Chevelle - The North Corridor Lyrics
Door To Door Cannibals
Your name isn't proud demented man
Hold tight to the lie you sold to them
Take God and the case below
It falls on the day with much to learn
But you didn't get it
No you didn't get it
But you didn't get it
No you didn't
They're like cannibals full of grass stealing lives
And I swear I won't be found
See a door like advice, like a light
I'm getting out alive
I'm getting out alive
Could you tell I've been back too long
Fingers in the face Kid you not,
Feel it go limp like a rag doll
Crushed
Never jealous But the rage keeps a chance for the edge
This saint's about to roll
But you didn't get it
No you didn't get it
But you didn't get it
No you didn't
They're like cannibals full of grass stealing lives
And I swear I won't be found
See a door like advice, like a light
I'm getting out alive
I'm getting out alive
Getting out
Getting out
Getting out
They're like cannibals full of grass stealing lives
And I swear I've just been found
See a door like advice, like a light
Might not be getting out alive
They're like cannibals full of grass stealing lives
And I swear I've just been found
See a door like advice, like a light
Might not be getting out alive
Getting out
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Enemies
Feelings rise
We can walk all over Devils prize
No one made you run
Word to the wise
One reason why I grant you piece of mind
It's not my hell
It's simply sad
Just grab some shit right off the net
Just grab it tight and now pretend
(It's simply sad)
Misquoted time and time again
Some f*ckin' story and you're done
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my knees
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my
Knees
Hollow, those denials
Life could seem like story fables
But I'll take your honor right before ya
Slash and rip son
We can't evade one
Quit digging holes
Just grab a picture off the net
Just grab a picture off the net
Some dickhead said that it's a fact
Oh who cares it's all been blurred
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees, blurred
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my knees, It's all been blurred
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees, it's all been blurred
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my
On my
On my
On my knees
Quit digging holes, it doesn't have to fit
Quit digging holes, it never had to fit
Quit digging holes, it doesn't have to fit
Make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'll beg you on my knees, make it fit
Don't wake the enemy
I'm begging on my knees
Don't wake
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Joyride (Omen)
Well, I've heard about the joyrides and I want in
It's fair to say it's in the past, if you're kidding
And you're kidding, and you're kidding
Like a god-awful omen
Your kiss stabs like some voodoo hex
Well, like a servant I once double crossed
This is it, this is it
Late night, this heart needs pumping
Joyride, oh, infamous lies
Which body's gonna be taking aim, none of these
Oh, ride out
Didn't like, didn't like, none of these
New regrets, at events, catching Hell, evidence
Chase you down
Late night, this heart needs something
Ride, joyride, oh, infamous lies
We almost always open up
We're almost always left bent over
Almost never opened up
Chased the wheels
Pig headed, your joyride
Late night, this heart needs pumping
Ride, joyride, oh, infamous lies
Ride, joyride, oh, infamous lies
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rivers
I feel as though you want to live forever
Borrow, beg and steal
It takes much more than toes to swim across
This river that we know
I don't believe the scorpion would die
Clever, clever crows
Until the light goes out I'll live in awe
So look inside
New found demise
So natural
I'm slipping side, sideways
Blind
Fully out of line
So natural
I'm slipping side, sideways
Still friends with vices don't care for advice
Send them off
To all sinners and saints
Lift your bottomless glasses and come
It's all around
Well, it's all, wrong
So look inside
New found demise
So natural
I'm slipping side, sideways
Blind (blind)
Fully out of line (line)
So natural
I'm slipping side, sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Well it seems as though you want to live forever
Well it takes much more than toes to swim across
And it's slipping
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
And it's slipping
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
So look inside (inside)
New found demise (found demise)
So natural (so natural)
I'm slipping side, sideways
Blind (blind)
Fully out of line (line)
So natural (so natural)
I'm slipping side, sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Last Days
Well it's my last night
Darwinian nation rules
She held the vastness close
And I untied this knot
Glad I caught that witch
Glad I caught that witch
Caught it by the tail
Glad I caught that witch
When it's your last choice drowned
By any new means these runes
She sews the rats eyes closed
Some call it fantasy
Glad I caught that witch
Glad I caught that witch
Caught it by the tail
Glad I caught that witch
A witch
Gotta get you a witch
Witch
Gotta get
Gotta get
It's my last night [x4]
Glad I caught that witch
Glad I caught that witch
Caught it by the tail
Glad I caught that witch
No better [x3]
No better than this
No better [x3]
That I caught
No better [x3]
No better than this
No better [x2]
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Young Wicked
Oh my God how you've grown
Yes sir
They sit upon their hands
Betting there's an easy answer
Right of passages
Someone give rise to hope
Yes sir
Young wicked
Yes sir
Oh my God how you've grown
Death hides holy hidden worlds
And hello wise one, your time ain't true
Eating up those, satires, twilights and ozone
The animals have gone down below
Yes sir
Young wicked
Yes sir
(Yes sir)
(Yes sir)
Young wicked [x3]
(Yes sir) Yes sir
(Yes sir) Yes sir
Young wicked [x3]
Yes sir
Yes sir
Young wicked
Yes sir
Young wicked
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Warhols Showbiz
I am the lie that stood you up
All of the taste without the fuss
Let's say
Are we alive from dawn to dusk
Rip out a page from Andy's book
And say
I had a line I had to cross
Outside the box we had to look
And say
The benefits won't keep you in
When you're in
You'll never know what beauty is
Well that's showbiz
Take it on the chin
Take it on the chin
Another maze that's how this goes
Enjoy the chase cuz that's all we may know
Till you're in
If you're in
You'll never know what beauty is
Cuz that's showbiz
Take it on the chin
I'm not your mother
Cuz that's showbiz
Take it on the chin
[x2]
Cuz that's showbiz
That's showbiz [x4]
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Punchline
All I mentioned is coming
A new dimension of earth has begun
See the ends of earth there crumbling
All the work we've done here has been lost
But I don't hang on to much
And I feel this joke has gone long enough
We doubt you feel the same
But I'm not your punchline paid to stay
All the others
They've gone...
Who are
Who are you
[x4]
Claws tighten down against
Ease into passionate suspense
For a second not a single
Moment of my past belonged
But I don't hang on to much
And I feel this joke has gone long enough
We doubt you feel the same
But I'm not your punchline paid to stay
I don't hang on to much
And I feel this joke has gone long enough
We doubt you feel the same
But I'm not your punchline paid to stay
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Got Burned
Give us a sign
That part of you lives
That nobody knows
Now watch your back in defense dirty fallen egos
It's Halloween never seen Jedi walls that crawl
Hold up your hand to the blade say you'll never denounce
Don't get me started on this
You picked the best of the worst
Sadly you better expect to get burned
We got a minute to spend
And better stand it on end
I'll never settle I planned to get burned
My sober friends
And yet still
They're calling us out
And yet still
We'll never admit
Don't get me started me on this
You picked the best of the worst
Sadly you better expect to get burned
We got a minute to spend
And better stand it on end
I'll never settle I planned to get burned
It took this
Stabbed in the back
It took this
My sober friends
My sober friends
It took this
Stabbed in the back
Don't get me started on this
You picked the best of the worst
Sadly you better expect to get burned
We got a minute to spend
And better stand it on end
I'll never settle I planned to get burned
(It took this)
Don't get me started on this
You picked the best of the worst
Sadly you better expect to get burned
(Stabbed in the back)
We got a minute to spend
And better stand it on end
I'll never settle I planned to get burned
It took this
It took this
Stabbed in the back
My sober friends
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shot From A Cannon
Ten minutes in he's sweating
Should I have asked more than fame
Ignore that beast he's smiling
It's not till next New Years Eve
Wish I could get that list
Yes I would burn that list
Down he goes
Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
Quit blaming unending
Eliminate the results
Just blame me already
Then try in vain to be close
But these nerves are spent
Yes these nerves are spent
Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
Hand it down
Hand it down
It's your failure
It's your failure
Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
When the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
A Miracle
Invasion hold me I could melt
Just a warning I've been through hell
Persuasions and holy hell
If only time would turn its back again
Except for this I would collapse
Hold onto my other arm
We'll be living once again
You'll be standing at the end
Feel the moment
And imagine this fear is sent
To gather us off the ledge
In the moment
I had to ask you ever see too much
Yet need these events to be whole
Except for this I would collapse
Hold onto my other arm
We'll be living once again
You'll be standing at the end
Well this has cost us such a miracle
Well mothers never lie
And fathers live to tell
Now drink to us
(Live in the moment)
And capture us
(Live in the moment)
Like northern lights
(Live in the moment)
They capture us
(Live in the moment)
This year there marching
I counted ten
Still won't admit
So little trust
Take care this year
Well this has cost us such a miracle
'Cause mother had to lie
And father said farewell
So drink to us
Well this has been yes such a miracle
'Cause mothers have to lie
And fathers say farewell
So drink to us
Now drink to us
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