Lyrics to EVE6
HOW MUCH LONGER 3:07
drag this neurotic to hysterics leave him balked and unfulfiled holding inside outwardly patient 'till the time hel'll call it alluring exotic twisted hero leaving him more lonely still he waits around he's spun around and left without the power to stop it peers don't know what they can't see they can't see inside of me it's sickening how comforting the pirvacy of the mind can be how much longer will i try before i realize i'm desperate in the situation that im in again im exhausting yet another topic i've exhausted frequently with no regrets abstruse and lacking ration by making so much sense somehow a stone has blocked my hourglass no progress made no time's run out i'd almost rather have the latter sve myself with sad defeat a stone just broke my hourglass i peel the skin that had me trapped
INSIDE OUT 3:39
i would swall my pride i would choke on the rhines but the lasck thereof would leave me empty inside i would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing be faith in nothing want to put my tender heart in a blender watch it spin around to a beautiful oblivion rendevouz then im through with you i burn burn like a wicker cabinet white and oh so frail i see our time and gotten stale the tick tock of the clock is painful all sane and logical i want to tear it off the wall i hear words and clips and phrases i think sick like ginger ale my stomach turns and i exhale so cal is where my mind states but its not my state of mind im not as ugly sad as you or am i origamsi folded up and just pretend demented as the motives in your head i alone am the one you dont know you need take heed feed your ego make me blind when when your eyes close sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost
LEECH 3:58
tell those stories to me im dying to hear the things you'be done and see farfetched as they may be you strike a smile in me your stories ring of purjury constued with self empowering theme suckin' on my brain youre the teacher im the student turning things aroudn your story's not congruent tabloid decoys pitiful excuses turning things around you're turning things around a manic stunning scene im taking notes you're takin me away intoyour false reality i know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your like make sense but you're not making sense i'd say it aloud but im not aloud i see your head spin round and round broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies like a seedlling dripped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me fake stories humor me it's graduation time i love you like a mother
SHOWERHEAD 3:04
cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum isit some sick sign of affection violated and singed with deceit disgust from my head tomy hands to my feet your face it gives a foul taste whether smiling crying or denyin i see your motives and you're charged with fraud by me so take the hint and leave i loved you wile he was in you in the shower did (in joy and ecstasy) you eyes begin to water and if i may stop by when you're living in the next town ten years down the road a good time for a dime and a crushed cigarette making bets with your body on the avenue look into my eyes you say and you'll see nothing by sincerity almost as if you'be got some hope that you'll just enlighten me you're a head case story just trust me you said
OPEN ROAD SONG 3:17
tonight i feel ambitious so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal i press it to the floor i dont' need a girl i dnt' need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional we're flying forever bored and for a moment i love everything that i see and think and feel i love my broken side view mirror cause its so perfect im so perfect you're not here i hear the change in gears my pile shakes as i hit eighty on the open road. this is an open road song the night it beckoning althought i have nowhere to go but home feels good to be alone with every turn comes a new frame of mind if i could frame my mind where would it hang i crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore as i pour my poor hear out to a radio song thats patient and willing to listen my volume drowns it out but that ok cause i sound better than him anyway any day yeah my voice is sweet as salt i search for comfort and i find it where ive found it many times before time before times can be forgotten
JESUS NITELITE 4:47
your eyes shine bright like a jesus nitelite id like to touch your positive vibes indifferent eyes won't give me the time may i help put aside your moral fiber you're dressed in white my face is white id like to be a colorful sight to see im only here in a background here on the ground lays my head i sleep and then i wake to make sounds and go to bead and wake again the time is right but i feel all wrong it was wastes away until its gone the time is right but i feel all wrong it fades away and now you're gone you're walking by im standing by behind the light im standing by and by
SUPERHERO GIRL 3:35
well here is me on tragedy i always want whats out of reach she pulls dyed black hair back and sight fauck that night out with the guys i never get a word in with them anyway the telephone doesn't scareme anymore yo're home and i am here alone my dear always stupidly sarcastic my hyper spastic superhero girl so break the brusied monogram and let him fade to memory your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reocurring in my mind do me a favor please and touch your lips to mine
TOUNGE TIED 3:10
one thousand faces all look the same they're all so boring mild and tame contaminate him knock him off his glasses teach im to tamper with the cloning process pardon me sir can i ask you a favor make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor pardon me sir can i use your eraser to remove my brain of unconventional nature take my tounge its cocked and loaded the board has dubbed you special student sit alone sweat in silence we don't tolerate defiance one thousand paces lead to the gate they're all so boring mild sedate you hear me say this don't make any sense as i hop up and over the fence hooked on nicotine and phonics fun like macro economics still and quiet like they taught us fun like macro economics vigilante thought and a cheap guitar i am my own movie start i dn't know you i don't want to i don't know you i don't want to
SATURDAY NIGHT 2:51
saturday night burns a redness on my face i tasted you you tasted me you were never my tast now you're left alone with precious thoughts of half assed half an hour stops and talk so small i can't rememver ever saying a word laced with think naivete firm delusions can't be swayed tell yourself you're happy we both know the truth its false behind the dirthy talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and there is nothing in-between you and me that you can't see so beg my pardon honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be the thought that counts is counting down the minutes til i leave and when i do you'll be lookhng for security in words thought ou know that you won't get it for the better for the worse i apologize for me then im back in a couple week im too weak to help it don't know how to end it i apologize for me
THERE'S A FACE 2:37
theres a face i know too well i see it every time i look in the mirror no i don't kiss and tell ill tell you after i betrayed you supersonic boy sweating sin the pillar that im melting on will prove you wrong keep your lips sealed this just in you're speeding up the ticker of a walking time bomb time's up stand up face the muzac smil wide step outside click your sticks cast a spell that'll suck my slaiva like water from a well i try to do whats right whats right ain't enough for you tonight i see you're displeased a middle finger response ill try to appease im sorry don't be mad but ask me waht im sorry for and i won't have an answer look me in the eye and let 'em flow lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation
SMALL TOWN TRAP 4:19
suffocate from lack of stimulation televisionn tme gonna break with every bead of sweat my heart rate seems to climb my friend and i stick tothetired couches please pass the time i found a dime under the corner cushion wishing it was some place else and do i small town trap with dreams of breaking out here i seit and bake my fave is breaking out statan's in the living room chocking me with apathy small town trap with dreams of breaking out inspire me cause if you don't i think ill dissipate to dust the liar in me says something's gonna happen soon because it much my friend and i stick to the tired couches please pass the time i found a dime under the corner cushion wishing it was some place else and so do i community immunity is the shot i crave a sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave time ticks away on the longest day wanna break away on the longest day
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