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Carnivorous
03:33
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I got the looks that were made to kill
I am all eyelashes and lips
Intoxicating aromatic appeal
Gentle dewy glow of honey drip
Attract some welcomed attention
A catch is what I need
A trap, I’ve set
My intentions
I am ready to feed
I am ready to feed
I am not what I seem to be
I damn sure ain’t heaven-sent
I wait and let them come to me
Let them come to me
Buzz, buzz, I sense your vibrations
I can tell you’re thirsty for a sip
Come on, baby, give me a taste
I’m your oasis
And hazardous when wet
Just slip in
Closer, closer
I want you
Closer to me
Never gonna let you go
I want you
Closer, closer
I am not what I seem to be
I damn sure ain’t heaven-sent
I’ll wait and let you come to me
Let you come to me
So hopeful I will be your safety and shelter
You will try to make in me your home
Soon you’ll find that
The way out behind you is closed
I got you right where I want you
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2. |
Sounds of Panic
02:42
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Ripped awake by the sounds of panic
Smoke and the smell of burning
Orange flickering from down the hall
Yellow glowing through the haze
And through the shouting and confusion
A voice is screaming “Everybody get the fuck out of the house!”
I can’t breathe with all this smoke
Charred memories replace the home I know
I can’t see beyond the flames
To a place where I can sleep with no need to be afraid
Torn awake by the sounds of panic
Hot and misty air
Rushing water down the hall
Shivering outside in the cold
And by the state of the apartment
The landlord is yelling “Get the fuck out”
I can’t breathe this humid air
Soaked memories replace the home I know
I can’t see beyond the shame
To a place where I can sleep with no need to be afraid
I never asked for this, never asked too much
Now I’m out on my own
Pain and disaster, disappointment
Let down and all alone
I want to hope for a better future
Right now I’m scared to death
That this will start all over
And I’ll never get a chance to catch my breath
I can’t breathe with all this smoke
Charred memories replace the home I know
I can’t see beyond the shame
To a place where I can sleep with no need to be afraid
I can’t breathe!
(& by the state of the apartment)
I can’t see!
(hot & misty air)
I can’t breathe!
(& by the state of the apartment)
I can’t see!
(hot & misty air)
I never asked for this, never asked too much
Now I’m out on my own
Pain and disaster, disappointment
Let down and all alone
I want to hope for a better future
Right now I’m scared to death
That this will start all over
And I’ll never stand a chance
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3. |
The Last Refrain
04:16
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O great, unsinkable machine
Disappearing to the depths beneath our feet
Sins of our fathers
Hubris
Gods, we’re not to blame
Tragedy, so bittersweet
SOS
Send up the flares
We’re foundering
The water’s rising and we’re going down
We’ll never make it to the shore
O cruel injustice
First class tickets buying seats for VIPs
Aboard the lifeboats, insufficient to begin with
Filled to half-capacity
And how the crew in corporate uniforms did barricade us
Keeping us at bay with loaded guns
Status quo catastrophe
Capitalistic loyalty
They ignore our cries
As you and I are
Sacrificed to industry
Our fate is sealed and time is running out
No use in cryin’ anymore
There’ll be no encore
So get on the dance floor
We’ll play ‘till the last chord submerges and dies
Lady Carpathia
Ain’t comin’ to save us
She’s too far away
And won’t make it in time
So sing this final melody
In the clutches of disaster, carefree
We’ll be dancing away
The end of our days
Until the last refrain
We’ll be dancing away
The end of our days
Until the last
Our fate is sealed and time is running out
No use in cryin’ anymore
There’ll be no encore
So get on the dance floor
We’ll play ‘till the last chord submerges and dies
Lady Carpathia
Ain’t comin’ to save us
She’s too far away
And won’t make it in time
So sing this final melody
In the clutches of disaster, carefree
We’ll be dancing away
The end of our days
Until the last refrain
We’ll be dancing away
The end of our days
Until the last
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