In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
The sunrise after this night of hell
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
(They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
(You'll have to take it from my dead hands)
It's a broken record playing in my mind.
You'll never know what you might find
Step into the crazy world I see
To see the truth inside me.
The lovers end, you'll never win.
(You'll never know what you might find)
The time has come, and you're all alone.
The sunrise after this night of hell
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
(They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
(You'll have to take it from my dead hands)
The lost may never come home
They'll have to find their way out, all on their own
They'll try to break me, but I'll make my stand
You'll have to take it from my cold dead hands
A sinners masterpiece
Will never be complete.
Can I do this? Can I live this lie?
Will I beat this? Can I ever win this fight?
Can I make it through this cold dark night?
Don't try to stop me, cause I need to make this right. [x2]
The sunrise after this night of hell
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
((Can I do this? Can I live this lie?
Will I beat this? Can I ever win this fight?
Can I make it through this cold dark night?
Don't try to stop me, cause I need to make this right
The lost may never come home
They'll have to find their way out, all on their own
They'll try to break me, but I'll make my stand
They'll have to take it from my cold dead hands))
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
(They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
(You'll have to take it from my dead hands)
It's a broken record playing in my mind.
You'll never know what you might find
Step into the crazy world I see
To see the truth inside me.
The lovers end, you'll never win.
(You'll never know what you might find)
The time has come, and you're all alone.
The sunrise after this night of hell
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
(They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
(You'll have to take it from my dead hands)
The lost may never come home
They'll have to find their way out, all on their own
They'll try to break me, but I'll make my stand
You'll have to take it from my cold dead hands
A sinners masterpiece
Will never be complete.
Can I do this? Can I live this lie?
Will I beat this? Can I ever win this fight?
Can I make it through this cold dark night?
Don't try to stop me, cause I need to make this right. [x2]
The sunrise after this night of hell
It's a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
I see the lost wretched romance
Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
To show the soul that's trapped inside me
((Can I do this? Can I live this lie?
Will I beat this? Can I ever win this fight?
Can I make it through this cold dark night?
Don't try to stop me, cause I need to make this right
The lost may never come home
They'll have to find their way out, all on their own
They'll try to break me, but I'll make my stand
They'll have to take it from my cold dead hands))
Lyrics submitted by BDoG01
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