Ours The Faces (The End Of The World)

I miss my brothers
I haven’t seen them since the end of the world
We survived the diseases, breathed the burning breezes
Now we deal with the end of the world

I miss them dearly, isolated fearing
I hope to see them before the end of the world
Each one a beacon, On my knees, pleading
Can I see them before the end of the world

One final embrace, ours are the faces
The faces of the end of the world
Our lives the last, our eyes the last
All hand in hand, for the end of the world

Marko and Ciaran, it hurts to speak on
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Ellie and Amy, I’ll be waiting
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Paul and Tracey, the ones who made me
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Tilly and Niall, I’m right behind
Together at the end of the world

I’m at the sunset
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Harmonic disturbance, we achieved nothing
I’ll see you at the end, of the world
No god showed, there’s nothing above, nothing below
I’ll see you at the end of the world

I wish for my brothers,
I’ll see you at the end of the world
We had it coming, couldn’t outrun it
I’ll see you at the end of the world
All this for nothing
I’ll see you at the end of the world
We’ll be together, goodbye forever
I’ll see you at the end of the world

Generation carbon
We knew we would be the end of the world
Political freezes, money and underground leeches
I give you the end of the world

Cement will burn, from the heat of the new sun
Misjudged, it’s the end of the world
Suits tried to run, if you breathe, you will burn
Welcome to the end of the world

To my father, and my father’s father
I’ll forgive you at the end of the world
What happens thereafter
We’re at the mercy of the end of the world

Rob and Nicky, love is that tricky
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Cyro and Ness, you hit me the best
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Nadz and Katz, my favourite brats
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Jack and Jay, I’d do anything to save
I’ll see you at the end of the world

I’m at the sunset
I’ll see you at the end of the world
Harmonic disturbance, we achieved nothing
I’ll see you at the end, of the world
No god showed, there’s nothing above, nothing below
I’ll see you at the end of the world

I wish for my brothers
I’ll see you at the end of the world
We had it coming, couldn’t outrun it
I’ll see you at the end of the world
All this for nothing
I’ll see you at the end of the world
We’ll be together, goodbye forever
I’ll see you at the end of the world

Watching the world burn, I see flames in the eyes of Ciaran
Too dry to cry,
When we were younger, I wiped them so many times
Anna’s in shock, still acting strong
Rob’s got my shoulder, we never grew older
Cyro so defeated, a fighter I never thought could be beaten
All of my friends
Skin glowing red
I see them and it’s the end of the world

I’m at the sunset
Cliffside to nothing
Ours are the faces
The faces of the end of the world

Seventeen

I left a lot of nights to blue
Exactly what happened, I’ve never had a clue
See,
Nobody ever really cared about me
Despite how far I went, how dangerously
Into the streets
Myself and me

And all along the roads I never believed in
I came across some nodes, their tips beating
A gang of them, didn’t know their names or meanings
But still said I’d go to lose the evening
Closed all the doors

My pupils wide,
Top me up all night
And would you believe?
I’m only seventeen

We went skipping on train tracks, my nameless friends that
Gave me my youth by removing the child from me
See,
Nobody ever really listened to me,
So I sinned and snuggled into an inner duality
Became two different boys, just for the company
To contrast my crooked reality

All along those roads, he was all I had to know, to believe in
I came across no more than what he was thinking
He countered all of my hopes, so we could pretend we’re dreaming
Went up and low, just to feel it
Closed all the doors

My pupils riot,
Pill poppin’ high
Would you believe?
I’m only seventeen

Seventeen

He says to me
“You’re the greatest you’ll ever be, at seventeen”
His hands are on me,
Because I’m only seventeen
Is it life or a dream?
I’m only seventeen

I’m only seventeen

The Runner

Everytime I go to figure it out,
I can't help but fuck it up,
When I was a boy, and my da was my da
I learned when to run, and could run, so fast

I had to grow up, never look back
If you rap on my wall, I'd always tap back
But lost are those days, if I could get them back
I'd grab with my hands, one summer to have back

Over the stones that remind me of home

They can't hurt you, not if they can't catch you
Oh I wish that was true, I wish that were true
But I ran away, I'll do it again
Cuts on my leg, creak in my neck

Over the stones that remind me of home

I kept up some skills, maybe its there my mind is
Still just a kid, older, that child is
Still a song writer, still starting fires
Still hyperbad, I guess still a fighter
Still going mad, I've lost and I've tired
Still sprint over sand, over snow, over briar

Over the stones, that remind me of home,
Go

Over the embers of bonfires, over the streets stained with spits of blood
Way in and far, past the way back
Over the rivers that once ran so fast
Over the kid-bones, the dead from my past
Over and over, the lies that last
Over and over
Forever,
- The Runner

Grace

It tore my heart apart when we fall apart
I was standing in the rain, I was standing somewhere strange
Hit with some pointed epiphany

I know I share too much
And I know I can be a lot
When I’m sitting in the garden
Not sure that I’m around friends
It comes on me all of a sudden
It’s a hot that eats me up
It’s stick, running through my blood
And a kid that’s had enough

Would you save me from who I’ve let myself be?

You know I used to search for pride, in his disappointed eyes
Didn’t know who I was yet, but I was willing to attest
Point me at the hills and I
I’ll come back with hard earned kill

I still, I wish, that I could be the son he saw in me
When he held me to his chest, taking my first breaths
Do you think he loved me then?

I know I share too much
I know I’m tough to love
I gave it all up
Gave up on love
I’m still just a running kid
Out of must

Tell me you’d save me from who I let me be

I’ve turned twenty-three, still not sure what ‘family’ means
I settled my chase, let the answers slip away
Lucky man, whoever they do embrace

I know I share too much
And I know I can be a lot
When I’m drunk in the garden
When I’m deep in dread
It comes on me all of a sudden
White hot it burns me up
It’s a sick that runs through the blood
“He’s a kid”, “he’s seen too much”

Would you save me, from who I’ve let myself be?

Still,
I wish that I could be the son he saw in me
When he held me to his chest, taking my first breaths
I’ve turned twenty three
Hope one day, Da finds something to love about me

I’m still just a running kid
Out of must





Shred Up

Oh, keep on calling
I left a trail but as a warning
Oh, it’s dawn here
The moon is crimson and I’m torn thin

I chew on Jasmine, I do it all the time
Obey fury, it costs nothing to lie
Burn your bunches fuck your bridges we’re all in line to die

I feel an avalanche sizing up a shift
I feel a thunderstorm between my finger tips
I’m bolting faster than I can re-trip
And I’ve a feeling it’ll all unzip

Seizing on my seismic surrender shrift

I’m riffin’ on it like I’m on my wrists,
I’m rippin’ on it even with my fists
The stinging slits like a kiss
And my palms are sliced to fuckin’ fits
No stitches will fix

Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shredda, Shredda, Shredda
Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shredda, Shredda, Shredda

Oh, keep on calling,
I left a trail, but as a warning
Oh, it’s dawn here
The moon is crimson my wrists are torn thin

I razored my bone wings off my back yeah I did that
I hunted doves in the snow in Alaska
I died in my wedding tux and then brought it back
I lit up a cathedral as a first attack

I’ve got a line or two I think you’d miss
I’ve got a habit that I can’t desist
I’ve got a wound, it needs lips
And I’m a ravager on a rift

Seizing on my seismic surrender shrift

I’m riffin’ on it like I’m on my wrists,
I’m rippin’ on it even with my fists
The stinging slits like a kiss
And my palms are sliced to fuckin’ fits
No stitches will fix

Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shredda, Shredda, Shredda
Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shredda, Shredda, Shredda

(Instrumental)

Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh-Shredda, Shredda, Shredda
Get-Get-Get-Get-Get-Get up, Get up, Get up

You and I

You and I, have been best friends, forever
Could write a book, more than a song about you
You and I have done everything, together
From climbing trees, and loosing teeth, I’ve had you

You and I, hand in hand, whenever
Our smiles in sync, hearts a-link,
Me and you

You and I, I

You and I,

You and I, I

You and I

You and I, a bond that could not dissever
And matching tattoos, hobbies transfuse with you
You and I, share the pain, share the pressure
From broken bones to broken hearts, I’ve had you

Sixteen, stiff on the scene we laughed hard
High on rooftops and low come the crash drops,
Us two

You and I,

You and I, I

You and I,

You and I, I

You and I, searching ships till forever
Can’t do it solo, wish I could bring you back home
You and I, tumbling through fields, forever
I feel so alone, when we die where do we go?

Where did  you go?

HeartBeat

I think you’re made of paper art, stuffed with stars, and I felt fall through, right through, the middle part

I landed on your cage, right away, I felt a quake, a double thump, thud thud, like twin waves

Rhyme became mine in time, the pulses aligned, entwined

I spend my life by the drum, try to reproduce the thump
I spend my life by the drum, try to steer the beat
I spend my life beating my feet I’m trying to reproduce the heartbeat

Ooh I’ve got the Jones, corrupt my mind and Ooh I’m letting slow, poison my life

Where’s the drum now? I can’t hear a sound
There’s hollow where there was thunder cloud
I can’t hear a sound

The ground became still, tame, tranquil, when before it would drill, did I take my pep pill?

I jumped on the floor, implore an encore, motionless – what for?! I need the uproar

Rhyme had become mine in time, the pulses aligned, entwined, ’till you disinclined

I spend my life by the drum, try to reproduce the thump
I spend my life by the drum, try to hear the beat
I spend my life beating my feet I’m trying to reproduce the heartbeat

Ooh I’ve got the Jones, memory wiping and Ooh I’m letting slow, made of ice

Where’s the drum now? I can’t hear a sound
There’s hollow where there was thunder cloud
I can’t hear a sound

I don’t know where to go with no pulse flow to follow empty space to navigate my headspace, no pace

I need that direction, that by-line, that sign – that signal that told me you’re alright

Christ

I’m thinking on it
I’m tripping on it
I’m tricking on it
Thinking on it
Tripping on it
Tricking on it

Smaller, smaller
Altar, altar

Altar, before the altar, our design to make us smaller, smaller
Built the state for the “author”, to build him taller
To Crush

Christ,
Made from stick and brim we made you for order, order
You’re nailed to a cross father, your honour, my proper
Unfit for slaughter

Christ,
I could have kept on winning, like a sinner to the minute just
Right
Should I have left it thinning? Or hit it ’till it’s missing?
Was I a slave to the trimmed limit or an edge for the system a precautionary allegiance are you secure in your shiftings what are
MINE

Christ,
What do you want from me?
Another song to sing?
Another wrong to bring in?
Christ
No holds barred I see
Scathing me relentlessly
Gunnin’ for a change to take me
Out

Mmph,
Think, trip, trick you’re a good liar but by far not the best
Let it be known, there is nothing else, I only miss the dead

Christ,
I left it sifting, it was poison in the rifting’s
Knife
Did I offer my submission? Had I bowed to the religion?
A mere murder of the mimic are you sound in your exhibit and your delusion of a victim have you tamed your resistance is your heresy dependent on the birth of sacreligion scribing the inscription from the blood of your subjacents the marks and who have made him are deplorably heathen
Mmph

Christ,
What do you want from me?
Another song to sing?
Another wrong to bring in?
Christ
No holds barred I see
Scathing me relentlessly
Gunnin’ for a change to take me
Out

A mans strength is like a bullet – it’s all down to the number of them
But isolation does not ice-cement abuse
Utilisation of the minimisation is your own way out

And we can keep god dead and we can be godless
We will feel heaven sent and free we will be lawless
We will never again belong to a man – our emancipation is our solace

A Lot To Be Embarrassed About

Recently,
I’ve been leaving myself out
Tuned up switch-key, refuse to figure it out
I could say I’ve been hitting things well
But there’s a place I go
Where I can think solo
(And) On the brightest sunny day I’m a raincloud hanging low

I’ve got plans,
Got the Jones and got the poison
But think I’m gone mad, my muscles moisten
Hate visioning the faces
I don’t think they know
That I’m afraid of the show
I’ll drink to compensate it out until they ask me to go home

Think I’d rather sit in,
Better sit this one out
Avoid a social situation I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

Not too sure I’m wanted around,
And got enough to fester that doubt
So tell my friends I don’t mean to pull out,
My name’s on the table and I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

Hard by sleep,
Cause it’s wicked when I’m under
I wish I couldn’t remember
The discomfort pinches my spine
Can numb the ticks
With the harder shit
But don’t want to walk on rocks from the crumbling foundation

Slave to it,
Blue eyed fall guy,
I really liked when you put your hand on my thigh
Nothing there to like about me
A big scar like a hole in my cheek
When I laugh with my big teeth
No please! Don’t check up on me, let me slip out and leave

Think I’d rather sit in,
Better sit this one out
Avoid a social situation I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

Not too sure I’m wanted around,
And got enough to fester that doubt
So tell my friends I don’t mean to pull out,
My name’s on the table and I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

Now I’m not alone, no
I’ve got texts on my phone
Must be feeling sort of proud,
And I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

So tell my friends I don’t mean to pull out
My name’s on the table and I’ve got a lot to be embarrassed about

Worthless

I’m not worthless,
just worth less, than you
It’s something you never failed to remind
And you have gentle eyes
But I know a truth dressed as a lie is quiet but cannot hide

After is too late for you to realise, that you were lucky to have me
Too late to rub up chemistry
Like I’d wait at the gate
For your smile to find me

Did you think you could look at me like that?
Did you think you could ruin all I had
I – I – I don’t feel so bad

You’ve still got it out for me
You search for reasons to hurt on me
Like a ghost, stalking me
Preying

No I know I know I’m not worthless
Just worth less than you
You and him and your ex,
You told me so
It’s something you never failed to remind
And yeah you have gentle eyes
But I know I know a truth dressed as a lie is quiet but cannot hide

Cut me off from the rest of the world so that when you stepped out place
I wouldn’t notice
Like a tie around my eyes
But you couldn’t keep your loyalty in one place
And so you’d accuse me of the same

Did you think you could look at me like that?
Did you think you could ruin all I had
I, I, I don’t feel so bad

You’ve still got it out for me
You search for reasons to hurt on me
Like a ghost, stalking me
Preying

I’m not worthless
I’m just worth less
Among the shadows in the background
Where I can be overlooked without sympathy
Not worthless
Just worth less