Текст песни:

Time is the promise
It turns and tells them what to do
It makes them dishonest
They let the suspicion kill the truth

Broken Heart, Broken Mind
When you let me in
Did you not know where I had been?

And love′s what they wasted
A lie that makes their dreams come true
They′re hiding their faces
Their smiles can break the heart in two

Broken Heart, Broken Mind
When you let me in
Did you not know where I had been?

@ The Birthday Massacre

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Farewell,
This blackened eye.
Your learned your lessons falling down.
Far behind, and tracing footsteps home.

Despite your lack of pride.
You wore your imperfections well.
Dignified.
Spend your time alone.
Trace your footsteps home.

Your hands are always reaching out of favor.
Your kind are only good for bad behavior.
Your mouth was never one to trust.
You′re always speaking out,
Falling far behind,
Falling out of line.

Farewell,
This bitter tongue.
You spoke your lessons falling down, talking out,
And breaking silence.

Despite the harm you′ve done,
You swallowed your rejection well.
Amplified.
Sing your song alone.
Trace your footsteps home.

Your hands are always reaching out of favor.
Your kind are only good for bad behavior.
Your mouth was never one to trust.
You′re always speaking out,
Falling far behind,
Falling...

Your hands are always reaching out of favor.
Your kind are only good for bad behavior.
Your mouth was never one to trust.
You′re always speaking out,
Falling far behind,
Falling out of line.

@ The Birthday Massacre

Текст песни:

First place on a classroom wall
Every turn of the face can help to break
The fall from a domestic disgrace
Every rumor displaced
Is lost and found

A lack of discipline
One hand to cut the other
So unprofessional
You′re not a friend
You′re just a lover

Nothing exceptional
This is correctional

Mirror on the wall
Frame the picture
Reflect this kiss
To wish us all goodnight

First day in a victim′s chair
Every surface replaced
Can help to keep you
Fair for a corrected gaze
Every feature displayed
Will match your crowd

A loss of innocence
One hand to wash the other
Be a perfectionist
You′re nothing if
You′re just another

Something material
This isn′t personal

We′re all dancing
To the same sad song
And we′re not sleeping
But it won′t take long

Illicit conviction
Confessions incomplete
Correction
Submissive restriction
Instructions will repeat
Direction

Mirror on the wall
Frame the picture
Reflect this kiss
To wish us all goodnight


@ The Birthday Massacre

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I think my friend said "I hear footsteps"
I wore my black and white dress
To the birthday massacre, birthday massacre, birthday
I wore my black and white dress

I think my friend said "stick it in the back of her head"
I think my friend said "two of them are sisters"
"I am a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said
"I′m gonna bash them in, bash them in", I think he said

Then we wished them all a happy birthday
We kissed them all goodnight
Now he chases me to my room,
Chases me to my room, chases me
In my black and red dress

I think my friend said "don′t forget the video"
I think my friend said "don′t forget to smile"
"You′re a murder tramp, murder tramp" I think he said
"You′re a murder boy, birthday boy" I think I said

@ The Birthday Massacre

Текст песни:

It′s getting late
It all just wanes and pales and fades away
If we just want it too much
And what a shame
If all there is is is all that′s gone away
There′s nothing left here for us

Deadlight holiday
Killing time to make us stay
Hollow as the promises of yesterday

On and on the music plays
Memories in paraphrase
Falling past my window like the morning rain

It′s all the same
So many words remaining
Always too late
It never seems worth taking
And all the days
And all the nights lost sleeping
And in the end
The secret′s not worth keeping

Deadlight holiday
Killing time to make us stay
Hollow as the promises of yesterday

On and on the music plays
Memories in paraphrase
Falling past my window like the morning rain
(x2)

@ The Birthday Massacre

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This story′s missing a wishing well
No mirror to show and tell
No kiss that can break the spell
I′m falling asleep

Every Prince is a fantasy
The witch is inside of me
Her poison will wash away the memory

We kill the lights
And put on a show
It′s all a lie
But you′d never know
The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all

And after midnight
We′re all the same
No glass shoe to bring us fame
Nobody to take the blame
We′re falling apart

Every story′s a waiting game
A flower for every name
Their colors are filling you
With falling rain

We kill the lights
And put on a show
It′s all a lie
But you′d never know
The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all

Now you know it′s so much better to pretend
There′s something waiting for you here
Every letter that you wrote
Has found its way to me my dear
You can make believe that what you say
Is what I want to hear

I′ll keep dancing through this beautiful,
delusional career.
Faking every tear
Looking like a comprimise suicide
Keeping all my dreams alive

@ The Birthday Massacre

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Waiting, as I′m wanting to
Speaking as I′m spoken to
Changing to your point of view
Fading as I follow you

A boylish notion of false emotion
These words are spoken, despite my love
A fool′s devotion was set in motion
My eyes are open now

It′s a glass cage so I can′t pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming but I can′t defend
You cut so deep,my belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...

Tell me what I want to say
Save me for another day
Break me It′s the game you play
Hate me as I turn away

A boylish notion of false emotion
These words are spoken, despite my love
A fool′s devotion was set in motion
My eyes are open now

It′s a glass cage so I can′t pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming but I can′t defend
You cut so deep,my belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...

It′s a glass cage so I can′t pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming but I can′t defend
You cut so deep,my belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...

@ The Birthday Massacre

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Hands cover whispers of the lovers′ fright
Fear-cloaked renditions of that autumn night
Digging up rumours of the kids in the park
What awful things happened in the dark?

Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don′t care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can′t stop my tears
I′ve never been so scared

In the cellar buried 6 feet deep
The lover′s shaken from a dreamless sleep
Nails clawing splinters from the ceiling and floor
Shrieking like the witches til his stitches are sore

Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don′t care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can′t stop my tears
I′ve never been so scared

Calling for the other, searching for her lover
Secrets she discovers drain her face of color

1... 2... 3... 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5... 6... 7... 8 Lover will suffocate

1... 2... 3... 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5... 6... 7... 8 Lover will suffocate

1... 2... 3... 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5... 6... 7... 8 Lover will suffocate

1... 2... 3... 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5... 6... 7... 8 Lover will suffocate

@ The Birthday Massacre

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Look around for a means to dissuade her attention.
Can′t remember the places and names that she mentions.

My words are falling apart in spite of me.
I′m stepping out of the light so she can′t see.
Don′t think I′ll miss her,
But I want to take her picture
When I found a place
Where she can′t find me.

And she′s falling asleep as she′s walking with strangers.
Talking cheap as the flies on the wall entertain her.

Her world is falling apart in front of me.
She′s stepping into the light, but she can′t see.
It′s hard to miss her when she′s posing for a picture,
But I found a place where she can′t find me.

My words are falling apart in spite of me.
I′m stepping out of the light so she can′t see.
Don′t think I′ll miss her,
But I want to take her picture
When I found a place
Where she can′t find me.

@ The Birthday Massacre