Thursday songs lyrics

We'll all look the same someday And even now the robot starts to think I wonder what it dreams The Tide is high on Fourtheeth Street The...

The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly (The stage is set) The stage is set don't forget to breathe (Between the lines) If the whole...

This is what you see when you look in my direction: incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires. this is how it feels, calling out but no one...

This revelation is the death of ignorance tangled in a state of suffocation slave to self righteousness damnation is on your lips from sorrow...

And she asked me where have you been? i could've sworn i lost you again my reply why do you still pretend that you forgot me? when my...

Where the Circle Ends Mountain ranges Morning red bathed ridges stab up at the trembling blue horizon Grey slides lazily off rooftops Lands...

Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost In trying so hard to...

Conditions are getting worse And there's nothing left I can do Gonna leave while I can I'm gonna... with or without you It never used to be...

This sunlight cutting through the open fields. Can't be communicated by radio waves. And through this flashlight keyhole memory. Receive a...

Steps ascend to a loaded gun. the scent of matches hangs in the air (a lit one flickers out in a hearbeat). we don't want to see this: a flash of...

We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will. All these...

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs In the shadow of the skyline very far away A lightning rod that couldn't pull the storm from me I...

In this room, I'm sitting by your side Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off its hook Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up ...

As I sit by myself, I've come from so, so far away. In such little time, I have gave, My soul, my mind, I've tried so hard to find. Is this what...

Now it's time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day I'll dress this city in flames After the things you say You hate me for being...

In the circuit, the frequency's breaking up. the speakers can barely move this is not a test tune to the broadcast. witness the jetlag. look in the...

Write these words back down inside We have burned their villages and all the people in them died We adopt their customs and everything they say...

Falling from this hassle you fly still like parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties...

You know it sounds better in the long run, where your words and symbols stack up into the night Hands are broken, folded like a steeple of my...

It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car. It's the breathing of the city that says leave me behind. Forget...