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"Lucy Gray" by Envy On The Coast, which was released in 2007 and consists of 12 songs.
Artist And Repertoire
"Boys... please, dinner's on me tonight."
"I am the host and you're the parasite.
Don't come any nearer.)
"This is how we do, we do, we do, we do it."
Armed with nothing but a dotted line and big blue eyes.
Ominous, so ominous of surprise. Surprise.
I'm not who you thought I was.
So load that barrel boy, your barrel boy,
And put your horse down.
If God Smokes Cheap Cigars
I will meet you on the stairs, meet you just below the steeple.
You can bring all of the people whom you think that you can change.
We'll take the elevator down and though your flesh is unaffected;
You'll tell me just how scared you are to watch the others burn.
The others burn.
And if the alter came to us, I don't believe our eyes would shutter
Tongues knotted as we stutter,
Over prayers we'd swore we'd say.
If it was written in that book,
I'm Breathing...Are You Breathing Too?
No, There is no Odyssey.
There's no Penelope,
Just maids and suitors.
Take this gun from me.
And let all the angels see,
No, there is no Odyssey.
There's no Penelope,
The road turned into a snake,
It looked in my veins and said,
"It's in your blood"
That's when I tried to run,
But it was way too dark
And ran into your arms
Oh, sweet chemical predicament
Dear Miss White,
Oh damn this night.
You wouldn't believe how much it Snows
In the summer heat.
With red iron feet,
You'll be nursing a bloody nose.
We'll talk in our sleep,
Starving Your Friends
Thanks a lot.
I've been disadvantaged from the start
He constricted the veins heading straight to my head,
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead (x2)
I am braindead,
Thinking strictly in blues and reds.
Oh, I'm in enough trouble man,
Oh man, I'm in trouble again
Cause everyone's ears are watching me,
Isabella stand a little bit taller.
I don't deserve your tears
Anymore than you deserve the fears
That I have left you with, dear.
Oh, May I bless your every last tear?
"She's just a little girl, she knows nothing of this little game we
Like to play"
So tell the martyrs to wait at the gate.
Tell Them That She's Not Scared
I'll hold your tears as a ransom
Within the palm of my hand
And tell you once again,
Don't tell me that you're scared
Wake, wake, wake her
From this sea of white linens and
Extract the drugs from her dreams
And sew her seams with delicateness
'Cause beneath her chest sits the heart that I live for,
The Gift Of Paralysis
Alarming to the senses
As the scent of latex
And blinding white lights greet me
Withered, weak, and weary
His bones are bare and brittle
Can't rid this taste of surgery
Of surgery, accusing me
Of perjury, like surgery correcting me
I'm bouncing in and out of my body
You'll find the cross only fits,
When your hands and feet are nailed to it.
"Can we get a picture with the pauper,
And another with the prince?"
Ma'am, He's got your daughter wrapped in his fist.
To the boys and girls,
But to his brothers, just another bastard.
With a story about a girl; enough to make you sick,
(x) Amount Of Truth
Wake all the children from their slumber,
Before they wonder why their dreams have gone to hell.
Wake all the children from their sleep.
Down the staircase we shall creep,
To the basement of this white picket home.
Let's show them where the bad ones go.
For all they know, for all they know,
Their heroes are still untouchable.
What they don't know, what they don't know.
You're Not Supposed
You're not supposed to of know this.
You're not supposed to feel a thing
But I've seen how they tear you apart.
The alcohol, the cutlery,
The words that cripple, and whispers that sting
Little boys and girls erase themselves with tenderness and ease.
She stutter steps through dreams and to relatives it seems,
That history, just hasn't happened yet.
You're worth more than this to me.
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