Cover di Patent Pending

Patent Pending
Album - 11 settembre 2006 - Debaser id 346803

di Heavens

Won't you please step inside?
Something to show, something to share
My knife wants to hide, deep inside of you
I'll announce the grand prize
Arterial spray-paints the carpet
Before your eyes
Better believe it

Take this back
If you really want to
Take this back
I'm counting on you

Want to take you aside
And softly whisper questions at you
As you slowly die, gripping to my shirt
The consolation prize for coming in last
Wishful thinking, cut down to size
Cut up on the floor watching me smile
Take this back
If you really want to
Take this back
I'm counting on you

I'm counting on you [x4]

Won't you please step inside?
Something to show, something to share
My knife still wants to hide
Deep inside of you
I'll announce the grand prize
Arterial spray-painted carpet
Before your eyes
Better fucking believe it

Take this back
If you really want to
Take this back
I'm counting on you

I'm counting on you [x4]
Il tuo voto:
Tell me heather
Why do you never answer the phone?
When it rings, does it sing "caller unknown"?
Telling you to run away and hide
To early in the day for talking
I got a feeling you're busy painting
Children in death and decay

Heather, do you ever answer the phone?
Is it me, or does it seem you left it at home
Telling me you went to get provisions
Maybe off to find new scissors
Maybe you're busy taking pictures
Up in the cemetery

Oh..ohoh

Telling you to run away and hide
To early in the day for talking
I got a feeling you're busy painting
Children in death and decay
Maybe you went to get provisions
Or off to find new scissors
Maybe you're busy taking pictures
Up in the cemetery
Il tuo voto:
Bring your book when you're broken hearted
Got a vessel that we've charted
Into the wide open sea
The two of us dearly departed

Bring a book with a happy ending
A remix of the message sending
Shining clean this guillotine
Well improved, patent pending

Place a curse on the hearse we're driving
Cut the brake lines and they're dying
Glad to be traumatically
Against the ropes lost all hope trying

Finding ways to break the silence
And the quench our taste for violence
Shadow free's monstrosities
Crafting up our inhabition

High time we swore off everything we know
Take time we'll be back in six minutes or so

Bring your book when you're broken hearted
Got a vessel that we've charted
Into the wide open sea
The two of us dearly departed

Bring a book with a happy ending
A remix of the message sending
Headless dreams of guillotines
Sharpened clean neverending

High time we swore off everything we know
Take time we'll be back in six minutes or so
High time we swore off everything we know
Take time we'll be back with 666 in tow

High time we swore off everything we know
Same time we'll be back in six minutes or so
High time we swore off everything we know
Take time we'll be back with 666 I know
Il tuo voto:
Another night with your head in the oven
Simmering like a heat wave over you
Sweat drops hiss at the bottom
Blood droplets cook like glue

They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and lost your senses
Went out and lost my head

In deceit, disbelief, they're laughing
As we faint in these houses burning down
In the smoke and the heat we're gasping
For a breath of some fresh air in this town

So save for me, the pleasantries
How pathetic this must sound
To patiently still be craving
A taste of the good life in this town

They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and lost your senses
Went out and lost my head

In deceit, disbelief, they're laughing
As we faint in these houses burning down
In the smoke and the heat we're gasping
For a breath of some fresh air in this town

We'll make believe
That we still dream
Of one day finally getting out

They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and spent your senses
Went out and sold my head

They left you with nothing [x2]
They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
And they left us gasping
For one last breath

So save for me, the pleasantries
How pathetic this must sound
To patiently still be craving
A taste of the good life in this town
Il tuo voto:
Annabelle, Annabelle
Where'd you run off to?
Annabelle, oh Annabelle
I'm lost without you

I'm in hell, I'm in hell
Down here waiting
Annabelle, wish you could tell what I've been contemplating

Leave it to the angels of the lies
To bring you back to me
Sing to me, tonight

Annabelle, Annabelle
Where've you been hiding?
Annabelle, sweet Annabelle
Since you stopped dying

I'm in hell, oh I'm in hell
Alone and hated
Annabelle, wish you could tell things got too complicated

Leave it to the angels of the lies
To bring you back to me
To sing to me, tonight

Everything's been slowly broken down
Into pieces, into nothing
Now with you no longer dancing
Leaving me to second guessing
Why you left and where you're going
Maybe its best left alone
Like you

Leave it to the angels of the lies
To bring you back to me
To sing to me, tonight

Everything's been slowly broken down
Into pieces, into nothing
Now with you no longer dancing
Leaving me to second guessing
Why you left and where you're going
Maybe its best left alone
Like you

Alone like you [x3]
Alone
Il tuo voto:
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