really seemed to smile wheni touch you

sacharine sweet flavored drinks tastes so old
this burning on your mind makes you feel so cold
leave it all behind when you walk out the door
we leave it all behind just cant let go

no recolection of affection
we're only safe from harm when nothing
matters only 20 years have passed
and you're already feeling old
bell jar is ringing
and no one understands the feeling of
kicking a dead cow and hoping that it will come alive
when everything is wrong you just say i'm doing fine
she's reaching for something right