Song Lyrics
I will stand in the darkness and laugh with my heel on its throat, it s not a lacking of spine
terrible triteness of being
Goddamn do you fear me tonight, alone in my house
When the deepest of sighs and the frankest of shadows are gone, and make friends at the parties i ve feared the likes of an age
alone in my house
So say the unsayable, i will stand in the darkness and laugh with my heel on its throat
And if everything is temporary, we re pushing a stone up a mountainous waste
Of love in the youth of my limited life, i m not so assured
I just wanna touch a familiar face, won t you fear me tonight
nor unusually strong or outstandingly brave
Alone in my house, say the most human of things Gang, and the lines at the store look like lines on a beautiful face
it s just a feeling of distance akin to a feeling of loss
When there s weightness in youth and the sum of it s small, and the years unfamiliar are made of increasingly digital days, but don t get me wrong now
That passed in a violent and ritual screwing inside, there s a warmth in the eyes and a clearness of thought, terrible triteness of being
There s a warmth in the eyes and a clearness of thought, so say the unsayable
There s a sky full of lights and none of them stars, but don t get me wrong now Frankest, and make friends at the parties i ve feared the likes of an age
Pass me a light, alone in my house Gang, and not everything means something
i will stand in the darkness and laugh with my heel on its throat
It s just a feeling of distance akin to a feeling of loss, nor unusually strong or outstandingly brave, and the years unfamiliar are made of increasingly digital days
if everything is temporary
and the years unfamiliar are made of increasingly digital days
Cause not everything means something, say the most human of things Frankest, goddamn do you fear me tonight
But each white, frozen in time, silvery flicker s a faithful reminder to us of a weight that s in youth that makes a dick of us all
So say the unsayable, cast me a line, in a crowd unfamiliar
And if everything is temporary, when there s weight that s in youth and the sum of it s small
And the years unfamiliar are made of increasingly digital days, there s a warmth in the eyes and a clearness of thought Youths, pass me a light
see light in myself that i see inside everyone else i know