Spiritbox - Eternal Blue Lyrics
Sun Killer
I was born to break, shallow paradise
Consumed, I ignore meteoric rise
If the blade is dull, there is consequence
You displease the host, there is no defense
Tell me the waves won't rise
And monsters will fade with time
To temper the blaze with the twist of a knife
A sun killer lullaby
They were born of dust, shallow parasites
Breakdown destruction, ocean floors collide
If the blade is dull, there is consequence
If I stay, I know I'll be violent
Tell me the waves won't rise
And monsters will fade with time
To temper the blaze with the twist of a knife
A sun killer lullaby
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Sun killer sing me to sleep
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Hurt You
We are failing in crisis mode
Mutually assured destruction
Love the proxy and burn the bones
So I smile in the snare of devotion
I hope you find what you're fighting for
I am happier when I hurt you
Your medicine is the coldest war
I am happier when I hurt you
Yeah
You just keep on building the tension
I wanna escalate out of this stasis
But you just keep on building the tension
I wanna escalate into the grave
I hope you find what you're fighting for
I am happier when I hurt you
Your medicine is the coldest war
I am happier when I hurt you
So hold me to the grave
That's where you carved my name
I hope you find what you're fighting for
I am happier when I hurt you
Dysfunction
I have learned to love the embrace
In this mutually assured destruction
It's the crux
Of the coldest war
I hope you find what you're fighting for
I am happier when I hurt you
Your medicine is the coldest war
I am happier when I hurt you
So hold me to the grave
That's where you carved my name
I hope you find what you're fighting for
I am happier when I hurt you
Yeah
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Yellowjacket
Woke from a vision
The plot is still fleeting
I carry you with me but I know what I saw
Hole in my head is in the shape of a man
I swear it was an illusion of the retina
Already seen but cannot access my memories
With repetition in my temporal lobe
Relief is fleeting, I know something is with me
Release the pressure, the leviathan flows
Soma cell
Soma Ross
Nothing saved
Double knot
If I tie up the loose ends into a forceful mechanical movement
Hemisphere intuition
Deal with the light if it doesn't enter
Where was the grace when I was asking for it?
There is an absence in your phosphenetic
Fear, full of hate perforates me like a yellowjacket
Where was the grace when I was begging?
I was asking for it
I thought the cut was just a laceration (Laceration)
Now I recall that it was visual (Visual)
It's just a phrase to induce decapitation
Once you taste it and see what I saw
There's no turning back
Soma cell
Where was the grace when I was asking for it?
There is an absence in your phosphenetic
Fear, full of hate perforates me like a yellow jacket
Where was the grace when I was begging?
I was asking for it
Woke from a vision
The plot is still fleeting
I carry you with me but I know what I saw
Hole in my head is in the shape of a man
I swear it was an illusion of the retina
Writer: Daniel Braunstein, Michael Stringer, Bill Crook, Courtney LaPlante
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
The Summit
I was looking for the wrong way out
Empty road is like an open mouth
If I stay, they're gonna cast new doubt on me now
If the sun is setting on my side
Like a vesper in the eventide
Then their lips are gonna open wide, serpent tongue
How could I know when the ebb and flow would desert you?
How can I crawl up to reach those heights
And run?
The venom is what keeps me alive
The venom is what keeps me alive
Up to the summit at night
Desperate to find that beating heart of mine that always makes me run
Isolation if the road can't wind
Force of nature in a different time
Setting sun is gonna make me blind to my faults
Echo chamber in a canyon height
Take the exit where no one can hide
If their lips are gonna open wide, serpent tongue
How could I know when the ebb and flow would desert you?
How can I crawl up to reach those heights
And run?
The venom is what keeps me alive
The venom is what keeps me alive
Up to the summit at night
Desperate to find that beating heart of mine that always makes me run
I could not go on
Break me down and hold me 'til the dawn
Poison is the purposeful, it's gone
Desperate to find that beating heart
I could not go on
Break me down and hold me 'til the dawn
Poison is the purposeful, it's gone
Desperate to find that beating heart
And run
The venom is what keeps me alive
The venom is what keeps me alive
Up to the summit at night
Desperate to find that beating heart of mine that always makes me run
The venom is what keeps me alive
The venom is what keeps me alive
Up to the summit at night
Desperate to find that beating heart of mine that always makes me run
The venom is what keeps me alive
The venom is what keeps me alive
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Secret Garden
Looking back, you're mistaken
Was it drought or euphoria
That could finally make me hopeful in the fault line?
Far from perfect illusion
Wait to walk up the island
Double knot into silence
I could never fall in line
I can feel the rain this time
It flows from the hope spring
Complacent in rare form
You said, "I'll make you leave me"
Is it all that I am?
And it's you that I came for
Two hands are guarding my heart
I never climbed this far
And nobody waits for me but I know
Nobody takes from me what I grow
Secret Garden, disregard my heart
And nobody waits for me but I know
Nobody takes from me but I know
I know
Evidence just to please me
Lie awake, uninspired
It could all be so easy
If I could pull out the stitch
And it's you that I came for
Two hands are guarding my heart
I never climbed this far
And nobody waits for me but I know
Nobody takes from me what I grow
Secret Garden, disregard my heart
And nobody waits for me but I know
Nobody takes from me what I grow
Secret Garden, disregard my heart
Nobody waits for me
Nobody takes from me
Nobody waits for me
Nobody takes from me
Nobody waits for me (I know)
Nobody takes from me (I grow)
Nobody waits for me (I know)
Nobody takes from me (I grow)
Writer: Courtney LaPlante, Michael Stringer, William Crook
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Silk in The Strings
You crush a delicate moth wing
I see the stain on your fingertips
As if the body was absent
As if the flame was a sycophant
And now I carry you with me
Wrapped in my thoughts like a spider web
I let your words get the best of me
An unconditional relevance
Digested
Spit out and then
Misdirect
This bitter end
You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Harvest and bring a yield sickening
A mistake, but I carry you with me
Cut Byzantine, so brilliant
Fade 'cause it's all temporary
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
Escape, I carry you with me
Eyes shining in the dark like crystal pools
I can hear your heart
Disgusting
Fade from me
You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Harvest and bring a yield sickening
A mistake, but I carry you with me
Cut Byzantine, so brilliant
Fade 'cause it's all temporary
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
Escape, I carry you with me
You wrap me up like silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Silk in the strings that pluck me to feed
I escape, but I carry you with me
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Holy Roller
Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead
Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead
Holy Roller
Stand
To the left of me
In paradise
Holy Ghosts will
Born of blood
In seraphim
To grip the Nazarene
Crown of God
You wear it thin
To come and rapture me
Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead
Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead
Stand
To the left of me
In paradise
Holy Ghosts will
Fade
Into oblivion
Like a blade
Falling slowly
Curse the holy down
And when I die, you won't pray for me
That's when I learn to
Cut my ties
And when I die, you won't pray for me
That's when I learn to
Cut my ties
Stand
To the left of me
In paradise
Holy Ghosts will
Fade
Into oblivion
Like a blade
Falling slowly (down)
Writer: Michael Stringer, Daniel Braunstein, Courtney Laplante
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Eternal Blue
It's not that you opened my heart
Folding like a reptile, colder in the light
It's not that the agony starts
To pull me like a riptide, pulsing in time
It's one by one, cut the circulation
As the dust settles for you
Flood in the cut will run, an eternal blue sun
To illuminate old wounds
I wish my blood would slow down
And what's left of me, a cavity
At least this space is mine
It's where you left me to die
I wish my blood would slow down
You can make my blood rush
Slow down
It's taught that consuming their hearts
Will soothe you like a brush fire, consuming on the incline
Not that thе sediment starts
To hold me likе a sapphire, frozen in time
It's one by one, cut the circulation
As the dust settles for you
Blood in my eyes will run, an eternal blue sun
To illuminate old wounds
I wish my blood would slow down
I'm waiting
And what's left of me, a cavity
At least this space is mine
It's where you left me to die
I wish my blood would slow down
You can make my blood rush
Slow down
And what's left of me, a cavity
At least this space is mine
It's where you left me to die
I wish my blood would slow down
Oh, you make my blood rush
Slow down
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
We Live In A Strange World
I am coasting on nice dreams
Lonely, folding on each other and
Waiting for great things
But all they do is stop
To grace me with cold sleep
If I breathe in, I feel another
Erase me to pace me
And hold on to the drop
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
You let the bastards grind you down
Collapse a vein so you don't drown
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
I was straight seamed and naive
Unturned stones and plastic diamonds
That made me heavy
I'm rolling to a stop
If greatness leaves me alone
I know I won't recover
Erase me, pace me
I'm waiting for the drop
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
You let the bastards grind you down
Collapse a vein so you don't drown
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
Circle me in cerulean
Pressure me in the counterfeit
Shelter me in complacency
The ghost of me will finally sleep in the blue
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
You let the bastards grind you down
Collapse a vein so you don't drown
Sunken in, now we live in a strange world
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Halcyon
Sickle, sickle, set me aside
Burn the bridge, no mercy tonight as they run
To retrograde love, and I know the spectre is calling
Mountains are falling below into replication
And I lay to waste my life
Halcyon days and nights
So I could be one of them
I could be one of them
Promises buried twice
Down where they won't survive
So I could be one of them
Gripping to relevance
These silhouettes will drive me crazy
Brittle sparrow, pale by design
Delicate, they corner my mind
Feel them run, I'm feeling them run
Precious is the retrograde in power
With no emotion
It brings devotion and starts to fade
And I lay to waste my life
Halcyon days and nights
So I could be one of them
I could be one of them
Promises buried twice
Down where they won't survive
So I could be one of them
Gripping to relevance
These silhouettes will make me contemplate
Will I fit or will I fade away?
Burning bridges as devotions fade
Irrelevance is imminent, I could be one of them
Oh
Writer: COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Circle With Me
Feel the weight of a martyr
It could all be yours
Cut down the altar
Visionare and deepest fake
Dirty gold, the colors change
Hands are frozen, feel no pain
I just want to hold the flame
Negative feedback loop
I'm spinning out of control
The sickly sweetness is crushing me
But I want to know
If there's no heat when I escalate the fire is cold
They echo, "This could all be yours"
Feel the weight of a martyr
It could all be yours if you echo birds of prey
Traitor cut down the altar
It could all be yours
Vultures circling the flame
Nothing sacred, nothing lost
When birds of prey invade my thoughts
They promise I will feel the pain
Not strong enough to hold the flame
Negative feedback loop
I'm spinning out of control
The sickly sweetness is crushing me
But I want to know
If there's no heat when I escalate the fire is cold
They echo, "This could all be yours"
Feel the weight of a martyr
It could all be yours if you echo birds of prey
Traitor cut down the altar
It could all be yours
Vultures circling the flame
I held the power of a dying sun
I climb the altar and I claim my place as God
Circle with me
Circle with me
This could all be yours
Feel the weight of a martyr
It could all be yours if you echo birds of prey
Traitor cut down the altar
It could all be yours
Vultures circling the flame
Feel the weight of a martyr
A traitor watching me as birds of prey never falter
This could all be yours
This could all be yours
Circle with me
Writer: Courtney LaPlante, Bill Crook, Michael Stringer, Daniel Braunstein
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Constance
Dying sun burns in the night
I watch it glow, and it's so hard for me
Speaking darkness out of spite
Coercion and then caving in, wrap me in my bitterness
Give it up, I'm complacent
Just enough to escape it
Heretics wouldn't faze me
Lucid trust, I don't want it
Palms are rough when you promise
Fire lies when you're honest
It's hard to lose and wonder why
You pressure in increments
Like a slow-moving coup
Memories dissident
When I am holding you
If my sun won't set tonight
I'll look around but it's so hard for me
Like a shadow passing by
Crashing into shapes and then fading with my innocence
Give it up, I'm complacent
Just enough to escape it
Heretics wouldn't faze me
Lucid trust, I don't want it
Palms are rough when you promise
Fire lies when you're honest
It's hard to lose and wonder why
I have been waiting my whole life
For pressure in increments
Like a slow-moving coup
Memories dissident
When I am holding you
Writer: Courtney LaPlante, Michael Stringer, William Crook
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave