She ran into the wall
So sweet and unknown
A worn comatose
After six milograms
We're talking again
Who would know
Sweet and so low
Who would know
My brain doesn't produce any
I'm soaring without anything
She said i'm taking my time
And now we'll move on with everyone
I'll see my friend soon again
My brain doesn't produce any
I'm soaring without anything
We said aloud
That we can't pull out
Silversun Pickups - Carnavas Album Lyrics
Silversun Pickups - Carnavas Lyrics
Writer: THOMAS EDWARD YORKE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Well Thought Out Twinkles
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Checkered Floor
Winded through monotone
One foot on checkered floor
Head hung but still watching
One dimlit figurine
Concealed
Pass it on
Appeal
Play along
Please don't stop singing
Cohorts are empty jars
Concealed
Pass it on
Appeal
Play along
Meanwhile another scene
Tracking mud while blood letting
We've been so proud
Watch how our star behaves
We'll all roll in our graves
Sink with every word
While all their backs were turned
Meanwhile our little gem
Is sleeping with sycophants
But now and then we're joining in
Tracking mud while blood letting
We've been so proud
One foot on checkered floor
Head hung but still watching
One dimlit figurine
Concealed
Pass it on
Appeal
Play along
Please don't stop singing
Cohorts are empty jars
Concealed
Pass it on
Appeal
Play along
Meanwhile another scene
Tracking mud while blood letting
We've been so proud
Watch how our star behaves
We'll all roll in our graves
Sink with every word
While all their backs were turned
Meanwhile our little gem
Is sleeping with sycophants
But now and then we're joining in
Tracking mud while blood letting
We've been so proud
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Little Lovers So Polite
So much for the light show
Pissing on while pissing off
Sucking in a smokescreen
Selling of a loose knit dream
Folding up the skyline
Agreeing on a steep decline
Cant control this airplane
Being caught is just the same
Headed for a lowlife
Little lover's so polite
Waking up the core needs
With smelling salts and faulty means
Did the bones collide
Who let the bones collide
Why did the bones collide
([Nikki:] it's always the same way for me
Ending in the same way.)
So much for the showdown
Keeping up while keeping off
Choking on the cold feet
Rolling up the plastic sleeves
Can't control the slow ride
Little lover's so polite
Turning off the low light
Tell me did the bones collide
The bones collide
The bones collide
Little lover's so polite
So polite
So polite
Turning off the low light
([Nikki:] it's always the same way for me
Blue turns soft with time
Broke remains, an everyday disguise
Ending in the same way. . .the same way)
Tell me did the bones collide
The bones collide
The bones collide
Little lover's so polite
So polite
So polite
Pissing on while pissing off
Sucking in a smokescreen
Selling of a loose knit dream
Folding up the skyline
Agreeing on a steep decline
Cant control this airplane
Being caught is just the same
Headed for a lowlife
Little lover's so polite
Waking up the core needs
With smelling salts and faulty means
Did the bones collide
Who let the bones collide
Why did the bones collide
([Nikki:] it's always the same way for me
Ending in the same way.)
So much for the showdown
Keeping up while keeping off
Choking on the cold feet
Rolling up the plastic sleeves
Can't control the slow ride
Little lover's so polite
Turning off the low light
Tell me did the bones collide
The bones collide
The bones collide
Little lover's so polite
So polite
So polite
Turning off the low light
([Nikki:] it's always the same way for me
Blue turns soft with time
Broke remains, an everyday disguise
Ending in the same way. . .the same way)
Tell me did the bones collide
The bones collide
The bones collide
Little lover's so polite
So polite
So polite
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Future Foe Scenarios
The things we laid do not amount to much
Made of abandoned wood loose stones and such
This revolution baby
Proves who you work for lately
Release the castaways who run amok
From self appointed winds which blow and such
When present tense gets strangled in the mire
Made of our cozy decomposing wires
Who do you work for baby
And does it work for you lately
But when the night is over and the walls start burning
When fire starts to matter and the clock is churning
Cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
Learning
It's alright
The things we laid do not amount to much
Made up of thought balloons and cotton swabs
When present tense gets strangled in the woes
Made of our future foe scenarios
This revolution baby
Proves who you work for lately
Who do you work for baby
And does it work for you lately
But when the night is over and the walls keep linking
When fire starts to matter and the clock keeps sinking
Cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
Thinking
Our minds keep thinking
It's alright
That's when it turned on me
A motorcade of 'meant to be's'
Parades of beauty queens
Where soft entwines make kindling
These many detailed things
Like broken nails and plastic rings
Will win by keeping me
From speaking to my new darling
And there's no way to know
Our future foe scenarios
That's when it turned on me
Where bobby pins hold angel wings
It's alright
Made of abandoned wood loose stones and such
This revolution baby
Proves who you work for lately
Release the castaways who run amok
From self appointed winds which blow and such
When present tense gets strangled in the mire
Made of our cozy decomposing wires
Who do you work for baby
And does it work for you lately
But when the night is over and the walls start burning
When fire starts to matter and the clock is churning
Cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
Learning
It's alright
The things we laid do not amount to much
Made up of thought balloons and cotton swabs
When present tense gets strangled in the woes
Made of our future foe scenarios
This revolution baby
Proves who you work for lately
Who do you work for baby
And does it work for you lately
But when the night is over and the walls keep linking
When fire starts to matter and the clock keeps sinking
Cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from
Thinking
Our minds keep thinking
It's alright
That's when it turned on me
A motorcade of 'meant to be's'
Parades of beauty queens
Where soft entwines make kindling
These many detailed things
Like broken nails and plastic rings
Will win by keeping me
From speaking to my new darling
And there's no way to know
Our future foe scenarios
That's when it turned on me
Where bobby pins hold angel wings
It's alright
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Waste It On
Cheer up lady
I'm really into it
Candor leaves us far behind
Let's see how twisted we can be
Soak up pleasantries
Of mildew and stitchery
The needlepoint has set designs
To show how easy it can be when we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
Let's start making
Maps out of all the dead skin
That maybe causing false alarms
It might be peeling much too quickly
Clean up with me
The homemade surgeries
My veneers sink into you
And show how twisted we can be when we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
On sullen meadows that will fit right in
With lisping rivers that will fit right in
With mountain ranges through matted lenses
That will fit right in connect and dissect so we
With all your meadows they'll still see right in
With all your rivers they'll still see right in
No mountain ranges will stop them sensing
And they'll see right in and see right through cuz we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
I'm really into it
Candor leaves us far behind
Let's see how twisted we can be
Soak up pleasantries
Of mildew and stitchery
The needlepoint has set designs
To show how easy it can be when we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
Let's start making
Maps out of all the dead skin
That maybe causing false alarms
It might be peeling much too quickly
Clean up with me
The homemade surgeries
My veneers sink into you
And show how twisted we can be when we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
On sullen meadows that will fit right in
With lisping rivers that will fit right in
With mountain ranges through matted lenses
That will fit right in connect and dissect so we
With all your meadows they'll still see right in
With all your rivers they'll still see right in
No mountain ranges will stop them sensing
And they'll see right in and see right through cuz we
Waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
We waste it on
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Lazy Eye
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this moment all my life
But it's not quite right
And this real
It's impossible, if possible at whose blind word
So clear, but so unheard
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this silence all night long
It's just a matter of time
To appear sad
With the same old decent lazy eye fixed to rest on you
Aim free was so untrue
Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone's so focused, clearly with such shine
Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone's so focused, clearly with such shine
Locked and loaded
Still the same old decent lazy eye straight through your gaze
That's why I said I relate
I said we relate
It's so fun to relate
It's the room, the sun, and the sky
The room, the sun, and the sky
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this moment
I've been waiting for this moment all my life
But it's not quite right
And this real
It's impossible, if possible at whose blind word
So clear, but so unheard
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this silence all night long
It's just a matter of time
To appear sad
With the same old decent lazy eye fixed to rest on you
Aim free was so untrue
Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone's so focused, clearly with such shine
Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone's so focused, clearly with such shine
Locked and loaded
Still the same old decent lazy eye straight through your gaze
That's why I said I relate
I said we relate
It's so fun to relate
It's the room, the sun, and the sky
The room, the sun, and the sky
I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this moment
Writer: Daniel R. Messe, Gary L. Maurer
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Rusted Wheel
So you can't hold a star in your hand though
At least you can hold on to another plan
Rusted wheel planted still
I can tell it's summer from the
Size of the bugs that fly through my window
Flying through my window
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on
I can tell it's winter from the
Size of the lump in my throat
Got a lump in my throat
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on
And it feels just like the ground
But trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
And it feels just like the ground
And trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
So you can't hold a star in your hand though
At least you can move on to that better plan
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on...
At least you can hold on to another plan
Rusted wheel planted still
I can tell it's summer from the
Size of the bugs that fly through my window
Flying through my window
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on
I can tell it's winter from the
Size of the lump in my throat
Got a lump in my throat
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on
And it feels just like the ground
But trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
And it feels just like the ground
And trapped in another way
Just still in the ground
So you can't hold a star in your hand though
At least you can move on to that better plan
Rusted wheel planted still
Rusted wheel can't move on...
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Dream At Tempo 119
I took my seat and stared
At the cardboard screen while no one cared
While the lights stayed on
The familiar buzz was now long gone
I just waited there
As the music soared into the air
As the lights went down
She said don't open your eyes
At tempo 119
They took to the crowd and aimed towards me
As the circle closed
I held onto the one with splintered clothes
Twenty years before
She said don't open your eyes and you can swim
All my friends ignored
She said don't open your eyes
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
I couldn't end it there
As her wooden bones grew through her skin
Crumbled naturally
As her limbs and leaves had broken free
Twenty years before
She said don't open your eyes and you can swim
Wanted nothing more
She said don't open your eyes
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
At the cardboard screen while no one cared
While the lights stayed on
The familiar buzz was now long gone
I just waited there
As the music soared into the air
As the lights went down
She said don't open your eyes
At tempo 119
They took to the crowd and aimed towards me
As the circle closed
I held onto the one with splintered clothes
Twenty years before
She said don't open your eyes and you can swim
All my friends ignored
She said don't open your eyes
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
I couldn't end it there
As her wooden bones grew through her skin
Crumbled naturally
As her limbs and leaves had broken free
Twenty years before
She said don't open your eyes and you can swim
Wanted nothing more
She said don't open your eyes
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
Don't open your eyes
And said goodnight
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Three Seed
Remove a bullet from my head
Extracting over confidence
Hidden so easy to pretend
Too bad the rush was found again
I can see the pictures on the floor
Sketches of what was there before
Three came from one little seed
The last one is all i need
I can hear the bottle on the ground
We turned the corner safe and sound
No thought of him as it was done
A clean execution
A clean execution
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
There's the line that is leading clearly feeding all
The things I don't believe in but i'll step in once
Again
Cut in line to get closer to the source of all the
Things I'll never belong to
Step it up and sign right in again
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
That the sums never add up at all
That the sums don't add up at all...
Extracting over confidence
Hidden so easy to pretend
Too bad the rush was found again
I can see the pictures on the floor
Sketches of what was there before
Three came from one little seed
The last one is all i need
I can hear the bottle on the ground
We turned the corner safe and sound
No thought of him as it was done
A clean execution
A clean execution
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
There's the line that is leading clearly feeding all
The things I don't believe in but i'll step in once
Again
Cut in line to get closer to the source of all the
Things I'll never belong to
Step it up and sign right in again
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
That the sums never add up at all
That the sums don't add up at all...
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Common Reactor
It's the common reactor
It's the long way out
It's the stream of a motion blur
That swirls around til you drown
But I couldn't put it down
It's the colorless picture
In a heart shaped frame
The silhouette of a dough eyed girl
Who at one point had a name
But I couldn't put it down
No I couldn't put it down
Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive
While everybody wants to join the fight
But now it's too late
Brush away all the memories
Keep the cries curbside
I'll be ashing on the images
That have all been caught inside
But i couldn't put it down
No i couldn't put it down
No i couldn't put it down
Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive
While everybody wants to join the fight
Cut even if we barricade the door and seal it with the
Blood found on the floor
We're always going to cross the finish line
While everybody wants to run and hide
But now it's too late
It's the long way out
It's the stream of a motion blur
That swirls around til you drown
But I couldn't put it down
It's the colorless picture
In a heart shaped frame
The silhouette of a dough eyed girl
Who at one point had a name
But I couldn't put it down
No I couldn't put it down
Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive
While everybody wants to join the fight
But now it's too late
Brush away all the memories
Keep the cries curbside
I'll be ashing on the images
That have all been caught inside
But i couldn't put it down
No i couldn't put it down
No i couldn't put it down
Let's break the window panes
And separate the walls from all the nails
Cuz maybe if we're loud we'll stay alive
While everybody wants to join the fight
Cut even if we barricade the door and seal it with the
Blood found on the floor
We're always going to cross the finish line
While everybody wants to run and hide
But now it's too late
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Carnavas is the debut studio album by alternative band Silversun Pickups. It was released on July 25, 2006. "Carnavas" is a surname from the Greek side of lead guitarist and vocalist Brian Aubert's family. Some suppliers were also given copies of The Tripwire Session: Live in Chicago, a four-track EP.
The album generated two successful singles on the US Modern Rock chart. "Lazy Eye" hit number 5 in 2007 and "Well Thought Out Twinkles" reached number 9 in 2008. Carnavas has sold more than 500,000 copies and was certified gold in the US on May 31, 2018.
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Silversun PickupsThe album generated two successful singles on the US Modern Rock chart. "Lazy Eye" hit number 5 in 2007 and "Well Thought Out Twinkles" reached number 9 in 2008. Carnavas has sold more than 500,000 copies and was certified gold in the US on May 31, 2018.
Genre(s): Alternative rock, indie rock, post-punk revival, nu gaze, dream pop
Producer(s): Dave Cooley
Length: 55:54
Released: July 25th, 2006
Year: 2006