Little lights
Are over exposing the highlight
Marks on the floor
When aligned right
Lead to the door of a place that
Seemed somewhat exposed till now
I'm back
And punching the air
A sneak attack
To disrupt the smear on the laid tracks
I left when I broke off the pavement
I still should be the on I supose
In a new skin I'm ready to spill
What I'm never willing to share
I disable the muscles and bones
So they won't try
To walk on the road
Now I stand here
Nothing to hide like the new born
Hungry and wild
But the ground I want to explore
Doesn't feel like before
'Cause all I think about is why
The skin I'm in feels ordinary
The things that you might like
Don't grow inside of me
The skin's alive; it's leaving!
The skin's alive; it's moving!
The skin's alive; it's leaving!
The skin's alive; it moves me
I want to be next to you
While you're covering, covering is soft
And I try to crawl up next to you
Your covering becomes leather
'Cause all I think about is why
The skin I'm in feels ordinary
The things that you might like
Don't grow inside of me
The skin's alive; it's leaving!
The skin's alive; it's moving!
The skin's alive; it's leaving!
The skin's alive; it moves me
Silversun Pickups - Neck of the Woods Album Lyrics
Silversun Pickups - Neck of the Woods Lyrics
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Make Believe
They took everything you want,
Wrapped it in a box, locked it in a key,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Bring you what you need
You, the same for me
But I lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
I give everything you got to feel the canyon useless to,
From plastic foliage, collect the catalog, another victory
I was sentenced every month over 21 to the guilty
Stay, never,
I'm not good with words, what it all means?
This is not I came for me
But I might have lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
You would knew the same,
But I've might have lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
Wrapped it in a box, locked it in a key,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Bring you what you need
You, the same for me
But I lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
I give everything you got to feel the canyon useless to,
From plastic foliage, collect the catalog, another victory
I was sentenced every month over 21 to the guilty
Stay, never,
I'm not good with words, what it all means?
This is not I came for me
But I might have lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
You would knew the same,
But I've might have lost my mind!
I can never show you what you gave to me
A shape before, a make believe
I wouldn't like to stay and give my everything
Shaking up realities!
I really like to be there when you raise for me
A shape before, a make believe
I wish I could just warn you what my death will be
Shaking up realities!
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Bloody Mary (Nerve Endings)
Drown you out
And left you with a sound
We'll spoil good-nights
Replacing lullabies
How could they never notice
What they planted in your space
See you laughing in our picture
But I know it's out of frame
We barely cried
But she made it out alive
And I'm so proud
That you're in my hands now
If we grew up together
You will find it's not the same
I wanna jump inside that picture
Show you what you gave
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Say her name into the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She'll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay
I'll never let them get closer
Or shower you with any blame
Now we dance in our own picture
Where the rules have changed
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Say her name into the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She'll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay
And left you with a sound
We'll spoil good-nights
Replacing lullabies
How could they never notice
What they planted in your space
See you laughing in our picture
But I know it's out of frame
We barely cried
But she made it out alive
And I'm so proud
That you're in my hands now
If we grew up together
You will find it's not the same
I wanna jump inside that picture
Show you what you gave
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Say her name into the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She'll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay
I'll never let them get closer
Or shower you with any blame
Now we dance in our own picture
Where the rules have changed
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Say her name into the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She'll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings
If we stay
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Busy Bees
I heart metal
I heart wine
More so when they're combined
The wood that scares me
Saved my life
Lesson learned after twice
The trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spaces
Fog from bottles
End of light
Don't start making gears grind
The back road findings
Could change my mind
Busy bees don't really fly
If I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me now
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait just for a little bit?
The trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spaces
If I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me now
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait for a little bit?
Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait for a little bit?
I heart wine
More so when they're combined
The wood that scares me
Saved my life
Lesson learned after twice
The trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spaces
Fog from bottles
End of light
Don't start making gears grind
The back road findings
Could change my mind
Busy bees don't really fly
If I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me now
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait just for a little bit?
The trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spaces
If I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me now
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait for a little bit?
Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why can't I wait for a little bit?
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Here We Are (Chancer)
Here we are
Underneath a million leaves
In shadows of
Compromising scenes
But now with your
A dream this would be
Steamier
But I got one chance to move you
One chance to move you
So here we are
I'm running out
A source to let you down
I can call it all
Or gain higher ground
Look overdrawn
Is all that so round
Is it easier
If it's the right time to lose you
Right time to lose you
So here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
I got one chance to move you
One chance to move you
Is it the right time to lose you
Right time to lose you
Underneath a million leaves
In shadows of
Compromising scenes
But now with your
A dream this would be
Steamier
But I got one chance to move you
One chance to move you
So here we are
I'm running out
A source to let you down
I can call it all
Or gain higher ground
Look overdrawn
Is all that so round
Is it easier
If it's the right time to lose you
Right time to lose you
So here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
I got one chance to move you
One chance to move you
Is it the right time to lose you
Right time to lose you
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Mean Spirits
In backyard burnings
I'm easily amused
Their backs start curling
They're running out of room
Your mouth is sharpened
In a gruesome display
But I'm still waiting
For something nice to say...
My spirits are high
Mean spirits high...
Please go on and on
There's beauty in your venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
You stare at my shoulders
Are you surprised to see?
One more devil
Where angel wings should be...
My spirits are high
Mean spirits high...
Please go on and on
There's beauty in your venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
High high high high high high high high...
Please keep going onoh
That sweet venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
I'm easily amused
Their backs start curling
They're running out of room
Your mouth is sharpened
In a gruesome display
But I'm still waiting
For something nice to say...
My spirits are high
Mean spirits high...
Please go on and on
There's beauty in your venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
You stare at my shoulders
Are you surprised to see?
One more devil
Where angel wings should be...
My spirits are high
Mean spirits high...
Please go on and on
There's beauty in your venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
High high high high high high high high...
Please keep going onoh
That sweet venom
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along
Too late to decide
My lips are opened wide
I love to play and sing along
I love to play and sing along...
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Simmer
Where it starts
And where it ends
Is here in my bedroom
Chatter from vents
Is the only thing seeping through
I see spiders defend
The same space I'm living in
I should be calmer to mend
The words are mattering
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
A silent curtain
Still the world's still grinning
I need a strong arm my friend
To keep me from simmering
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
If I get up
I'll let this end
Where do I begin?
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
That's where it starts
That's where it ends
That's where it starts
That's where it ends
That's where it starts
And where it ends
And where it ends
Is here in my bedroom
Chatter from vents
Is the only thing seeping through
I see spiders defend
The same space I'm living in
I should be calmer to mend
The words are mattering
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
A silent curtain
Still the world's still grinning
I need a strong arm my friend
To keep me from simmering
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
If I get up
I'll let this end
Where do I begin?
What am I waiting for?
Somebody to break in
What am I aiming towards?
A fight that never ends
What am I searching for?
A light to shine again
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
Nothing's coming
That's where it starts
That's where it ends
That's where it starts
That's where it ends
That's where it starts
And where it ends
Writer: Brian Nolan Kalei Aubert, Christopher Andrew Guanlao, Joseph C Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
The Pit
I'm marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust
I'm sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
But it's much worse where you are
So will you go for it?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
We'll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie
Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out
The residents don't even notice the sudden shouts
When your eyes can adjust and you see what's in view
Discolored and distempered smiles that seen you
Do you realize we were all once like you?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
We'll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
Recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
We can talk about it later
But I think you've given in
We can talk about it later
But I think you've given in
I had a feeling you might
Bury the lie
Oh, oh
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust
I'm sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
But it's much worse where you are
So will you go for it?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
We'll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie
Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out
The residents don't even notice the sudden shouts
When your eyes can adjust and you see what's in view
Discolored and distempered smiles that seen you
Do you realize we were all once like you?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
We'll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
No, no
No one comes
No one goes
Recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
We can talk about it later
But I think you've given in
We can talk about it later
But I think you've given in
I had a feeling you might
Bury the lie
Oh, oh
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Dots and Dashes (Enough Already)
So you wanna mess with me?
Caught me in a silent scream
Heat filling up my cheeks
Not exactly what you think
See you in the room next door
Your feet float above the floor
Dress torn above your knees
Like you've owned it for centuries
Dots and dashes on the wall
You tell me about the falls
Of kingdoms and champions
You've seen a thousand times before
I'll show you my private things
Like my scrapbook of fantasies
You say I look a little too green
For saying
I'm already born
I'm already wise
I'm already worn
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I'm already rough
I'm already lean
I'm already wanting to be obscene
I'm already cursed
I'm already dry
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I've already learned a bit of sin
Enough already, let me in
We signal in a moonbeam
I beg you to follow me
You say that I'll be surprised
At the codes in the sunrise
But if I don't like what I see
And my grip starts loosening
The edge of the big reveal
Could be the end of the story
I just saw innocence
Spinning around, spinning around
Should I step in?
And burn it all down
Burn it all away
I'm already born
I'm already wise
I'm already worn
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I'm already rough
I'm already lean
I'm already wanting to be obscene
I'm already cursed
I'm already dry
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I've already learned a bit of sin
Enough already, let me in
We signal in a moonbeam
I beg you to follow me
You say that I'll be surprised
At the codes in the sunrise
But if I don't like what I see
And my grip starts loosening
The edge of the big reveal
Could be the end of the story
Caught me in a silent scream
Heat filling up my cheeks
Not exactly what you think
See you in the room next door
Your feet float above the floor
Dress torn above your knees
Like you've owned it for centuries
Dots and dashes on the wall
You tell me about the falls
Of kingdoms and champions
You've seen a thousand times before
I'll show you my private things
Like my scrapbook of fantasies
You say I look a little too green
For saying
I'm already born
I'm already wise
I'm already worn
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I'm already rough
I'm already lean
I'm already wanting to be obscene
I'm already cursed
I'm already dry
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I've already learned a bit of sin
Enough already, let me in
We signal in a moonbeam
I beg you to follow me
You say that I'll be surprised
At the codes in the sunrise
But if I don't like what I see
And my grip starts loosening
The edge of the big reveal
Could be the end of the story
I just saw innocence
Spinning around, spinning around
Should I step in?
And burn it all down
Burn it all away
I'm already born
I'm already wise
I'm already worn
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I'm already rough
I'm already lean
I'm already wanting to be obscene
I'm already cursed
I'm already dry
I'm already wonderin' what am I
I've already learned a bit of sin
Enough already, let me in
We signal in a moonbeam
I beg you to follow me
You say that I'll be surprised
At the codes in the sunrise
But if I don't like what I see
And my grip starts loosening
The edge of the big reveal
Could be the end of the story
Writer: Brian Aubert, Christopher Guanlao, Joseph Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Gun-Shy Sunshine
Faith and praise keep lock away
Sentimental thoughts can stay
I suppose I made mistakes
Carry on so I can relate
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlights
Brace yourself for old remains
Later on I will behave
Made a home for few to stay
Rest assured we'll be okay
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlights
With our hands drawn, nice try
Hands drawn, nice try
(You don't understand)
Hands drawn, nice try
(My turn man)
Pretend you care to remember
Pretend you care to remember
Remember where to resemble me
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlight
With our hands drawn, nice try
Hands drawn, nice try
(You don't understand)
Hands drawn, nice try
(My turn man)
Sentimental thoughts can stay
I suppose I made mistakes
Carry on so I can relate
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlights
Brace yourself for old remains
Later on I will behave
Made a home for few to stay
Rest assured we'll be okay
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlights
With our hands drawn, nice try
Hands drawn, nice try
(You don't understand)
Hands drawn, nice try
(My turn man)
Pretend you care to remember
Pretend you care to remember
Remember where to resemble me
With your gun-shy sunshine
With my headstrong highlight
With our hands drawn, nice try
Hands drawn, nice try
(You don't understand)
Hands drawn, nice try
(My turn man)
Writer: Brian Aubert, Christopher Guanlao, Joseph Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Out Of Breath
Forgive me, Forgive me,
If I seem alarmed.
I had emotion in this moment,
But no harm's done.
You see, I've read through a million
Words that I have wrote,
And built up mountains from shrapnel.
I've made my mind up, my mind up.
Because the line drawn in the sand's wrong.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
All that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
Then you, say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
Forgive me, forgive me,
If I'm straightforward.
I'm here to poison this process,
That is getting old.
I always wind up, with botched up,
Overcritical, the motive, motives.
I've made my mind up, my mind up.
And I could care less who's turned up.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
All that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
Then you, say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
Could care less who's turned up.
They always say how great,
It is to leave us for it.
You will never know when,
We have been stretched too thin.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
And all that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
It's life or death once more for you.
Say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
If I seem alarmed.
I had emotion in this moment,
But no harm's done.
You see, I've read through a million
Words that I have wrote,
And built up mountains from shrapnel.
I've made my mind up, my mind up.
Because the line drawn in the sand's wrong.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
All that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
Then you, say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
Forgive me, forgive me,
If I'm straightforward.
I'm here to poison this process,
That is getting old.
I always wind up, with botched up,
Overcritical, the motive, motives.
I've made my mind up, my mind up.
And I could care less who's turned up.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
All that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
Then you, say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
Could care less who's turned up.
They always say how great,
It is to leave us for it.
You will never know when,
We have been stretched too thin.
And, when all the pioneers are gone,
And all that's left are unresolved,
Out-of-step opinions.
It's life or death once more for you.
Say the word and I will come,
With overbearing clouds of war.
Out of breath but not alone.
Writer: Brian Aubert, Christopher Guanlao, Joseph Lester, Nicole Lynn Webber
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Neck of the Woods is the third studio album by Los Angeles alternative rock band Silversun Pickups. The album was produced by Jacknife Lee (R.E.M., Bloc Party) and was released on May 8, 2012, through independent label Dangerbird Records. Lead single "Bloody Mary (Nerve Endings)" was released via the band's official YouTube channel on March 25. On May 2, 2012 MTV Buzzworthy posted a full stream of the album online.
Performed By:
Silversun PickupsGenre(s): Alternative rock, indie rock, shoegazing, dream pop
Producer(s): Jacknife Lee
Length: 58:50
Released: May 8th, 2012
Year: 2012