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Watch you hit the stage like a willing bomb,
strapped to cripple children.
Itâs hard to watch you whore out your damage pride.
I spit on what youâre building.
We rally in the balls of the sweaty club,
prepare for insurrections.
And, all the dead souls that you would control
are bound for resurrections.
Youâre father was a lover and he left you there;
need of their attention.
Youâll fill this blank page with the brightest shame;
the death of all invention.
Youâre the new Christ of what will suffice;
the Satan to your savior.
Sing it out loud if you donât believe
in lies and good behavior.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
There must be something in the way you burn,
it makes me lose control.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
Iâm happy to report about the life assured;
livened to ashes.
Might of had a few but I gripped the wheel.
Now Iâm speeding past this.
If you should approach with the blue and white,
attempt to pull me over.
I have a few words for the weak of heart
to summon and sober.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
If youâre the Sun, Iâm a black hole.
There must be something in the way you burn,
it makes me lose control.
Iâm the son of a black hole.
Basking in the glow of a dying star,
bowing down blind in the song you are,
take a little second just to hear me out.
Marching off a cliff like youâre free of doubt.
Youâre Jesus growing fat off a warming girl.
Moses making up the Commandments too.
Lost out tight to a stolen hook.
Elvis in his pool of royal puke.
Youâll never be alive because you sold your soul.
(I donât even want to take you home tonight.)
Youâll never be alive because you sold your soul. Soul!
Youâll never be alive because you sold your soul.
(I donât even want to take you home tonight.)
Youâll never be alive because you sold your soul.
Soul! (Soul!) Soul! (Soul!)
Youâll bleed to feed the demon in me;
if you donât change your evil ways and end this peacefully.
Youâll bleed to feed the demon in me.
I beg you before youâre digested, shred your lens and see.
Youâll bleed to feed the demon in me.
You wonât curry favor with that flavor, curry tastefully.
Youâll bleed to feed the demon in me.
Iâll swallow you and grind you up and youâll cease to be.
Youâll bleed. (I can not let this go with you.)
Youâll bleed. (I can not let this go with you.)
- Album:
- I Don’t Think It Is
- Hebrews
- All My Friends Are Enemies: Early Rarities
- Anarchy, My Dear
- Say Anything (Single)
- Burn A Miracle (Single)
- Say Anything
- In Defense Of The Genre
- ...Is A Real Boy
- Baseball: An Album By Say Anything
- Miscellaneous
- Six Six Six (feat. Sherri Dupree-Bemis, Andy Hull and Jon...
- Punk Goes Crunk
- Say Anything (Deluxe Version)
- Say Anything (Bonus Track Version)
- In Defence of the Genre
- Alive With the Glory of Love
- Punk Goes Acoustic 2
- Dormroom Demos
- Menora/Mejora