maybe about starting again, or just living your life without planning it, i don't know its a good song. i have no idea why its named the rival cycle

This song is about masturbation. I'm not kidding, they told me about it when they were writing the album.

It all makes sense now. Wow, this song instantly got better if that was even possible.

===== The Rival Cycle

Alongside all hearts As they finish with backdrop cities As jagged teeth dig in deeper Ripping new wounds For former scars Stricken with insomnia Sickened lungs insist on heavy breathing

And the conductor is conducting [conductor is conducting] Electrical time signatures And I fall into rhythm [I fall into rhythm] And my life is a rhythm And my feet will improvise [My feet off beat, my feet off beat] As I sputter at the knee like a leaking faucet

You'll be undercover, under covers Sleeping with the enemy This is what I like to call internal espionage [[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes Talking circles around each other Deserting halos to be Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]

On the search for girls [Stricken with insomnia] With milk carton father figures My veins are pulsing [Free form jazz] To peninsula extremities My fingertips tip tip tip tap tap Polyrhythms like nervous fragments from a nervous mouth And these words set the cadence [These words set the cadence] To the crude interpretation of scripts and codes Breeding pixels without homes Reside in my mind, resonate in my eyes

You'll be undercover, under covers Sleeping with the enemy [[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes Talking circles around each other]]

So affect this love affliction Leave the injured overturned Fight for beath with flailing arms In vain, to float the bane [[Leave the injured overturned In vain]]

Tentative tastes for those less interesting [[Stricken with insomnia Veins are pulsing like form jazz Fingertips tap tap]]

Leave the injured overturned Fight for beath with flailing arms In vain, to float the bane [[Leave the injured overturned In vain]]

You'll be undercover, under covers Sleeping with the enemy This is what I like to call internal espionage [[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes Talking circles around each other Deserting halos to be Handcuffed and hogtied with your words This is what I like to call]] [[[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes Talking circles around each other Deserting halos to be Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]]]

I asked Casey if it was true that this song was written about masturbation and this is what he had to say

Hey,

That is half true. Brendan and I wrote those lyrics together, and while I was writing them from the perspective of empty sex, he was a virgin at the time we wrote the song, so he was writing it from the perspective of masturbation... I think its about all things fornication. It stretches beyond simple sex and masturbation- and into the isolation, embarrassment, resentment, and regret that can be negative side effects of said events.

the colors are slow.

casey

Am I the only person that thinks the bands lyrics are way to derivative of Palahniuk?

Oh well. Still a good band.