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Second Person - Demons in the Scenery lyrics
A dissipation of pain is more important than When it begins. Its above any love I have To see these bruises for my sins. And its not about what we are, today Its an unspecific stage. Its the rate of desiccation That I anticipate. But when the systems start And the lights go down Demons in the scenery turn my world around. And I get myself Lost I wont be found. Is there a difference in meaning between a brief vacation and a brush with death? And which one do I need. Im sick to speak Im too weak to catch my breath. Well, Im caught in these thoughts and awkward words Im making clinical, chemical, friends Above my head discrete circled birds of sleep Preparing to descend (Preparing to descend) Its a constriction of chest At best At worst Its burst By a heavy stone. I can do things that you know Ive done before When Ive been with myself alone (When Ive been with myself alone) I know its destructive Is there anymore I can Be surprised by joy Never-the-less in my stress and anxiety suggest Theres nothing left to destroy. But when the lights go up And the curtain falls Demons in the scenery scream like animals And I get myself lost Inside that voice. Some things will fracture slowly Some things have sudden breaks I wish someone had told me Not to repeat mistakes. I step inside my story And see its told in blood If you were better for me You wouldnt be so good. But be the clever hands The people take their bows. The demons in the scenery scream its over now And I get myself (Lost) Ohoohwoahoh Ohohohohooh Sometimes the lights go down (Some things will fracture slowly) Sometimes the lights go down The demons in the scenery turn my world around. (I wish someone had told me) (Demons!) Did I get myself lost? (How do I turn my dreams down) I wont be found Wont be found Wont be found. |
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