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SELF TITLED CD LYRICS
 

 


1. How Much Longer
3:07
Drag this neurotic to hysterics Leave him balked and unfulfilled holding inside outwardly patient 'till the time he'll call it Alluring exotic twisted hero Leaving him more lonely still He waits around he's spun around and left without the power to stop it Peers don't know what they can't see They can't see inside of me It's sickening how comforting the privacy of the mind can be How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm in again I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets Abstruse and lacking rational but making so much sense somehow A stone has blocked my hourglass no progress made no time's run out I'd almost rather have the latter Save myself with sad defeat A stone just broke my hourglass I peel the skin that had me trapped

2. Inside Out
3:39
I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhind But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm through with you I burn burn like a wicker cabinet chalk white and oh so frail I see our time had gotten stale The tick tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale So Cal is where my mind states but it's not my state of mind I'm not as ugly sad as you Or am I origami Folded up and just pretend demented as the motives in your head I alone am the one you don't know you need take heed feed your ego Make me blind when your eyes close sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost.

3. Leech
3:58
Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen Farfetched as they may be You strike a smile in me Your stories ring of perjury Construed with self empowering theme Suckin' on my brain you're the teacher I'm the student Turning things around your story's not congruent Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning things around A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes you're taking me away into your false reality I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense But you're not making sense I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and round Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother

4. Showerhead
3:04
Cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum Is it some sick sign of affection Violated and signed with deceit Disgust from my head to my hands to me feet Your face it gives a foul taste Whether smiling crying or denying I see your motives and you're charged with fraud by me So take the hint and leave I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did (in joy and ecstasy) your eyes begin to water And if I may stop by when you're living in the next town ten years down the road A good time for a dime and a crushed cigarette making bets with your body on the avenue Look into my eyes you say and you'll see nothing but sincerity Almost as if you've got some hope that you'll enlighten me You're a head case story Just trust me you said

5. Open Road Song
3:17
Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal I press it to the floor I don't need a girl don't need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional We're flying forever bored And for a moment I love everything That I see and think and feel I love my broken side view mirror Cause it's so perfect I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here I hear the change in gears My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road This is an open road song The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home Feels good to be alone With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind where would it hang I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore as I pour my poor heart out To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen My volume drowns it out But that's O.K. cause I sound better than him anyway any day Yeah my voice is sweet as salt I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before Times before can be forgotten

6. Jesus Nitelite
4:47
Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite I'd like to touch your positive vibes Indifferent eyes won't give me the time May I help put aside your moral fiber You're dressed in white my face is white I'd like to be a colorful sight to see I'm only here in a background Here on the ground lays my head I sleep and then I wake make sounds and go to bed and wake again The time is right but I feel all wrong It wastes away until it's gone The time is right but I feel all wrong It fades away and now you're gone You're walking by I'm standing by Behind the light I'm standing by By and by

7. Superhero Girl
3:35
Well here is me on tragedy I always want what's out of reach She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs Fuck that night out with the guys I never get a word in with them anyway The Telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always stupidly sarcastic my hyper spastic superhero girl So break the bruised monogamy And let him fade to memory Your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccurring in my mind Do me a favor please and touch your lips to mine

8. Tongue Tied
3:10
One thousand faces all look the same They're all so boring mild and tame Contaminate him knock off his glasses Teach him to tamper with the cloning process Pardon me sir can I ask you a favor Make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor Pardon me sir can I use your eraser To remove my brain of unconventional nature Take my tongue It's cocked and loaded The board has dubbed you special student Sit alone sweat in silence We don't tolerate defiance One thousand paces lead to the gate They're all so boring mild sedate You hear me say this don't make any sense As I hop up and over the fence Hooked on nicotine and phonics Fun like macro economics Still and quiet like they taught us Fun like macro economics Vigilante thoughts and a cheap guitar I am my own movie star I don't know you I don't want to I don't know you I don't want to

9. Saturday Night
2:51
Saturday night burns a redness on my face I tasted you you tasted me you were never my taste Now you're left alone with precious thoughts Of half assed half an hour stops And talk so small I can't remember every saying a word Laced with thick naivetÈ Firm delusions can't be swayed Tell yourself you're happy We both know the truth It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good There is something up my sleeve There is nothing in-between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave and when I do you'll be looking for security in words Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse I apologize for me Then I'm back in a couple weeks I'm too weak to help it Don't know how to end it I apologize for me

10. There's A Face
2:37
There's a face I know too well I see it every time I look in the mirror No I don't kiss and tell I'll tell you after I betrayed you Supersonic boy sweating sin The pillar that I'm melting on will prove you wrong Keep your lips sealed this just in You're speeding up the ticker of a walking time bomb Time's up stand up face the Muzac Smile wide step outside Click your sticks and cast a spell that'll suck my saliva like water from a well I try to do what's right what's right ain't right enough for you tonight I see you're displeased a middle finger response I'll try to appease I'm sorry don't be mad but ask me what I'm sorry for and I won't have an answer Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again Lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation

11. Small Town Trap
4:19
Suffocate from lack of stimulation Television time Gonna break with every bead of sweat My heart rate seems to climb My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Small town trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Small town trap with dreams of breaking out Inspire me cause if you don't think I'll dissipate to dust The liar in me says something's gonna happen soon because it must My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Community immunity is the shot I crave A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave Time ticks away on the longest day Wanna break away on the longest day
 


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