1. |
Cure for the Soul
04:07
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[1]
Meet me behind this worn-out counter,
show me the steel and lead in your wounds
you got from all this time in the gutter
Won't hurt a bit, we'll fix you up (we'll fix you up).
Think that your story's bad? Think again (Think again, pal).
I've been here too long,
I've seen it all,
every way to the grave from the cradle,
all paths to fall.
[chorus]
We are not
after justice or salvation.
We’ve been here
Longer than you think.
We're not here
for a promise of redemption.
We’re all here
Just to have a drink.
Bottoms up (x4)
[2]
Hey, pal, hold on a bit,
maybe you've had enough?
Well, then, here you go
Looks like your day was rough.
[chorus]
We are not
after justice or salvation.
We’ve been here
Longer than you think.
We're not here
for a promise of redemption.
We’re all here
Just to have a drink.
[bridge]
Come say what you've come here to say,
it's only your story to tell.
I dole out this poison all day,
see, it's just you need it like hell.
Come sit at the bar, spill your woes,
we'll listen and we will believe.
I'll pour you one more for the road,
whichever you'll take when you leave.
[chorus]
We are not
after justice or salvation.
We’ve been here
Longer than you think.
We're not here
for a promise of redemption.
We’re all here
Just to have a drink.
Bottoms up (x4)
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2. |
Femme Fatale
03:30
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1
Way down on my luck,
Below the window level of cheap bars,
Bent over the rim
Of my life-long whiskey binge.
Thirsty for allure,
Behind her tempting eyes
I saw the cure,
Did not see through her lies.
[CHORUS]
It felt like a hunt;
The signs were there, and they told me to run.
But i’d rather trust
Something that makes my heart beat fast.
2
Her smile means deceit —
A touch of evil on the flesh so sweet.
Her eyes have the glint
Of God's lies on the face of the Fiend.
She took me in her arms,
And world turned around
Right back from upside down
To normal like a charm.
[CHORUS]
It felt like a hunt;
The signs were there, and they told me to run.
But i’d rather trust
Something that makes my heart beat fast.
[BRIDGE 1]
She came to my place,
She said let’s cut right to the chase,
She said she was lost just like me,
She knew i was too blind to see.
[CHORUS]
It felt like a hunt;
The signs were there, and they told me to run.
But i’d rather trust
Something that makes my heart beat fast.
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3. |
Last Day Home
04:38
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[ch]
It's not a song it has no words
This is just my raw breath
It's not a song it has no chords
Just me surviving through this mess.
[1]
They fooled you once
You better run
Run like hell, for your life, don't stop
Don't lose your edge
Never look back
They just wait for your guard to drop.
Don't fall
Asleep
She's always out to get you
Not far
Right here
She's ready if you let her.
[2]
It was only the beginning
Don't expect to get off easy
This pain is here for you to keep
You know she's still not through with you
[ch]
It's not a song it has no words
This is just my raw breath
It's not a song it has no chords
Just me surviving through this mess.
[3]
Don't even start to hope or trust
any single word of excuse
Life is a slut, a femme fatale
Treat her well and you will be used
[ch]
It's not a song it has no words
This is just my raw breath
It's not a song it has no chords
Just me surviving through this mess.
[Bridge]
Have you ever felt as if nothing good
Ever comes your way?
Have you ever thought maybe all this time
You've been in a wrong place?
Have you ever felt as if running on
Backwards in this rat race?
Have you ever thought maybe all this time
There was no other way?
My last day home
[ch] x2
It's not a song it has no words
This is just my raw breath
It's not a song it has no chords
Just me surviving through this mess.
[Breakdown]
No more place to call my own.
This is my last day home.
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4. |
Every Bit of Pain
04:23
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[1]
Carefully taking out these nails, they're stuck in my heart.
These are the nails that should have been in my palms.
Do you really dare ask if it hurts very much?
I know that hatred hurts way more for sure.
[ch]
Bourbon's all I have left,
It's not too good,
But it warms my blood.
And I don't really know
Anyone here,
But they are my kind.
[2]
Used to try looking for God,
Used to think I was close,
Then I'd show the way
To everyone who needs it.
Now I see with what it's been paved,
It's the kind of road
I don't think you need.
I used to rebel
Against what's safer,
searched for something more.
But now I savor
The hurt of every
Strike of the scourge.
Do you really dare
Question the love
In every bit of pain,
In the silence of God?
[ch]
Bourbon's all I have left,
It's not too good,
But it warms my blood.
And I don't really know
Anyone here,
But they are my kind.
[bridge]
I'm still here
Not wayworn
However
Crooked the turns
[ch]
Bourbon's all I have left,
It's not too good,
But it warms my blood.
And I don't really know
Anyone here,
But they are my kind.
[breakdown]
Used to care about pain
Used to look for its meaning.
Now it's all just neurons
Flashing blindly in my brain.
Used to blame someone else
I always had an excuse.
Did I think it was all
About what I had to lose.
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5. |
New Names
03:40
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[1]
Hey top dog, I know your game.
It's old.
This prize's your only claim to fame,
Not for long.
You think you got it all figured out?
There is
Always someone with better cards.
Don't you recall,
You used
To be like me?
[ch]
I've come this far, I won the prize,
No one will ever take it away.
Torn down your crown, saw through your lies.
I will come clear up space for new names
[2]
Hey underdog, don't sweat,
I know your game.
You're weak, but your pretend
It makes you saint.
Watch how I take
All that you have.
Not much under the mask.
[ch]
I've come this far, I won the prize,
No one will ever take it away.
Torn down your crown, saw through your lies.
I will come clear up space for new names
[br]
New world
It's mine, the rules are clear.
No one
To follow them anymore.
Who is
This damn face in the mirror?
Why does
It look like someone I know?
[ch X2]
I've come this far, I won the prize,
No one will ever take it away.
Torn down your crown, saw through your lies.
I will come clear up space for new names
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6. |
When the Lights Are Out
04:08
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[1]
You know, my faces are many
But which one is the true one? or is there one at all?
I dream of home with no mirrors in it
I think i burned it long ago
You think you know me
Like everyone you've seen my mask
Few have ever tried to peek behind it
No reason why they must
[pre-ch]
It feels just like home
Back home again
[ch]
Just like heaven
Only all the lights are out
My paper wings
Touch leaden clouds
[2]
Cut! lights, camera, action!
I gotta run till i run out of space
Is the mask too tight on my skin?
Or is it my own face?
[pre-ch]
It feels just like home
Back home again
[ch]
Just like heaven
Only all the lights are out
My paper wings
Touch leaden clouds
Almost like hell
Although the service is nice
And all drinks
Are on the house
***
Just like heaven
Only all the lights are out
My paper wings
Touch leaden clouds
Almost like hell
Although the service is nice
And all drinks
Are on the house
[br]
This place feels almost like home
A little off, but it'll do
If i just pretend a bit
After all that's what i do
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7. |
Just a Job
04:09
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[1]
Gloves fit tight on my hands,
A clear mind, a cool head.
A drop of booze won't hurt.
[ch]
Don't say a word
Don't move a muscle
It's just a job
Like any other
Almost a crime
It's deadline!
[2]
Have to soil my hands so I
Can survive this world built by
Your clean hands and pleasant smiles.
I'll take your cash, won't shake hands;
Mine are dirtier than yours,
But yours is the kind of clean
That's not easy to wash off.
You're really all the same,
A client or a boss.
And i am not your friend.
[ch]
Don't say a word
Don't move a muscle
It's just a job
Like any other
Almost a crime
It's deadline!
[**]
All around
I'm what you call
An ordinary man.
Nice front lawn,
Pretty wife,
A daughter growing up:
An American dream I don't want
Ever to awaken from.
No mistakes, regrets, or second thoughts;
After all, I know my job.
[ch]
Don't say a word
Don't move a muscle
It's just a job
Like any other
Almost a crime
It's deadline! (2X)
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8. |
Make Some Noise
05:00
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Follow me, follow me:
We're in the same key.
Follow me, follow me:
You're not alone here.
[1]
I'm not here to entertain;
It really doesn't matter
If it's the same old song I play:
I'm here 'cause I have to.
[ch]
Follow me, follow me:
We're in the same key.
Follow me, follow me:
You're not alone here.
[2]
There are times I try to fight it,
But I don't think I have a choice.
There are times I need some quiet,
But now I'm gonna make some noise.
[ch]
Follow me, follow me:
We're in the same key.
Follow me, follow me:
You're not alone here.
[post-ch]
If you can feel it, follow me,
We'll bleed to death letter by letter,
You know the words, so follow me,
The next verse must hold something better.
[br]
Look closely, I am you,
The face behind your eyelids.
I'm your voice in the dark,
The voice you always speak with.
We have been up and down
This road that has no signposts.
You may miss the next turn,
But you know I'll stay up close.
[ch]
Follow me, follow me:
We're in the same key.
Follow me, follow me:
You're not alone here.
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13. |
New Names (Instrumental)
03:40
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