If lust and longing were all we knew
And you were someone special, and I was too
Would you take this song and put it on your wall
Hide it somewhere when your lover calls
And if he asks if that’s music playing,
Tell him that the rattling of old bolts and chains

How it went old so quickly but that was long ago
When you could fall in love with every one you know
And consume the songs like DNA
Cut me open and tell me what they’d say
Pierce my skin with your own elbow
Stake Sebastian can tell you what he knows about that
And how it feels
Oh
Oh, let me in

She says, break the rules now
Talk like you’ve got nothing to lose
Don’t dance with nobody else
And he’s drunk at the wheel again
Must be somewhere with a monster smile way too tight
Let me tell you what I know
She’s got to leave this alone
Oh
And find a way out of here
She can still make it home

Now we both know longing, how it gets under your skin
But then I saw you making eyes at him
When you can take me over, take it all
Close that distance, smash that door
Beat me up while take my car
One last time before you crawl

But when your lover calls
Under the bed when his bullet falls
If he asks if it’s music playing
Tell them that the rattling of old bolts and chains

In the night when you watch it fall
You gotta do now
Is let me in
Let me in
Let me in

She fixing stubs onto her belly
She walks like she’s got nothing to lose
Still she just can’t look at no-one else
While in the basement their is blood on his knees
Turning to see what she will feel
When everybody has gone home
Let me tell you what I know

He could just leave this alone
And find a way out of here
He could just make it
Her nails in the tongue
She’s in a basement crime
She can’t give this much of a fuck again
So she’ll go to another with dodgy heels on
Dance with him to the beat of this song
Teach him up not be this much at his hopes
And than just another number in this generation kill
Dance, dance, too much time to kill

And if I see her, I’ll tell her you said hi

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Thanks to Michiel for the lyrics

Where prisoners march in luck step with each other
Reavers test the limit of their reign
Dragging their dead weight from the other
While I claim my place, centre stage

I’ve been thrown by the thrashing of his going
Chained to his unseen stride
I’ve walked in luck step without knowing
My indifference, my only disguise

Now it comes through me like an injection
Anonymous pain throbbing reel inside
And every pulse in my body
Belongs to the house, where my father died

Won’t catch his spirit in a candle
On alive finished guttering glow
And death comes through these streets like a scandal
Bent up and beaten, oh bitter body blow

And in bars and shaded back rooms
Those who can’t cope just get high
But every place this drink takes me to
Belongs to the house, where my father died

And there’s a full moon over this ancient town
Head lights numb the banner of the sky
Rain rages the steadings and the open ground
I’m a child fighting shadows with tears in my eyes

And the valley cannons and thunder
Trees blow beneath the bruising of the sky
Like centuries shield the lake from my wonder
And I’m as helpless as a child hiding from life

And the face from my mind is fading
I could old wounds for the very first time
Tonight there’s going to be a reckoning
I’m entering the house, where my father die

And stain to stain,
There is a stillness,
Breathes in you and me.
Music calls without answer,
Where the darkness lies heavy.
And the beast has no master,
And the spirit no name,
And the angels are hushing,
And they dance in soft shame.

This hysterical house,
Could collapse in the night.
And the hinges will buckle,
Lie us choke on their spike.
But the darkness has a hunger,
It offers you blood for wild blood.

And you be on wondering,
Why you’re still not good enough.
There is a glory in the pitch of your desire,
And a calm in my gaze as my feet are retired.
Our pulses exchange, we’re face to face.
Finally higher and wire to wire
Wire…
Wire to wire…
Wire to wire…

(Signal to satellite)
(Bullet to beast)
(Frequency is higher)
Wire…

(I’m apart of this illusion)
(I’m four clues blood)
(To which new feeling do we go)
Wire to wire…

You’re well protected,
Cold as you must be to survive,
But I know somewhere behind your barricade,
There’s a love that can be made.

And in my blood
Your ghost is crying living tears
And I can’t switch them off
Or turn them down or out.

You are a night flower,
You bloom as I fade
And you drag me in deeper,
Behind your barricade
With the love that can be made,
Behind your barricade.
Yes and how long can I stay?

And this addition of yourself,
You don’t believe in anymore.
We’ll face the chat show at 8.30
And we’ll freeze in the applause.
Who am I to argue?
Here everybody must get paid.
May you bloom forever,
Behind your barricade.

Looking for a love that can be made,
Behind your barricade.
Yes and how long can I stay,
Behind your barricade?
Where true arrows seldom stray..

Everything keeps changing on me
I can’t tell you how I feel
people shift and rearrange on me
how should I know what is real?

It has beeb shown
you can get broken bones
and it has been proved
that there is much to lose
when we try to live as one

You ask me where I’ve been
and to you I just can’t lie
there were only ever two women here
you and the rest that passed me by

And yes I’m thinking of you
can’t switch you off at any cost
while I figure out these rules of love
and pretend I’ve never lost

But I lost from the start
I was kicked back hard
intake and backdraft blew
then flames consumed
where we try ti live as one

I’m not making plans for tomorrow
I’m just figuring it out
You can beg it steal or borrow
Or count me out

I see the moment disappearing
and this joke is getting thin
I see my enemy appearing
and I’m him

Can we try to live as one?
when you get back…

I’ve been watching you
They’ve been deceiving you,
It gives you an excuse
To taste some abuse.

No one likes to
Be lied to
Now you lie to me to protect yourself
Please remember the words we exchanged
How the truth changes shape under strain
And I’m stung every time

I don’t love you
I don’t like you
I dig what you do
And that’s all
I don’t know you
Don’t respect you
Don’t expect too much
From me or from you

And if I have to choose between me and you
I’d choose me though I know I’d lose
And be stung every time

Oh,it’s a stinger
It’s a bitch
We are lungs spitting welter
A heart with a schism
A bond with a stich

I don’t love you
I don’t respect you
Don’t expect too much
From me or you

I don’t know you
I never did
I dig who you were
And that’s it

And if I have to chose between me and you
It’s the last thing that I’d want to do
I don’t love you
I don’t love you
Stinger

And she takes me to a warehouse in the city,
Her gaze as vacant as a byline in the news,
And I reach in disbelief then resign myself,
She’s slumming it in someone else’s shoes.

Oh! Burberry blue eyes,
This town is not so small,
If you take everyone to bed
And leave the lights all on,
Somebody is going to see it all.
The details of your latest maneuvers,
The tears you’ve been spreading around,
And your story’s so predictable
You spent too long just hanging around.

She was brought up from a distance by the usual,
Rattlers and tattlers from the best guarded schools,
Auditioning to be an obituary in the Daily Mail,
The yawning scandal of the daughter of the duchess breaking rules.

Oh! Burberry blue eyes
This town is not so small,

If you bang him in the car
And leave the doors wide open
Somebody will see it all.
And you’re becoming so predictable
You spent too long
Just hanging around.

I get plugged in at another phony party,
Convinced that now there’s really nothing left to lose.
‘Til I turn around and watch der disappearing,
He’s got his hand in her pocket; she’s got her eye on his shoes.

And I know I’ve been converted to old currency,
Somebody new will guarantee her bootleg soul,
Be her proof of purchase counter trophy,
Help her die a little more, deeper in her hole.

Oh! Burberry blue eyes
I guess we’re just not meant to be,
If you blow him in the club
And leave your eyes wide open,
Somebody is going to see.
The sordid details of your midnight operations,
All the tears you’ve been swallowing down,
And your story’s so predictable
The end so unavoidable
I’ve never seen you earn your thrills
You’ve spent too long
Just hanhing around.

These middle class kids are so strange
Get everything for nothing, nothing comes your way
Emotional, bored and self contained
Full of fronted self delusion
But I guess that is the way to be a..

Tabloid lover
One bed to another
Tabloid lover
Splatters any other
Tabloid lover
Rocks to box runner
Gotta get to cover
Finally you discover you are
What you are

If this is what you do and it’s all up to you
Who’s gonna stop ya, who’s gonna block ya
If you get it every day and it comes every way
All much emotion when I’m trying to dream but

Middle class kids are all the same
Get everything for nothing, nothing comes your way
Drugged up, bored and self contained
And I guess I could just leave it but I’ve gotta find a way to kill a ..

Tabloid lover
Splatters any other
Sad sec mother
One bed to another
Tabloid lover
Rocks to box runner
Pounds it I’ve found
I’ve got to get to cover

And who will stop you?
Don’t watch the TV when your dreaming
who will stop ya?

Tabloid lover
One bed to another
Tabloid lover
Splatters any other
Tabloid lover
She can’t get another
Can’t get another
Can’t get another

Tabloid lover
Rocks to box runner
Tabloid lover
Hey street stunner
Tabloid lover
Can’t find another
Can’t find another
Can’t find another

Tabloid…
Tabloid…