Every Time I Die - Low Teens Lyrics
Fear And Trembling
Though it may haunt us and break our hearts
Death cannot tear us apart
Though it may haunt us and break our hearts
Death cannot tear us apart
I'll wait for an omen
A sign that I'm chosen
Then I'll crack that reaper safe with my bare hands
A trespass
My horror was holy
When I robbed two early graves I was sick with grief
Bruised deep
The desert was lonely
I either took a leap of faith or I jumped ship
I admit I offered my only just to crash those pearly gates
Hands up, hands up
Heaven's been raided
Creator, created
Heaven's been raided
Creator, created
I am sorry, it's not right
But you are mine to sacrifice
I was hopeless, I was tired
And we all kill to survive
Sacrifice
Kill to survive
I am sorry, it's not right
But you are mine to sacrifice
I was hopeless, I was tired
And we all kill to survive
Sacrifice
Kill to survive
Sacrifice
Kill to survive
Though it may haunt us and break our hearts
Death cannot tear us apart
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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Glitches
So long to young love I've anchored my heart
Farewell to small joys I've burned down the bar
I'm changing my name so I don't do no harm
Some say it's vanity, some say its charm
No levels, still the same old devils
Frightened of fear, a servant of time
Kidnapped the queen, I have angered the hive
Snuffed out the stars with celestial winds
Ended a cycle that started again
I stopped going out, they kept coming in
Was I saving my soul or saving my skin?
No levels, still the same old devils
Can't hold it close, can't let it go
Prisons in basements in slick model homes
I'm just a day-tripper on sacred terrain
My transformation went from mangled to tame
I don't feel different but I don't feel the same
I'm afloat with an ear to the ground
I built a fortress with some books and a phrase
I felt some heat so I came out of the haze
I saw the end and I was truly afraid
I have begged but I'm still not allowed
It's a trap, lay the bait, catch the rat
It's a trap, lay the bait, catch the rat
Flew home and left the unknown in the lurch
Kept finding bodies, I called off the search
Went to a hymn from a funeral dirge
Church in the hospital, dog in the church
No levels, still the same old devils
Shepherd me back, this time I know
I don't know nothing, I'm not in control
Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless
There's no need to panic
No need to panic
Writer: JORDAN TAYLOR BUCKLEY, MICHAEL KEITH BUCKLEY, DANIEL TRAVIS DAVISON, STEPHEN E. MICCICHE, JOHN ANDREW WILLIAMS
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C++ (Love Will Get You Killed)
Girl, what are you scared of?
All will be lost anyway
I see no good reason to wait, I will meet you
There's a light where you go
There's a light where you go
Don't let a missed exit haunt you
There will be no air to breathe
The helplessness like you would not believe
I won't blame you
There's a light where she goes
All is right where she goes
Stay if you think we could pull through
A curse is as strong as there is
The calm collects what is his
I gotta plead with your machines
I'm at the feet of your machines
Tell me anything at all
If it's a false alarm, then forget what I said
If the snake won't bite, then I take it all back
If there's wine in that bottle, then bring me a glass
I'll eat crow, it don't taste so bad
I gotta plead with the machines
I'm at the feet of your machines
Tell me anything at all
The sun is out, out cold
When everybody gets a universe, they do what they want
I'm gonna need another universe, I tore mine apart
Yeah, when everybody gets a universe, they can do what they want
I tore mine apart, I tore mine apart
Tried to speak to machines
Tried to plead with machines
Pull me from the ledge I hear 'em, they're praying
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Two Summers
I've widowed every woman from the waitress to the queen.
Been in and out of wedlocks with an exoskeleton key.
I may perish unwept but at least I'll never swing.
I ain't in your crystal ball.
You won't remember me but you'll remember our song.
You got premonitions, talked to spirits, they approved.
That just might mean you're lying or them spirits lied to you.
Nothing more is perfect, yeah, but nothing less will do.
I ain't in your crystal ball.
You looked at what the light shined on not where it's shining from, didn't you?
You find what you need only when you need to find it. Yeah, I did it too.
I knew I was alive cause I used to want to die but not anymore.
Now I'm trying to be but old hearts won't let me sleep. I hear them in the floor.
Standing at the altar with your leather jacket on.
F*cked up on some new pills, got you feeling twenty-one.
My friends are always pissed off, all your friends dance just for fun.
I ain't in your crystal ball.
I won't be here for that hangover but I'll come running to raise a glass.
Where'd I get my nerve? Oh I thought you'd never ask.
We clean the slate just to write mistakes, an old flame you can't blowout.
You filled the cup, you picked me up, now you've got to put me down.
Oh now you've got to put me down.
Oh yeah you've got to put me down.
Oh now you've got to put me down.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Awful Lot
Explosion from the bottom of a well.
Thin walls harsh winds.
I tried to tap a deeper, brighter vein
But I'm back in old skin again.
Pale stone. I am out of blood.
Left in the chapel by a thousand other things I could've loved
But barely touched.
We used to talk to God with acid on our tongues.
We were divine when we were drunk,
Before the world put out the fire and fed us crumbs.
Chasing bended light,
I went missing on the roads
That wind through the corners of your eyes.
Barbarians.
Guard yourself with laughter, numb the meaning with the word.
Barbarians.
We tamper with a down machine but know it cannot work.
Barbarians.
We had such promise
Until we broke our promises.
We had such promise
Until we broke our promises.
We had such promise
Until we broke our promises.
We had such promise
Until we broke our promises.
Why can't it be the year two thousand?
I want to live in the year two thousand
When I was dumb enough to truly believe.
Why can't it be the year two thousand?
I want to live in the year two thousand
When having nothing meant having everything.
No one is taking my calls anymore. I can never get through.
Acknowledge me you motherf*ckers, I am cold and I'm blue.
You savages.
Barbarians.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
I Didnt Want To Join Your Stupid Cult Anyway
I'm joining a cult, joining a cult, joining a cult.
Cut off my hair, clean out my head, fill me with song.
Scrap obstructed eyes.
Leave my friends behind.
Say I'm free. Say I'm free. Say I'm free and I am.
Say I'm free. Say I'm free. Say I'm free and I am.
Reverse the poles on the magnet.
Pierce the armor of habit.
I'm joining a cult, joining a cult, joining a cult.
Cut off my hair, clean out my head, fill me with song.
Willing to surrender to persist.
Empty stare and dumb shit eating grin.
Teach me to breed, don't let me think
Break me in half, teach me to breed, don't let me think
Teach me to breed, don't let me think
Wipe out my past, break me in half
We're gonna get carried away.
We're gonna get carried away.
We're gonna get carried away.
New clothes! New home!
New job! New god!
From faith to doubt,
I'm hardwired to short-out.
From parts unknown
To streets paved in gold.
Left on the rooftop,
Token in hand.
I'm stuck here in neutral.
I don't understand.
Drink up.
Drink up.
Drink up.
Drink up.
Drink up.
Teach me to breathe, don't let me think
Wipe out my past, break me in half
I'm joining a cult, joining a cult, joining a cult.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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It Remembers
I brought a rumor when I came down from the mountain
That spread quicker than the fire in your eyes
Heaven won't let me in, I took my medicine
Salt water couldn't quench my thirst at the fountain
Burn slow, there's no rush
You're right, always right
I want oblivion all the time
I want oblivion all the time
Mindless son of the eternal shine
Mindless son of the eternal shine
It snuck up like a desert wind
I got a feeling I won't feel again
When faith abandons me
I hope it does it honestly
I still howl like an animal in the darkness
And I'm reminded by the blood on my clothes
I can't stand what I've become
I'm shivering to spite the sun
We come together and were overwhelmed by the loneliness
I want oblivion all the time
I want oblivion all the time
I want oblivion all the time
I want oblivion
Burn slow, there's no rush
You're right, always right
I thought I settled my debts that night on the ride home
But I have still got hell to pay
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Petal
Help. It has gone black.
The sky is black. Earth is frozen and black.
The moon is black. Snow is black.
Her eyes, when open, are black.
Light is black. Leads are black.
The wires that run from them or black.
Stars are black. Time is black.
But the thought of death is soft and clean and beautiful and white.
It's the purest of the drugs.
'Cause it's everything at once.
What if meaning never comes?
And I was just someone to f*ck?
All of life, beginners luck?
What becomes of all creation if the smallest prayer is firmly answered "no"?
The greatest of the floods.
There's a vacuum where the brightest future was.
I'd better warm up my gun
In case love is not enough.
I'd better warm up my gun
In case love is not enough.
What haven't I done?
What have I done?
What haven't I done
What have I done?
What haven't I done to deserve a cold war on all sides?
It's so bleak all the time.
"Stay with me. You're alone
In the center of hell. Just be."
The longest winter I have ever seen.
From hospital to hospital. Repeat.
First I need to save the life of god
So that god can come and save me from myself.
If I have to walk alone I'm giving up.
I can't stay here knowing love is not enough.
If I have to walk alone I'm giving up.
I can't stay here knowing love is not enough.
Untimely ripped into this world
I was born again as a girl
Untimely ripped into this world
I was born again as a girl
Untimely ripped into this world
I was born again as a girl
Untimely ripped into this world
I was born again as a girl
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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The Coin Has A Say
I feel alright, but I'm buried alive
Nothing's healed, just covered by time
I want to pray, but I think I'm possessed
Constant cardiac arrest
I'm standing in the way again
I can't see the road ahead
I have taken too much
Once a ladder, now a crutch
When all of it is closing in
Stop fighting and hold your breath
So much self-love, so much hate
F*ck these people, f*ck this place
But to an amateur set of eyes
Me and the lord look a lot alike
I might even have a brilliant shine and the strength to make it right
Unbroken, unscarred
Back ain't weak, hands ain't hard
It's the first night in town
Our first night in town
Rain comes down, bridge goes out
The same way it always did
Now that I'm yours, discover me
Now that I'm yours, unbury me
Now that I'm yours, amaze me
Go ahead and save me, go ahead
I'm standing in the way again
I can't see the road ahead
Don't take it back, you're all that I have
A new god has emerged from the mist
And took the blade from my wrist
Don't blink back out
I will aimlessly wander this wasteland
Guided only by a sickness, not a purpose
I can't go back to what I was:
Metallica without the drugs
A faith healer without the plant
There's no home for a hollow man
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Religion Of Speed
I can't continue on without a sign.
One wing to haul the weight of only one third of an eye.
The voice I'm leaning into has been thrown.
When all the meat is stripped away I'm chewing on the bone.
I'm condemned until the moment I forget
That I haven't learned a goddamn thing yet.
My soul is sticking out like a talon through a shell.
You can wait until the rapture I will hightail it to hell.
Water everywhere but no water fit to drink.
I've got endless proof and I don't know what to think.
Nothing but time, not a minute left to spare.
Gallons of fuel I can't get anywhere.
When all I am is a stone that says
The name I had and the years that I had been,
The quiet depths and the measured steps
Won't echo like the shriek of riot did.
Sever the anchor you drag or be frozen at the stake.
Choke down all the prey in your path before you become the prey.
No one likes a company man. Nothing but a snake.
Look at my war it's the prettiest thing alive.
I traded it for sanity now all you see is mine.
Open the throttle, feel the thunder in the sails.
Pick up the scent of fear and follow the trail.
When all I am is a stone that says
The name I had and the years that I had been,
The quiet depths and the measured steps
Won't echo like the shriek of riot did.
I can't move the dredge without heat.
Stillwater of a puddle and the ocean never meet.
I've wandered off a path into a storm.
A trance into a fury, a mantra for a sword.
Doomed until I recall
How to fire up an engine that has stalled.
I would trade what I have lost for the things that I have left.
Some clarity just to see darkness best?
My flower in your barrel hasn't stopped the slaughter yet.
So spent, we can't be saved.
We lost sleep but we found our way.
Sharpen your axe against the road.
Don't hold out hope.
Such courage pulls us down.
We ride on.
Such courage pulls us down.
We ride on.
Our songs refuse a grave.
These beating hearts make violent waves.
Push the pedal right through the floor.
Want so much more.
When all I am is a stone that says
The name I had and the years that I had been,
The quiet depths and the measured steps
Won't echo like the shriek of riot did.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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Just As Real But Not As Brightly Lit
Creeping up a wall of glass,
Creeping up a wall of glass,
I'm entirely made of sand.
Lurching up. Feeding back.
What the canyon wants
The canyon gets.
And the canyon craves
An apology and a pound of flesh.
I thought I felt.
I thought I saw.
I thought I knew.
So much chatter.
Let there be shade.
Un-illuminate.
Nothing will change
If you don't lead with your shadow.
Let there be shade.
Un-illuminate.
Exhale the plague.
Cloud your vision.
An unpainted corner, my kingdom come.
Silence tells me I can't escape it.
Now we write our names on the moon in blood.
I have set us back twenty centuries.
All the letters sent with no address.
Is he talking to or talking down to me?
They'll kill us
They'll kill us
They'll kill us if they have the chance.
I hear their conversations.
They'd kill us if they had the chance.
I'll be the first to take it.
I still feel like someone is watching,
Though I'm not sure if that someone is listening.
It don't matter much to my suffering
Because I know for a fact no one's answering.
Let there be shade.
Un-illuminate.
Nothing will change
If you don't lead with your shadow.
I was on the shoulders of leviathans
But I couldn't see through the fog of anger.
And I failed myself like I did before.
My work is lost. All my reckoning.
Back to sin. Back to shame.
Back into the quicksand.
Guarding an empty house.
Guarding an empty house.
I have lost everything I had found.
Sorrow will overcome.
Sorrow will overcome.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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1977
Melt the glaciers inside my veins.
Thaw my eyes, crack the glaze.
Trapped under ice at a fathomless depth
But I know I exist I can see my breath.
Come up to the surface, the ice age has past.
Hallelujah it is over at last.
A new day will follow a nuclear blast.
Hallelujah it is over at last.
Crossed the great divide
To sleep where most would die.
I'm on the lam for a fire theft.
I wasn't here, we never met.
Our shadows spread forever but they don't weigh anything.
Shake it off.
I can't ever go back but I will take it when I leave.
Shake it off.
I'll be waiting with a suitcase when the devil comes for me.
Shake it off.
One if by land, two if by sea.
Life isn't ours, we are property of life.
Life isn't ours, we are property of life.
So take what you can when you can while you can.
Take what you can when you can while you can.
Stare at the sun.
Look directly into the sun.
Stare at the sun.
Look directly into the sun.
It's over at last.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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Map Change
Am I the only one that saw the sun burn out?
The locusts keep their rhythm. My watch is broken down.
I wake up and take on water, sink to the peak of despair.
What I need is a cigarette. No more prayers.
The planets unaligned.
We are saints without a shrine.
A storm comes and the city's abandoned.
The ship is going down with the captain.
Oh-oh oh-oh.
A storm comes and the city's abandoned.
The ship is going down with the captain.
Oh-oh oh-oh.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
The bottom is not the lowest we get.
Further down still the dark's absolute.
And further down than that, it's only me and you.
I assure you that hell is not a myth.
We both vacation there.
Hell is not a myth.
We spend each winter there. No one can prepare.
A storm comes and the city's abandoned.
The ship is going down with the captain.
Oh-oh oh-oh.
A storm comes and the city's abandoned.
The ship is going down with the captain.
Oh-oh oh-oh.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
I am the man that sank Atlantis.
The bottom is not the lowest we get.
I thought I knew the best part of the secret,
I thought I knew the best part of the secret,
I thought I knew the best part of the secret:
The truth is the thing we forget.
The glory I had witnessed was just a sleight of hand.
These hearts cannot be salvaged, these bones cannot withstand.
I have either been forgotten or I was never seen.
Now I'm in the negative space between.
I've weighed down the earth,
Through the stars to the pavement.
I've weighed down the earth.
No use trying to save it.
I've weighed down the earth,
Through the stars to the pavement.
I've weighed down the earth.
Not sure I can take it.
I've fallen out of frame.
A strangled, distant flame.
Clenched in the jaws of anguish are only godless men.
Chaos is drawn to silence like life is drawn to death.
The dusk is so much clearer than the dawn had ever been.
I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost, and yet
I've weighed down the earth.
Through the stars to the pavement.
I've weighed down the earth.
No use trying to save it.
I've weighed down the earth.
Through the stars to the pavement.
I've weighed down the earth.
No use trying to save it.
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Skin Without Bones
Got me a voodoo doll
Got me a voodoo doll
Untouched, I'll feel it all
Got me a voodoo doll
Show it hell, I've seen it
Take its hope when I need it
I'm breathing for it
Cut it up
I'm dislocated
I'm coming apart
Put it up to the flame
My flesh is charred
Make it feel so ashamed that I wear the mark
I will suffer if it gives you the strength to come back out
Black out
All my bad luck
Got mixed in with your blood
It poisoned our apple
My past life's contagious
Take me instead
Take me instead
Your place for mine
Your place for mine
Got me a voodoo doll
Got me a voodoo doll
Untouched I'll feel it all
Got me a voodoo doll
I'm of no consequence
I'm of no consequence
The cut's infected and I cannot hunt
I am no provider
On barren land
All we do is want
The cut's infected and I cannot hunt
Bow to the great divider
We scattered her
All we do is want
Everything's coming up roses
Are we expected to feast on a flower?
Everything's coming up roses
Everything's coming up roses
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
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Nothing Visible; Ocean Empty
Erase all the bastards,
That gripped her, the vultures
And your sad eyes, that don't flicker
Protect her, protect her
Turn the world into the wild
There is nothing outside
But a mirror and the sky
You're a dream in a dream
You're the only one alive
Try bursting the clouds
Try not making a sound or leaving the ground
So much space
And all I paint
All your spells
Are black waves
I used to go easy
Yeah I noticed all the beauty
Now what's left, it's all heavy
Reflector, reflector
But the magic isn't real, til the magic is gone
If the flame was eternal, then it won't be for long
There is nothing inside but a mirror and a light
You're caught in between [?]
I'm setting sail but I'm still as the wind doesn't blow
I'm waiting for a train, I don't think it'll show
I'm at a party but there's nobody here that I know
I've called together every wolf in the Arctic
Then I cried wolf, I cried wolf
I built a house on the grave that you haunted
Then I shook, I got shook
I've called together every wolf in the Arctic
Then I cried wolf, I cried wolf
I built a house on the grave that you haunted
Then I shook, I got shook
I lit a match and threw it into the garden
Yeah and it took, oh it took
Somebody tell me if I'm dear and departed
I can't look, I can't look
Try bursting the clouds
Try not making a sound or leaving the ground
All I create is empty space
Empty space, empty space
Cheer up
Have you ever thought of smiling more?
You look so good
Try smiling more
Writer: Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Daniel Travis Davison, Stephen E. Micciche, Andrew John Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC