Poison The Well - Versions lyrics
- Letter Thing
- Breathing's For The Birds
- Nagaina
- The Notches That Create Your Headboard
- Pleading Post
- Slow Good Morning
- Prematurito El Baby
- Composer Meet Corpse
- You Will Not Be Welcomed
- Naive Monarch
- Riverside
- The First Day Of My Second Life
Letter Thing
Dear sweetie,
here I come with another, "Hey what's happening?"
Listen to me, listen to me,
tell me you doubt I'm ordinary.
Give me sunshine, make me happy, give me sunshine.
I'm holding in my fingers the last string,
I'll set you free.
There will be no more questions of strength,
I cut my throat playing indian.
Dear sweetie,
here I come with another, "Hey what's happening?"
Listen to me, listen to me,
tell me you doubt I'm ordinary.
Give me sunshine, make me happy, give me sunshine.
I'm holding in my fingers the last string,
I'll set you free.
I cut my throat playing indian,
I was trying to get to you.
Well now that's a fucking, fucking, fucking friend.
You say you feel affection,
so come now and save us.
Dear sweetie,
here I come with another, "Hey what's happening?"
Listen to me, listen to me,
you tell me you doubt I'm ordinary.
Give me sunshine, make me happy, give me sunshine.
Breathing's For The Birds
I want to become what I must
So I can tunnel through the ocean waves to you
I'm on my way now to you
The same thought enters my mind as I'm engulfed in steam
How happy she will be to see
Her monster become human
And I'm on my way now
No matter the things I say
I've cared for you all my life
Where am I why am I sure to have never existed
Destroying the homes of creatures trying to hide below
I will bash the rocks till my hands shatter
Making a straight path to you
I'm on my way now
No matter the things I say
I've cared for you all my life
Where am I why am I sure to have never existed
You must remember that I
Always swept the pieces I left behind
I've cared for you all my life
No matter the things I say
Nagaina
I have a big secret out of a shroud prison,
this big horrible mess.
I'm covered in mud and bile,
inching towards the ground,
arms outstretched,
releasing my confession:
I am a snake,
I let my children, let my children go to fend for themselves.
De-scale me,
leave me naked on the cutting board floor.
I have a big secret out of a shroud prison,
this big horrible mess.
Hung to try in motherland sun tinted humidity,
releasing my confession:
I am a snake,
I let my children, let my children go to fend for themselves.
(We are the swamps)
Our lives are swamps,
We are the swamp.
Can you take it?
Can't you just get rid of it all?
I am a snake,
I let my children, let them go.
The Notches That Create Your Headboard
So tell me again how it feels to give yourself to the scum
in the beautiful machine where we made love.
Green and brown influence had a hold of you.
Was there pleasure in your mind?
Excitement of this getting out makes you scream.
Why couldn't that be the day you choked on it?
No one around to save you.
No one to crush your stomach from behind.
Was it everything?
Do you regret your night?
I recall you saying you don't regret a thing.
Well go on your way thinking of no one else but yourself.
Maybe one of these nights,
a confession-semi will smash your tires from behind.
Just don't ask questions,
just fly around with your head cut off,
never regretting a..
No one around (to save you),
no one to crush your stomach from behind.
No one around,
no one to crush your stomach from behind.
Pleading Post
What if the best position to be in
was shoved in the smallest crack in a wall where claustrophobia kicks in?
You would no longer breathe,
I can hear oxygen sing.
You would no longer breathe,
I can hear oxygen sing.
Is it wrong to use despair for our own, own personal gain
to fuel the fires in the guts?
So happiness wasn't for you,
it didn't come with the blood,
didn't come with the blood.
Keep the slavery of despair,
get where you need to go.
What if the best position to be in
was shoved in the smallest crack in a wall where claustrophobia kicks in?
Use them to get where you need to go, where you need to go.
Heard you say if there's a flame you'll burn every tree,
you'll burn every tree that you see.
Even the one you carved the lame and the females name into, the name into.
Keep the slavery of despair,
get where you need to go.
Frown all you give,
you give them the best.
Crooked smile is all you give,
you give them the best.
Slow Good Morning
There are bodies strewn all over my bedroom floor.
I don't know how they got there but I'm sure it's the fuckers in their ships.
Taunting everyone who walks by as they sail through my front lawn.
Through my bedroom window,
not a window at all,
but a hole that peasant left with his cannonball fun.
They look so pretty,
pretty weak to have let it go on this long.
There are still bodies thrown on my bedroom floor,
I don't know how they got there but I have a plan now.
So they say we aren't really here,
so don't just try to punish us,
you are the one who has lost his mind.
We didn't bring the bodies, we didn't throw them on your floor.
We didn't bring the bodies, we didn't throw them on your floor,
you are the one who has lost his mind.
They look so pretty,
pretty weak to have let it go on this long.
So they say we aren't really here,
so don't just try to punish us,
you are the one who has lost his mind.
We didn't bring the bodies, we didn't throw them on your floor,
you are the one who has lost his mind.
They look so pretty,
pretty weak to have let it go on this long.
Prematurito El Baby
I'm not just your friend,
I'm your skin and bones.
I think that I can tell when you're acting.
Like nails on the edge of a cliff,
your tongue wraps around your life.
I will tell you how,
I will tell you how,
how it makes me feel.
I was the Queen of the Grand Old Opry,
now I'm going down in a wad of flame.
I'm not just your friend,
I'm your skin and bones.
I think that I can tell when you're acting.
It's not good enough,
it's not good enough,
I just want to see where you'll fall.
Like nails on the edge of a cliff,
your tongue wraps around your life.
I will tell you how,
tell you now,
how it makes me feel.
Why argue?
Without blood,
without help,
you'll be like us all.
Used to think there was no future left to talk about.
Open up and let the King of flailing tongues in.
I'm not just your friend,
I'm your skin and bones.
I think that I can tell when you're acting.
It's not good enough,
it's not good enough,
I just want to see where you'll..
Composer Meet Corpse
I want to live on fire
I'll burn my bridges
Smarter man would have said no
Other men would have learned now
You want my money?
It spends like shit
The thief steals from the young
The suit steals from us all
I'll burn my bridges
Smarter man would have said no
Other men would have learned now
You want my money?
It spends like shit
Smarter man would have said no
Other men would have learned now
You want my money?
It spends like shit
I've had to live on fire
You will live, live on fire
You Will Not Be Welcomed
With your hand in mine,
the others tell me they need you to keep the rest at bay,
yelling sadness disagreement.
Pulling you into me, into body, the others will think you're afraid.
You are sustenance,
but my companion.
So I walk alone,
complaining doesn't make good conversation.
Giving you up I drown in eye water as you are taken away,
hiding the fact that I'm breaking apart inside.
You are sustenance,
but my companion.
So I walk alone,
complaining doesn't make good conversation.
Sitting at the social event,
I devour more of you because I know thats what you want.
Your head on a plate, eyes cold in sleep.
You taste like dreams.
Naive Monarch
Please everyone get on the ground now
I know you're scared but I always have been
I need this to get away
To finally be free
Horns on your heads
I'm not of this world
But I'm trying to make the best of it
So you won't stare that way again
Even if it means
Blow you all away
Put it in the bag
Or you will all just walk
Right out of here looking just like me
Impassable as normal in your streets
I'll wear your horns as trophies
So you won't stare that way again
So I
So fucking I
So I won't have to feel that way again
Even if it means
blow you all away
I want it now
Like a child who can't get what it wants
I want it now
Riverside
Trading Back and forth our voice
Is something disputed here?
Focusing behind me you look white
Are you looking at something through the other side?
Nowadays you get more
difficult to understand,
Incoherently speaking of your last days
How you'll spend them
finding the blades of grass you'll lay in
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear...
Slowly your hands fade to your skull
Constantly complaining
of your discomfort
you don't look well anymore
Nowadays you get more
difficult to understand,
Incoherently speaking of your last days
How you'll spend them
finding the blades of grass you'll lay in
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear...
Feel them crawling
Feel them penetrate
One day I'll get your sight back to you
I thought we were supposed
to bury our dead.
The First Day Of My Second Life
Roaming through shambles
Hand in hand
Our fingernails digging into palm
To indicate our first first reaction
Soaked my shoulder with your eyes
I run through my head
Without caution to find the words
To get you to stop
Sobbing I utter the phrases
Of what we will build back up
Won't make the same mistakes again
We will talk
Won't pull away when
One wants to show affection
Soaked your shoulder with my eyes
Overwhelmed by emotion
Overwhelmed with the feeling
That everything will be ok
Overwhelmed everyone will be
Take these new songs of youth
Because you are aware
Write new songs for youth
Because they rot inside.
It just showed up
Bags in hand, bags in hand.
It gives me chills
How easy I thought it would be.
So I let it in
Bags in hand, bags in hand...