Cursive Lyrics
Cursive Lyrics
"The Casualty Lyrics"
Dave the Butcher Lyrics
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
The night has fallen down the staircase
And I, for one, have felt its bruises
Equilbrium; inebriated
Our social graces have been displaced
As we sink deeper into the drink
The volume increases....
Night time resurrects fault lines
Silent wars -- rumble somewhere below
The surfac
All is not lost Lyrics
Something's changed in the weather There's a movement underground Something slipped from the finger And may never again be found Standing lost
es verses... Something's changed in the weather There's a movement underground Something slipped from the finger And may never again be found Standing lost
The surfaces verses...
The shoe is dropped, lungs explode
Shards of words of a shattered voice
And there's still a hole where the phone was thrown
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
The moon is rising, a revolution
I close my eyes and the ro
Who's Hesitating Lyrics
Hate the world plain and simple ,wanna see things in a different perspective Running with the boys that know it's been all about the bitter rhetoric
m is spinning Hate the world plain and simple ,wanna see things in a different perspective Running with the boys that know it's been all about the bitter rhetoric
You're screaming:
"Sweetie, the moon has raped me --
It has left its seeds like a tomb inside me
So I must learn to abort these feelings
This romance is bleeding..."
Night time triggers the land mines
Bedroom wounds -- lovers like brigadiers
Marching two
Shoot Lyrics
I heard that in the First World War The soldiers called a truce For a Christmas game of football Instead of fighting their pointless war Instea
by two... I heard that in the First World War The soldiers called a truce For a Christmas game of football Instead of fighting their pointless war Instea
Marching two by two...
A soldier's down
Flood gates burst
I've said some things I wish you'd never heard
Like, "There's still a hole where the phone was thrown."
It's growing as we speak
And it's sucking us both in
A vacuum of sorrow to swallow up the day