Blacked Out
We were such strange creatures
Burning such a fever
Eager for that ether
And smiling into seizures
We were both believers
We were big dreamers
The weight of this old cleaver
Made us grown meaner
All my clocks move in erratic beats
The Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks
the rhythm's rising bleak
There's only vertigo from these huge heights
Only blinded eyes from these bright lights
That's how I know we are
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
Every minute forward is another into forever.
But time heals nothing; moments serve to sever.
Remembering December, all the pressure, your displeasure.
The flowers are still wilted, blossoms dried up and died.
tattered letters received and unsent
tracing arcs, rise and descent
Dissent, discontent. Changes underwent.
First impressions worn to dust; we both misrepresent.
The rain turned into steam. Our stitching frayed at the seams.
They always say that hope floats, but ours washed away downstream.
What are memories on lonely nights?
Where is the comfort, in unyielding spite?
All my clocks move in erratic beats
The Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks;
the rhythm's rising bleak
There's only vertigo from these huge heights
Only blinded eyes from these bright lights
That's how I know we are
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
We Watch the lightning break, as we go down.
There's nothing here for us now
There's for nothing, there's nothing
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
Burning such a fever
Eager for that ether
And smiling into seizures
We were both believers
We were big dreamers
The weight of this old cleaver
Made us grown meaner
All my clocks move in erratic beats
The Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks
the rhythm's rising bleak
There's only vertigo from these huge heights
Only blinded eyes from these bright lights
That's how I know we are
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
Every minute forward is another into forever.
But time heals nothing; moments serve to sever.
Remembering December, all the pressure, your displeasure.
The flowers are still wilted, blossoms dried up and died.
tattered letters received and unsent
tracing arcs, rise and descent
Dissent, discontent. Changes underwent.
First impressions worn to dust; we both misrepresent.
The rain turned into steam. Our stitching frayed at the seams.
They always say that hope floats, but ours washed away downstream.
What are memories on lonely nights?
Where is the comfort, in unyielding spite?
All my clocks move in erratic beats
The Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks, and Clicks;
the rhythm's rising bleak
There's only vertigo from these huge heights
Only blinded eyes from these bright lights
That's how I know we are
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
We Watch the lightning break, as we go down.
There's nothing here for us now
There's for nothing, there's nothing
Blacked out backed out and broken down.
Steady as the sun, running straight into the ground.
Cut up caught up coughing up a lung.
Brightened blaze and these flames weigh a ton.
Can't ignore the buzzing.
Can't turn down the sounds.
Can't soothe the stinging.
Can't dry out the drowned.
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Shooflar, Scott Shewan
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