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The Corpses Of Our Motivations Lyrics
catching up in the basement that i call home.
dismantling discussions on a piss soaked telephone.
i'm all grown up. i've thrown up these feelings lots before. you're sitting in the park while i'm staring at the door enough self mutilation.
i've waterlogged and choked one hundred beers, another week ensconced in yellowsmoke
i'm no devil, i just have these demons keeping me awake, pushing on my go-leg, laughing at cut brakes. the corpse of my motivation hangs in the closet next to skeletons and(?)
Sleep all day, drink your life away its one step closer to the comfort of the grave. this coffin's full of nails, rails and pipe and glass, rotting under yellow growing grass.
five in the chamber and i'm flying through the air.
i've tied my blindfold tightly, i'm cutting my hair.
i'm a bullet and a target, and i'm drenched in splattered blood.
i've learned my lesson one time but once isn't enough.
so dry your hands, wash 'em clean of me.
wave your victor's flag on your pile of debris
because when you die like a hero, you live like a slave.
i'd rather die to see it change than live and watch it stay the same where the corpses of my motivations hang on the gallows over-ripe with shit like colostomy bags (pie anyone?)
Sleep all day, drink your life away
its one step closer to the comfort of the grave.
this coffin's full of nails, rails and pipe and glass, rotting under yellow growing grass.
there's a party in the woods
and a dance in city streets
and a rumble down the avenue of fifty thousand stomping feet.
and the fire is getting high, igniting sweaty powdered brows. and if he hasn't saved you yet,
he isn't gonna save you now,
Sleep all day, drink your life away
its one step closer to the comfort of the grave.
...and you're more beautiful than you were on the day that we first met. my angel of the not yet buried dead.
dismantling discussions on a piss soaked telephone.
i'm all grown up. i've thrown up these feelings lots before. you're sitting in the park while i'm staring at the door enough self mutilation.
i've waterlogged and choked one hundred beers, another week ensconced in yellowsmoke
i've tied my blindfold tightly, i'm cutting my hair.
i'm a bullet and a target, and i'm drenched in splattered blood.
i've learned my lesson one time but once isn't enough.
so dry your hands, wash 'em clean of me.
wave your victor's flag on your pile of debris
i'd rather die to see it change than live and watch it stay the same where the corpses of my motivations hang on the gallows over-ripe with shit like colostomy bags (pie anyone?)
its one step closer to the comfort of the grave.
this coffin's full of nails, rails and pipe and glass, rotting under yellow growing grass.
and a dance in city streets
and a rumble down the avenue of fifty thousand stomping feet.
and the fire is getting high, igniting sweaty powdered brows. and if he hasn't saved you yet,
he isn't gonna save you now,
its one step closer to the comfort of the grave.
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Submitted by
asimmadetosmile On Sep 16, 2002
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(?) ---> it has to be: '' bloody vampire fangs '' I love this song
you are correct. i don't even give three fucks that i'm seven years late on this reply.
you are correct. i don't even give three fucks that i'm seven years late on this reply.
This song starts out describing someone who just does not give a FUCK, but then shifts over to much deeper and meaningful subjects, such as going nowhere and messed up relationships. I love the brutal imagery of this song. It's awesome. I think everyone can relate to it in some way or another.
I'd say this song is about taking a look back at all the fucked up shit you've done over the past few years, and tallying it up, realizing how bad it is, but still laughing about it. Laughing about the fact that you're still around. Then later in the song it goes on to observe other people, who delude themselves in different ways, how they think they're being saved. Then the last line is about realizing this is the train you've put yourself on, it might not be the best thing in everyone's eyes, but it's working for you, so fuck it, you've lived to see another day.