Im tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin,
Endless pain we never quit,
The fight within that prides begun,
Saying its too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Forget the time I said I would,
Replace that with I never will,
Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.
Grow up
Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing...
Just grow up!
Wrong...
Wrong...
Wrong...
Wrong...
Chevelle - Wonder What's Next Album Lyrics
Chevelle - Wonder What's Next Lyrics
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Comfortable Liar
Broad, is this sea
The salt, enters the wounds
My take, on you is simple
So heal, your fear
To heal, your fear
Time, spent wading off shore
The calm, before the storm
My take, from you is simple
So heal, your fear
To heal, your fear
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
So calm
Cause I said wrong
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
Liar
The salt, enters the wounds
My take, on you is simple
So heal, your fear
To heal, your fear
Time, spent wading off shore
The calm, before the storm
My take, from you is simple
So heal, your fear
To heal, your fear
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
You're such a comfortable liar
So calm
Cause I said wrong
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
You comfortable liar
Liar
Writer: PETER LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Send The Pain Below
I liked
Having hurt
So send the pain below
Where I need it
You used to beg me
To take
Care of things
And smile at the thoughts
Of me failing
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
You used to run me away
All while laughing
Then cry about that fact
'Til my returns
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Anymore
Drop down
'Cause I'm in
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Drop down
I liked
Having hurt
So send the pain below
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (I liked)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (having hurt)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below
Having hurt
So send the pain below
Where I need it
You used to beg me
To take
Care of things
And smile at the thoughts
Of me failing
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
You used to run me away
All while laughing
Then cry about that fact
'Til my returns
But long before
Having hurt
I'll send the pain below
I'll send the pain below
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below)
Much like suffocating
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Anymore
Drop down
'Cause I'm in
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest)
Drop down
I liked
Having hurt
So send the pain below
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (I liked)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating) (having hurt)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below (much like suffocating)
So send the pain below
Writer: Samuel Loeffler, Joseph Loeffler, Peter Loeffler
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Closure
Breathe, trust, bless me and release,
Climb, hard or never be seen.
Closed off, rescue to breathe.
Just bless me.
Two sided time,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, the pain.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Had to to turn, lay down,
Your sting of disease.
Phase you out, should've seen this coming.
Go on confusing the soul,
Hold my breath 'til you rupture.
Three days aside,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, pride.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Like a leach,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream.
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath,
Now fail me.
Faulty closure [x4]
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Climb, hard or never be seen.
Closed off, rescue to breathe.
Just bless me.
Two sided time,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, the pain.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Had to to turn, lay down,
Your sting of disease.
Phase you out, should've seen this coming.
Go on confusing the soul,
Hold my breath 'til you rupture.
Three days aside,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, pride.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Like a leach,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream.
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath,
Now fail me.
Faulty closure [x4]
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
The Red
They say freak
When you're singled out
The red
Well it filters through
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
This change
He won't contain
Slip away
To clear your mind
When asked
Who made it show (who made it show)
The truth
He gives into most
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red
They say freak, when you're singled out
The red, it filters through
When you're singled out
The red
Well it filters through
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
This change
He won't contain
Slip away
To clear your mind
When asked
Who made it show (who made it show)
The truth
He gives into most
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight
Goes red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red
They say freak, when you're singled out
The red, it filters through
Writer: Joseph Loeffler, Peter Loeffler, Samuel Loeffler
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Wonder Whats Next
It sometimes feels like I'm burning,
I want to succeed,
Is this a good quality?
I wonder what's next.
Nothing.
More and more its an animal,
Waiting to be seen,
Face of someone's failures,
I seek society in need, indeed, indeed.
Indeed.
In the beginning it seems that no one thinks beyond having fun,
Which is why you write music in the first place,
Always moving, defining, and pushing forward the art that once created,
Looking to the right time to share it,
And then the headaches of criticism,
Senior advisers advising people above,
Twisting, distorting that which we love,
And never ending problems with money,
Holding you back,
Preventing progress,
I thought you only started 'cause it was fun.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!!
I wonder,
I wonder what's next.
Yes we play the blaming,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game!
We play the blaming game!
I want to succeed,
Is this a good quality?
I wonder what's next.
Nothing.
More and more its an animal,
Waiting to be seen,
Face of someone's failures,
I seek society in need, indeed, indeed.
Indeed.
In the beginning it seems that no one thinks beyond having fun,
Which is why you write music in the first place,
Always moving, defining, and pushing forward the art that once created,
Looking to the right time to share it,
And then the headaches of criticism,
Senior advisers advising people above,
Twisting, distorting that which we love,
And never ending problems with money,
Holding you back,
Preventing progress,
I thought you only started 'cause it was fun.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!!
I wonder,
I wonder what's next.
Yes we play the blaming,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind,
Its not your turn!
We play the blaming game!
We play the blaming game!
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Dont Fake This
(oh oh oh)
Erah!
Ignoring,
A loss of sight,
Afraid,
To blink,
I might,
Lose the sun.
But don't,
Make this out,
To be more,
Than it is,
I'm behind,
Every lie,
There's a bird song within,
Yes you're my sight!
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
Inside,
He was negative.
This place,
Once more was underground.
So look,
And connect,
We're refusing to rust,
Healing has to begin,
In the past.
So don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
(oh oh oh)
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
Fake!
Fake!
(oh oh oh)
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
So don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
Fake!
Fake!
Erah!
Ignoring,
A loss of sight,
Afraid,
To blink,
I might,
Lose the sun.
But don't,
Make this out,
To be more,
Than it is,
I'm behind,
Every lie,
There's a bird song within,
Yes you're my sight!
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
Inside,
He was negative.
This place,
Once more was underground.
So look,
And connect,
We're refusing to rust,
Healing has to begin,
In the past.
So don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
(oh oh oh)
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
Fake!
Fake!
(oh oh oh)
The suffering,
That's kept within,
Dispose of the men,
Lost,
So don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't fake this,
Don't!
Fake!
Fake!
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Forfeit
Will not be shaken and jump into this
And be persuasive
Just carry on
And make my mind up
To go through this
Or be firm and sit
In silence
'Cause I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit, forfeit, forfeit)
Forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit)
Forfeit
Learn from this
Prehistoric dance
And refrain from talking
It solve our problems
Medicated
Could do some good
Or find a way to relate
Or just shut up
'Cause I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit, forfeit, forfeit)
Forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit)
Forfeit
I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
So step up
So step up
And forfeit
So step up
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
And be persuasive
Just carry on
And make my mind up
To go through this
Or be firm and sit
In silence
'Cause I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit, forfeit, forfeit)
Forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit)
Forfeit
Learn from this
Prehistoric dance
And refrain from talking
It solve our problems
Medicated
Could do some good
Or find a way to relate
Or just shut up
'Cause I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit, forfeit, forfeit)
Forfeit
Forfeit (forfeit)
Forfeit
I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
I want to prove I'm right
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
I want to fight
I want to fight
So turn and forfeit
So step up
So step up
And forfeit
So step up
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
Forfeit
Writer: Joseph Loeffler, Peter Loeffler, Samuel Loeffler
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Grab Thy Hand
Grab thy hand and walk.
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Bring me your time,
How I long for release.
Shown, presently,
Reveals a man, to repeat.
God, How I long,
How I long...
To grab thy hand and look.
May I, come in, grab hold,
Just this once.
May I, come in,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Grab thy hand and walk.
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Walk.
May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and
May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Bring me your time,
How I long for release.
Shown, presently,
Reveals a man, to repeat.
God, How I long,
How I long...
To grab thy hand and look.
May I, come in, grab hold,
Just this once.
May I, come in,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Grab thy hand and walk.
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Walk.
May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and
May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Walk Through...
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
An Evening With El Diablo
High up on you, you display good traits though few.
We've found time alone will tell.
This disease keeps holding me down.
Try to run when bear sleep.
To imagine us away.
He said come, fly around my he'll.
And know this, you seem to be
Too scared to run.
Wish I had your faults
Nothing seems to phase you
Lies, you're much more than just human.
I was high up on you til the shadows began to crawl.
Some say we can never know from just how far down this beast has come.
Too scared to run
So scared to run
Wish I had your faults
Nothing seems to phase you
Lies, you're much more than just human."
We've found time alone will tell.
This disease keeps holding me down.
Try to run when bear sleep.
To imagine us away.
He said come, fly around my he'll.
And know this, you seem to be
Too scared to run.
Wish I had your faults
Nothing seems to phase you
Lies, you're much more than just human.
I was high up on you til the shadows began to crawl.
Some say we can never know from just how far down this beast has come.
Too scared to run
So scared to run
Wish I had your faults
Nothing seems to phase you
Lies, you're much more than just human."
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
One Lonely Visitor
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Knew you were here,
Sister confirms suspicions,
And beside the note,
You left on my bed
Where I held you so close.
Did you think I'd forget?
Couldn't be more of a mess,
For to breathe,
Used to be another way,
I'd take you in.
Well it's time to wake up,
And separate feelings
That I keep falling into.
Each seem like good reasons,
That I feel a break down,
I don't care if it shows up,
I'm praying this for you,
'Til it's answered I'll say.
Now it seems there's a choice,
That began with a break,
So today,
Know that never again,
Will I know you that way.
Well it's time to wake up,
And separate feelings
That I keep falling into.
Each seem like good reasons,
I'm gonna break down,
I don't care if it shows up,
I'm praying this for you,
'Til it's answered I'll say.
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Knew you were here,
Sister confirms suspicions,
And beside the note,
You left on my bed
Where I held you so close.
Did you think I'd forget?
Couldn't be more of a mess,
For to breathe,
Used to be another way,
I'd take you in.
Well it's time to wake up,
And separate feelings
That I keep falling into.
Each seem like good reasons,
That I feel a break down,
I don't care if it shows up,
I'm praying this for you,
'Til it's answered I'll say.
Now it seems there's a choice,
That began with a break,
So today,
Know that never again,
Will I know you that way.
Well it's time to wake up,
And separate feelings
That I keep falling into.
Each seem like good reasons,
I'm gonna break down,
I don't care if it shows up,
I'm praying this for you,
'Til it's answered I'll say.
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Am I alone in here?
Writer: JOSEPH LOEFFLER, PETER LOEFFLER, SAMUEL LOEFFLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Wonder What's Next is the second studio album by American rock band Chevelle, released on October 8, 2002 by Epic Records. Spawning the singles "The Red", "Send the Pain Below", and "Closure", it proved to be Chevelle's breakthrough album, landing them high-profile tour slots including the main stage of Ozzfest 2003.
Having sold over two million copies in the United States alone, Wonder What's Next remains the band's most successful album.
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ChevelleHaving sold over two million copies in the United States alone, Wonder What's Next remains the band's most successful album.
Genre(s): Alternative metal, nu metal
Producer(s): Garth Richardson
Length: 46:10
Released: October 8th, 2002
Year: 2002