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THE JONESTOWN SYNDICATE LYRICS
"Now You're My Ghost Story" (2007)
1. Fixed on Spinning Clocks
2. From Whole to Hollow
3. The Relationship Between Quicksand and Vultures
4. Gallows Embody My Greed
5. Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
6. Coffee Stains on My Skin and My Sheets
7. Phone Lines and Screeching Sirens Spell "Emergency!"
8. Sleeping on Borrowed Time Has Lost its Charm
9. Casualty Fare
10. My Heart is Houdini, and for the Next Trick, I'll Stop Breathing…
1. Fixed on Spinning Clocks
We are dead, still walking streets dark
Our hung heads mourn better past times
Stained skin hides our youth's scares
With collapsed lungs screaming for redemption
For lost words to return to our tongues
Eyes fixed on spinning clocks
We're just waiting for the end
To take what's left of our bitter hearts
Dispose
The poisoned veins from our arms
Eyeing forgotten by the ones that made us
I see vengeance on the horizon
They lost their faith in us
For this there's no mercy on their souls
For every drop of blood we lost
We'll drain tenfold
Tonight hollow bones shall rot
We live again as their bodies fall
In our graves replacing us
OUR HUNG HEADS
MOURN
2. From Whole to Hollow
Every word turns to ash in my mouth,
For a long time now, I've spoken with a tongue of black,
I'm digging out the martyr's grave,
And truthfully… I don't feel a thing,
I don't feel anything,
I don't feel anymore,
Sorry, Sorry, Sever,
Let me take the blame,
Let me harbor the hate,
Let me feel the suffering, plague and shame,
You had it coming baby,
Burn me with the fires of change,
When did life become so god damn hollow?
Filled with nothing,
Nothing but those cold kisses,
Love eclipsed fear,
And now I'm paying for it,
My tongue's locked behind my teeth,
For her own god damn good,
3. The Relationship Between Quicksand and Vultures
The blind and the hopeless, in numbers they do prey,
Their road to salvation is surely paved with hate,
Two thousand years into our utter misery,
Their lost cause, reflected in the broken glass,
Demons dance, upon dying horizons,
Fulfill my shallow expectations,
Heartbreak bred these pack hunters,
Bravery, displayed within their cowardly swarms,
Prove me wrong…
I don't want your love,
I don't want your helping hands,
I just want out of this quicksand baby!
4. Gallows Embody My Greed
Gallows embody all my greed,
Tormented, a slave to the need,
To be among the murder of crows,
That flock to neon signs,
Pretend to feel as we go cold,
Wait for sorrow to unfold,
Crippled by the emptiness of life,
Polaroid's capture my crimes,
And everything that I'm not, is the fault of a world that's come undone,
You're to blame for the plagues that came,
And tore everything apart,
To claim the means, to sever the strings,
To the myths of love which we are bound,
Because rumors scream so much louder than I can,
Voices still die, and all our songs remain unsung,
Vilify my words in gospels and ghost stories,
I guess I'm bound to the only fate,
Two hands and twelve numbers could create,
I don't live to live for you,
Now I just don't know what to say,
When I stared into the abyss,
It didn't just stare back,
It dragged me towards it against my will,
Into a place I was never meant to,
Be there for you?
Like you were there for me?
You never told me it would pull us both under,
Now I need a miracle,
To extinguish all my flames,
Fire doesn't burn, it blackens,
Flesh and soul alike,
Gallows embody all my greed,
Tormented, a slave to the need,
To be among the murder of crows,
That flock to neon signs,
I'm afraid were out of time,
I'm afraid I've began to realise,
I never needed you to feel complete
5. Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
At the eleventh hour, I'm still at sixes and sevens,
Now I know all that glitters is not gold,
Everything about me, it's all at sea,
Back to square one, with a clock full of black numbers,
That refuse to pass,
Refuse to pass,
Swing with me honey,
While the gallows man shows me the ropes,
Show me the ropes,
Life loaded the dices against me,
And one swallow doesn't make a spring,
I'd like to think that there's method in our madness,
But I've been crying wolf for too long now, without any help at all,
Entrenched in misery,
Wherever the wolves go...
I'll follow them,
Because they follow you,
Every morning is the dawn of a new error
Getting marching orders baby,
In time with the horrible sound,
Of heartbreak echoing,
Through the dirty streets of our ugly town,
Between the devil and the deep blue sea,
We'll start a war tonight,
Repeat!
Desire is the deadliest form of delay,
Desire is the reason we howl at night,
6. Coffee Stains on My Skin and My Sheets
Inside all the museums around the world, Infinity goes up on trial tonight
Everything that was worth idolising once, is going out of style,
Voices echo "this is what salvation must be like after a while..."
But all my friends have the highway blues,
You can tell by the way their smiles frown,
An automated piano plays for them all,
With skeleton keys and notes that sound like the rain,
It sits snarling in the corner of the room with all its teeth bared,
Craving some attention from the calculated touch of the composer,
The only one who could orchestrate his happiness,
But all my friends, well, they've got the highway blues
I watch their empty cages corrode,
While they tell me every song sounds the same,
The silence really does sound so vacant without love,
I know either of us has really slept in weeks,
Coffee stains all over my skin and my sheets,
And I'm way too choked up to speak,
Am I a dreamer?
Or part of someone else's dreams?
In a place where iron horses rot,
Where all the grown children die from shock,
I finally reside,
Here, a damsels cry counts for nil,
Unless you really care,
Believe me when I say I care...
Because I'm trying pretty god damn hard to pretend I do…
7. Phone Lines and Screeching Sirens Spell "Emergency!"
Unique fell through...
Anyone that's never made a mistake, has never tried anything new,
Like the dessert and the dessert sky,
Like the oceans endless labyrinths,
Completely insensible, to human suffering,
Her garment writhes, like red anchor snakes,
But it doesn't matter what I want or who I am,
I'll be the explorer who got lost at sea... who was really,
Never there...
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of mourning,
Where diamonds, gold, and steel dissolve into one,
Lighter forms of entertainment have known to be far more effective baby,
So was it necessary that I spent all that time with you,
All the girls in brothel beds,
All the boys on mortuary slabs,
We're all whores baby,
And we're the best in business because we kiss,
Were they a mistake?
Or did it happen to us on purpose,
Where we designed to suffer?
Get out of here while you can!
8. Sleeping on Borrowed Time Has Lost its Charm
Treat me wrong honey, I don't care,
It's as about as good as I deserve,
How can you say your gonna miss me now,
When I know that you never needed me,
You never liked me much anyway,
What a scare, what a scare baby!
I still remember watching you sleep,
All knotted and twisted up in our sheets,
Now you're my ghost story, the one that keeps my curtains closed
My biggest fear is that if I let you go,
You'll come and get me in my sleep
Don't go quietly unto your grave
Is it wrong to not wanna be where I know I don't belong?
Is it wrong to not wanna be,
Where I know I don't belong,
Come and get me baby,
Come and get me in my sleep,
9. Casualty Fare
I can hear the turning of the key,
I've been deceived by the fool inside of me,
I thought that he was righteous, but he's just so fucking vain,
Some mornings, I can't even remember my name,
Everybody's wearing a disguise,
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes,
But me, I can't cover what I am,
I'm all out of veils,
My personal saint is fighting with a ghost,
He's always off somewhere when I need him most,
All the beauty in the world is indeed locked up in cages,
Made of ribs and wrapped in skin,
I was once sitting on top of the world
I really had things in my hand
But something went wrong I'm not sure what
And now I'm sitting here at home alone
People they want to give you free advice
Well that's something that I always try
But you get what you pay for that's what I say
And now I'm paying and paying and paying
I lost everything I had
"It's just a fact"
Wiped that smile off my face
Put me down in my proper place
Down at the bottom of the food chain.
10. My Heart is Houdini, and for the Next Trick, I'll Stop Breathing…
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