Frightening Lives

Correct lyrics (FROM THE BOOKLET): Wasn't disasters in a better find, the won't betray within a lonely dial wasn't the sex, wasn't the wise, metaphorical upward slide where the dizzy believe that the good was right, the mandate to stop 400 fights, with the pick me up and the throttled lies broke through the lines and tried to cry wasn't the plastic in the house that quit the truth that made everybody sick, with the woman mistakes and the heart of gold, everything is a little bit sold, wasn't the disciplined kid that melts, the white that told you what you felt, but you know I can't live inside this war without our bed

Everybody's waiting for the return kid put in your head, put it in your head sectioned out wills with state line lips put in your head, put it in your head wasn't the tv with the lip cracked skin, double ties inside the win, wasn't the leak in every man of law, the idea that it's the death at fault now they can take you out and try to make a little life put it in your head, put it in your head see the shotguns that look like time put it in your head, put it in your head wasn't the modern in the world of puke, the I could kill you if I looked like you if you never believe you'll never be found the idea that our lives are round

Wasn't the nature within the call, the DJ that still seems too small, with the battle of cum and the battle of skin, the miles of love that won't ever win like spoken sex and all our fear, everyone does what the feel, but you know I can't live inside this war without our bed

Frightening lives for you and me, frightening lives we'll burn the sea, frightening lives all will leave, frightening lives our deaths will sing.

this song is so sexy.

best song in the album

agreed... very underrated song. the guitar from about 2:52 to 3:10 is incredible

Perfect.

Not sure where this song actually belongs as it's also listed under BSS. I'll throw this here too anyways, I think it's a little more accurate.

Wars and disasters in the bed I find That won't betray, within the lonely die It wars in the sex, wars in the wise Metaphorical upward slide

Or the dizzy belief that the good was right The mandate to stop four-hundred fights With the pick-me-ups and the throttle lies Broke through the lines and tried to cry

Wars in the plastic in the house that quit The truth that made everybody sick That a woman mistakes in a heart of gold Everything is a little bit sold and The wars in the disciplined kid who melts The wife who told you, what you felt

But you know I can't live inside this war without our bed.

Everybody's waiting for the returned kids that Put it in your head Put it in your head Suctioned our wills with stained-lime lips now Put it in your head Put it in your head

Wars in the team you're in the lip-cracked skin Double-time it's inside of the win Wars in the weak in every man along The idea that it's death to fall down

They can take you up and try to make a little life but Put it in your head Put it in your head See the shotguns are looped like time and Put it in your head Put it in your head

Wars in the margarine in a world of puke That I could kill you, if I look like you If you never believed, never would find An idea that our lives are round

The wars in the lips you elevate in a call The DJ that still seems too small Or the battle of cum and a battle of skin The miles of love that won't ever win Like spoken sex and all I fear Everyone does what they fear

But you know I can't live inside this war without our bed.

Frightening lives For you and me Frightening lives Above the sea Frightening lives All will lead Frightening lives Desperate scenes