Still grinding teeth, trying to follow you home
I’ll stop the world, cause this plan is slow
Wait across the street in the parking lot
The tree is dead the front door is locked
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled
Grabbed us by the throat, then I choked and stumbled
This will never work, this will never work
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt

I’m cutting myself with my own morals
I never meant to write about you (I never meant to write about you)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?

Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)

And I have no sympathy for this
He needs somebody else to leech off of (somebody else to leech off of)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?

Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)

Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, its fucking mind over matter [x4
My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can’t forget [x2
My concepts are rested...

If you're gonna wear the uniform you better sell the cookies
don't come to my house asking for a handout
If you're gonna wear the uniform sell the fucking cookies
don't come to my house


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Burning Down the Nicotine Armoire Pt. 2 song meanings
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    General CommentSo grind your teeth, I tried to follow you home
    That's not the way, just let it flow
    Right across the street, in the parking lot
    The tree is dead, the front door is locked
    There are moments I pray, that fence would crumble
    I'd slide right through, join the ensemble? (lol)

    I'm cutting myself with my own morals
    I never meant to write about you
    The one contact I loved so much
    Bypassing my own heart
    What could possibly be with it?

    Do you think about your actions?
    Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
    Oh oh you're done with self existence
    [your mistakes, your mistakes, you're dead with the fucking ?? to live?]

    And I have no sympathy for this.
    He needs somebody else to leech off of.
    The one contact that I loved so much
    Bypassing my own heart
    What could possibly be with it?

    Do you think about your actions?
    Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
    Oh oh you're done with self existence
    [your mistakes, your mistakes, you're dead with the fucking ?? to rage?]

    Restart the drill
    And in the end you'll die
    It's fucking mind over matter

    My conscience arrested and manifest in ways you can't forget
    [If you're going to work the humor go shove your fucking cookies?] (i have no idea what he's saying lol)

    idk that's just what I got from it
    Kaddisfyon August 04, 2008   Link
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    General CommentLet me make a couple of changes.


    Jon:
    Somebody did try to follow you home
    Thats not the way, just let it go/flow
    Across the street, the parking lot
    the tree is dead, the front door is locked
    (this is funny cause apparently in part 1 he says
    "Wed wait across the street under our tree outside the front door")
    There are moments I pray, that fence would crumble
    ?
    This will never work, this will never work
    ?

    Kurt:
    Im cutting myself with my own morals
    i never meant to write about you
    The one contact that i loved so much
    But passing my own heart
    What could possibly be within

    Chorus:
    Do you think about your actions
    do you ever wonder what the consequences are
    oh, oh, the dullness of existance

    Kurt:
    And I have no sympathy for this, he needs somebody else to leech off of
    the one contact(?) that i loved so much
    But passing my own ???
    What could possibly be within

    Chorus

    Breakdown:

    Grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote, its fucking mind over matter ?

    Kurt:
    my contacts are rested in manifest in ways you cant forget
    Antlionon August 04, 2008   Link
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    General Comment(Somebody did try to follow you home)
    (????????)
    (Wait across the street)
    (The parkinglot)
    (The tree is dead the front door is locked)
    (The moments i framed)
    (they ????)
    (?? I'm choking on the supper)
    (This will never work, this will never work)
    (Check my ??? as i swallow dirt)

    (I'm cutting myself with my own morals, i never ment to write about you (never ment to write about you)
    But what contact that i loved so much by passing my own heart, what could possible be within?
    Do you think about your actions
    and do you ever wonder what the consiquences are
    Oh, the dullness of existance
    (your licens, your licens, you're dead)
    (your licens, your licens, you're dead)
    (???????????????????????????)

    And I have no sympathy for this
    he needs somebody else to leech off of

    But what contact that i loved so much by passing my own heart, what could possible be within?
    Do you think about your actions?
    and do you ever wonder what the consiquences are?
    Oh, the dullness of existance
    (your licens, your licens, you're dead)
    (your licens, your licens, you're dead)

    (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote)
    (It's fucking mind over matter)
    (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote)
    (It's fucking mind over matter)
    (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote)
    (It's fucking mind over matter)
    (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote)
    (It's fucking mind over matter)

    My contacts are rested in manifest in ways you cant forget
    (if i call your wife beautiful)
    (you better shove a cookie)
    (come back to my house)
    (before i head out)
    (if i call your wife beautiful)
    (you better shove a cookie)
    (come back to my house)

    my version :)
    mintsmakon August 04, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI hear

    Prescribe the drug, I am the antidote, its fucking mind over matter
    dbzpahon August 06, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI hear the same as dbzpah.
    I thought it was "it grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote," but after a closer listen, it sounds like that.
    Syvixayon August 06, 2008   Link
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    General CommentEh, it could be either one. In part one he said "grabbed us by the throat" and this one sounded similar so I went with that.
    Antlionon August 06, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentHaha yeah...That is true.
    I can't really choose which one I think sounds better...
    I guess we'll find out when they release the lyrics? xP
    Syvixayon August 06, 2008   Link
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    General Commenthaha my version was completely wrong but at least I got the part about "shove a cookie" right? xD
    Kaddisfyon August 07, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song sequel is alot closer to hte original than the Robot songs, haha.
    It's funny how many lyrics are similar to the first one.
    DanceSeejDanceon August 07, 2008   Link
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    General CommentYea, I love the Robot With Human Hairs, but they really dont have much...relation. Except for the guitar, kinda.
    Antlionon August 07, 2008   Link

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