It's like we're in a bad dream
Bolt upright at night
Trying not to scream awake
To our backs facing while you sleep
Then surface just long enough to breathe
Spines interlocked like faulty cogs in a failed machine
Give yourself away, I am the key
Give yourself away, a worn, thin skeleton swinging crookedly
Give yourself away, grinning copper teeth
Come open up for me
It's just like we're bad friends
Both wasting our time
As our picket fence defends
All the things we must protect
Pretending that we still can connect
Is our sole defense, as the present tense begins its slow descent
Give yourself away, I am the key
Give yourself away, a worn, thin skeleton swinging crookedly
Give yourself away, grinning copper teeth
Come open up for me
You give yourself away
You give yourself away
You give yourself away
You give yourself away
- :
- The Owner
- Selective Wreckage
- Crime in Stereo Is Dead
- Is Dead
- The Troubled Stateside
- Love
- The Contract
- Explosives And The Will To Use Them
- I Was Trying To Describe You To Someone
- Crime In Stereo Is Dead (Deluxe)
- Kill Your Idols / Crime in Stereo
- split ep
- Bridge Nine 2008 Sampler
- Beer: The Soundtrack
- Broken Lamps and Hardcore Memories, Volume 2
- Strong Island - The Best of Long Island Hardcore/Punk
- Fuel. Transit. Sleep.
- Not Dead
- Fuel. Transit. Sleep. EP
- 2009 Summer Sampler