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BLOODLINED CALLIGRAPHY LYRICS
"The Beginning of the End" (2004 EP)
1. The Saddest Girl to Ever Hold a Martini
2. Trying to Collect Child Support from Ghostdad
3. Isaac Is the Champ
4. A Funeral for Dead Roses
5. Begging the Blind
1. The Saddest Girl to Ever Hold a Martini
It's time for getting down.
Into the room like an illusion, in the corner of my eye,
the light reflected off of your glass, onto the base of your neck,
staring you down from the inside out and back again.
Nothing stands between us.
Staring you down from the inside out and back again.
It's time for getting down.
I always love a challenge, but I guess that this is too much.
I've got to make my move now, before you walk away.
My heart has failed my head again.
I can spend my life dreaming of how it would be breaking your heart for me
to stop misleading right now would be a great time to start.
2. Trying to Collect Child Support from Ghostdad
And I can make you happy too.
Her lips like venom, her eyes so deadly.
Beneath a fire that burns blue, a heart untouched, a heart abused.
You hurt like a blade, though my wounds shall heal.
But my wrath burns strong as I think of you.
Turn and die or repent.
3. Isaac Is the Champ
Hold on to everything you have, before it slips through your hands.
Untold the story of the blood, shed to serve desires of greater man.
For all the time the gold refined, still we cry, consuming more, as we stay poor.
They've locked the door.
Fight for your life, no more we'll close our eyes 'til Sunday.
While people die poor everyday, your lies will never feed my family.
Still fight to make a better way.
They've taken away all I have.
4. A Funeral for Dead Roses
How faces change like the seasons, and how I miss your spring.
I tried to sleep through winter, but dead roses still have thorns.
Up in flames you seemed to go, killed the love we'd yet to grow.
You looked so good as you turned away.
I never quite believed it until I saw you pull your eyes out.
I watched you burn, and everytime I think about you, a piece of me dies with you.
Throw the switch on my tired soul.
What was pure has turned to stone.
Throw the switch.
5. Begging the Blind
Is it our convictions that separate us.
The Scene that we live for should liberate us.
The eyes that you stare with are sore and searing.
The words that you speak I'm no longer hearing.
Two lost minds draped in fear, pray for rain to save them.
Bury your deceptions, let them slowly die.
Burn your deceptions before you wonder why heaven caved in.
It is time for you to see the error of your ways.
Get on your knees and pray, turn yourself in the right direction, while you are still in your youth.
You must burn these deceptions if you want to see the truth.
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