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Monday, September 10, 2007
Machines - Biffy Clyro
I would dig a thousand holes to lay next to you
I would dig a thousand more if I needed to
I look around the grave for an escape route of old routines
There doesn’t seem to be any other way
Cause I’ve started falling apart I’m not savouring life
I’ve forgotten how good it could be to feel alive
Crazy as it sounds you wont feel as low as you feel right now
At least that’s what I've been told by everyone
I whisper empty sounds in your ear and hope that you won’t let go
Take the pieces and build them skywards
Cause I've started falling apart I’m not savouring life
I've forgotten how good it could be to feel alive
I've started falling apart I'm not savouring life
Take the pieces and build them skywards
I've forgotten how good it could be to feel alive
Take the pieces and build them skywards
I've started falling apart I'm not savouring life
Take the pieces and build them skywards
I've forgotten how good it could be to feel alive
Take the pieces and build them skywards
I've started falling apart I'm not savouring life
Take the pieces and build them skywards
I've forgotten how good it could be to feel alive
Take the pieces and build them skywards
Take the pieces and build them skywards
and
Take the pieces and build them skywards
and
Take the pieces and build them up to the sky.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Only One Word Comes To Mind - Biffy Clyro
This time
its now or never
the ones we are
supposed to bow to
In time we all crawl
believe in believe in meeee
In time we all fall
through our fingers
Its alright to hide away
underneath the ocean
Open up the way
I have to feel right
In time we all saw
Him upon up her
These words won't help you
If you're looking for answers
These words won't help you
It's alright to hide away
Underneath the ocean
Open up the way
I have to feel right
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Questions And Answers - Biffy Clyro
Grab a handle, twist it 'til something drops
You're up when you're winning, you feel like your head's gone soft
Even though we spend our time without a chorus
Little twitches give him a special edge
You can't understand it, transparent and soft in the head
Even though we spend our time, now here's the chorus
You've got all these great answers to all these great questions
Take advantage of the sound, lean in to walls leading to minds
You've got all these great answers to all these great questions (Still I feel them passing me by)
You've got all these great answers to all these great questions (Try to understand)
Breatheher - Biffy Clyro
I see her, with her hands in the air, held up to the sky to float away
If you'd seen half the things in my mind, you'd have the chance to float away
I think I'm falling, I hold my head up high
I see her, with her hands in the air, held up to the sky to float away
I think I'm falling, I hold my head up high
These are the days when we look in each other's eyes
These are the days when we look in each other's eyes
These are the days when we look in each other's eyes
These are the days when we look in each other's eyes
Toys Toys Toys Choke Toys Toys Toys - Biffy Clyro
Would you change, I have, fallen in love with you, anyway
(We suffer, we suffer, I suffer, we suffer, you'll suffer now)
Have a dance, I will easily lose it anyway
(We're dancing, we're dancing, I'm dancing, we're dancing, your dancing now)
Love makes some things taste good not all just you I love your style you hate my lies
In time always you suffer
In the shadows of your eyes you look like God, I will be right here
When your life's been shattered, embrace your emotion, I will be right
If even the stars, fall from your eyes, revolve as they burn in the night
Reach with your mind, never goodbye, take me away from you all
Winter's long dance, lovely construction, it's all a part of you now
Watch it implode your ghostly possession will always possess you
Infinity lies! Save yourself!
Glitter And Trauma - Biffy Clyro
Diamonds, glitter and trauma tears, with an unfriendly atmosphere.
We'll make our night, we'll make tonight.
Your potential is underused, your skin will break into jigsaw shaped pieces of meat, you'll fall
apart.
You can save them all.
I believe that you can.
Even though... you never listen.
You never listen.
But you are, the human, strobe.
You are the human strobe.
We are, like lightening, surrounded.
You are the human strobe.
Slaughtered moments and useless tales, encourage others to take the blame.
I love you when, you're not around.
You can save them all.
I believe that you can.
Even though... you never listen.
You never listen.
Let's take aim, you're looking the other way.
The right target, she's looking the other way.
There's no wreckage, I'll help you to do it right, tonight... we'll make it ours.
You are, the human, strobe.
You are the human strobe.
We are, like lightening, surrounded.
You are the human strobe.
Let's take aim, I'll help you to do it right.
Tonight... we'll make it ours.
You are, the human, strobe.
You are the human strobe.
We are, like lightening, surrounded.
You are the human strobe.
Saturday Superhouse - Biffy Clyro
I'll be sitting on the left side, you'll be sitting on the right
Dying to share our problems, make everything alright
Then I see a darkness, you see the blinding light
Will Oldham's in the corner moaning "Can't you write your own lines"
If we don't know where we belong
It'll make no difference from where we started
Look out kid because here it comes
You're not the lucky ones
There's a dozen corpses on the left side, I swear one's smiling at me
Compliments on your confessions baby, wow you really showed me
You think that you're full of conviction, really you're just trying to survive
Tie them up then spit them out it's good to help the boy shine
If we don't know where we belong
It'll make no difference from where we started
Look out kid because here it comes
You're not the lucky ones
Semi-Mental - Biffy Clyro
I smoke my face in, night after night
To numb the pain and stop the world spinning round and round
But how was I to know that in my mind I'm not so pure
Look into my eyes you can see I'm many different people
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
I'm not a drinker, I try it every night
I force it down to throw it up and start all over again
But I will climb a tower to stick my flag on top
And look down on everyone, help me to salute the people
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
You have tried to resist the pain, but you know you're not alone
I have tried to resist the pain, but now I'm all alone
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
You shone a light on my life, now I'm just sentimental
Folding Stars - Biffy Clyro
Take a long hard look at yourself
How did you end up here
The blood drips like red inverted balloons
Tomorrow is a promise to no-one
If you want, follow me and I'll lead you inside
You don't have to run and hide
Eleanor, Eleanor
I would do anything for another minute with you because
It's not getting easier, it's not getting easier
In a bedroom with no windows or doors
All the happy people are crying
You can't hold a gaze for a second or two
It always ends in total darkness
Eleanor, Eleanor
I would do anything for another minute with you because
It's not getting easier, it's not gettig easier
You will be folding stars
You can't even understand
It's not getting easier, it's not getting easier
It ends in a place with no love only hate
And a mirror reflecting the truth
In your eyes, in your face you can't wash it away
From your cold, cold heart
I hope that you're folding stars
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Biffy Clyro - Living Is A Problem Because Everything Dies
Come on baby
do you think it's good to feel
like I'm lying here
swimming in memories.
I fear God because everything dies babe
got a gun in the back of my Car
This spasm of good sense
is making my eyes twitch
I've had enough on your consulations
I'm drowning caught in a shit tide
take my face to the inside of love
nothing to eat but fears in the back seat
well I met God he had nothing to say to me
I pray to god
that you're right before my eyes,
bathed in white light,
with halos in your eyes.
Don't wanna waste no more time
time's what we don't have
Everywhere I look someone dies
wonder when it's my turn
Hello do you know me
leave an open door
what you're looking for
baby when you come down, come down
I built a time machine to escape from
all the pain in the back on my car
Living's a problem
'cause everything dies babe,
save yourself we're not too far away
I pray to god
that you're right before my eyes
bathed in white light
with halos in your eyes.
Don't wanna waste no more time
time's what we don't have
Everywhere I look someone dies
wonder when it's my turn
I pray to god
that you're right before my eyes
bathed in white light
with halos in your eyes
Don't wanna waste no more time,
time's what we don't have.
Everywhere I look someone dies,
wonder when it's my turn.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Biffy Clyro - My Recovery Injection
I've been waitin on the overdrive.
Slick and polished on the inside.
It ruins feeding time.
I'll recover in an empty room.
In remission from a real mood.
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn.
Why can't we hide, our secret lives?
Why can't we climb, this useless height?
You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.
I'll recover if you want me to.
Dig my way out of my black mood.
Wait for the sun to fade.
Why can't we hide, our useless lives?
You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.
You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.
And nothing matters anymore. [x6]
(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
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