Una din obsesiile mele, în materie de muzică, este reprezentată chiar de Alexisonfire.
Trupa mea preferată, din toate punctele de vedere. Ocupă şi va ocupa locul 1 în topurile mele întotdeauna.
[George:] This town has its claws buried in my neck
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate
[Dallas:] The streets are in distress
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies
[George:] The grass is growing on top of my feet
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run
[Dallas:] The line up seems endless
Underneath the salvation signs.
[George:] We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause
We are the bend before the break. Our steps seal our fate.
[Chorus:]
Because this city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] Every step I take I leave a small piece
Of myself behind. Soon there will be nothing left.
[Dallas:] The cracks in the pavement,
Match the cracks in their weathered skin
[George:] The sky's a brick wall
The ground's a juggernaut
Each day they get a bit closer
Between them, I am caught.
[Dallas:] I stare in amazement,
I can't believe this is where I live.
[George:] Every breath I take I feel my lungs seal
This breeze feels more like shards of glass I'm more scars than skin
[Chorus:]
Because this city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] Our steps seal fate, our steps seal fate.
This is our celebration
Come join the lost souls
[x2]
[Dallas:] This city, this city is haunted.
[George:] Oh! Walk with us. Oh! Down. Walk with us.
[Chorus:]
This city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] A man sits at his desk
One year from retirement,
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do.
Each passing year
The workload grows.
[Dallas:] I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
For things to go my way
It always ends up the same
(Count your blessings)
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise
(Count your blessings on one hand)
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight.
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
[George:] Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe,
Even though his joints are clogged with rust.
[Wade:] My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day
(Count your blessings)
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late
(Count your blessings on one hand)
[Dallas:] So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
Can't help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day
There's no loyalty and no remorse.
Youth sold for a pension cheque
And it makes him fucking sick
He's heating up, he can't say no
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight,
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
(So wait up)
So wait up I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
Between the light and shallow waves is where I'm going to die
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived
And don't look so surprised
that I'm home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So don't speak, I am tired
Let's just live through this lie
She says I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well I'd swear every other word if I could
For her, I'll make an attempt
Sometimes love isn't about
how much someone suits you
But how much you're willing to change
to suit them
All my bones are dust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(two people too damaged too much too late)
One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, "I'm tired"
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles
I'm not saying she's my last
I'm just saying that she could have been
It doesn't matter how rough these hands get
It doesn't matter 'cause I'm not her man
Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights...
All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I'm in a constant state of getting cut
So why don't I feel anything?
This is a violation
Maybe I forgot what it was like
Before it entered me
So this is what they call
Another endless night
So tired of believing
If this is wrong or right
I think this cause is lost
I wish that I could sleep
I feel like some kind of shadow
Another slave to the week
Imagine if we lived
Under the weather
We would never be found
Never discovered
If everything goes wrong
If it's one more endless night
You'll know there's always tomorrow
And tomorrow...[to fade]
You'll know there's always tomorrow
(You'll know, you'll know) tomorrow
And this knife, this knife
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
Tomorrow [x3]
So now that your whole world
Has gone up into flames
This night is still never ending
Do you think you're still safe?
Seems everything went wrong
We were discovered
But this time there's no tomorrow
And tomorrow [x3]
Tomorrow
Tomorrow (And this knife, this knife)
Trupa mea preferată, din toate punctele de vedere. Ocupă şi va ocupa locul 1 în topurile mele întotdeauna.
- Gen(uri): Post-hardcore/Melodic Hardcore.
- Componenţă: George Pettit (vocals), Dallas Green (guitar, vocals), Wade MacNeil (guitar, vocals), Chris Steele (bass), şi Jordan Hastings (drums).
- How they sound like: They describe their music as "the sound of two Catholic high-school girls in mid-knife-fight" (a reference to their song "A Dagger Through the Heart of St. Angeles", also the inspiration for their debut album cover art). When the band came out of the underground like an "utterly captivating car-accident-in-progress" in late 2001, it was enough to impress critics gold certification for their self-titled debut album and attain a gold certification for their self-titled debut album.
- Label(s): Dine Alone, Distort, Vagrant, Equal Vision Records
- Discografie: Alexisonfire • Watch Out! • Crisis • Old Crows / Young Cardinals
[George:] This town has its claws buried in my neck
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate
[Dallas:] The streets are in distress
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies
[George:] The grass is growing on top of my feet
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run
[Dallas:] The line up seems endless
Underneath the salvation signs.
[George:] We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause
We are the bend before the break. Our steps seal our fate.
[Chorus:]
Because this city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] Every step I take I leave a small piece
Of myself behind. Soon there will be nothing left.
[Dallas:] The cracks in the pavement,
Match the cracks in their weathered skin
[George:] The sky's a brick wall
The ground's a juggernaut
Each day they get a bit closer
Between them, I am caught.
[Dallas:] I stare in amazement,
I can't believe this is where I live.
[George:] Every breath I take I feel my lungs seal
This breeze feels more like shards of glass I'm more scars than skin
[Chorus:]
Because this city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] Our steps seal fate, our steps seal fate.
This is our celebration
Come join the lost souls
[x2]
[Dallas:] This city, this city is haunted.
[George:] Oh! Walk with us. Oh! Down. Walk with us.
[Chorus:]
This city, this city is haunted
By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls).
[George:] A man sits at his desk
One year from retirement,
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do.
Each passing year
The workload grows.
[Dallas:] I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
For things to go my way
It always ends up the same
(Count your blessings)
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise
(Count your blessings on one hand)
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight.
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
[George:] Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe,
Even though his joints are clogged with rust.
[Wade:] My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day
(Count your blessings)
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late
(Count your blessings on one hand)
[Dallas:] So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
Can't help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day
There's no loyalty and no remorse.
Youth sold for a pension cheque
And it makes him fucking sick
He's heating up, he can't say no
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight,
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
(So wait up)
So wait up I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
Between the light and shallow waves is where I'm going to die
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived
And don't look so surprised
that I'm home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So don't speak, I am tired
Let's just live through this lie
She says I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well I'd swear every other word if I could
For her, I'll make an attempt
Sometimes love isn't about
how much someone suits you
But how much you're willing to change
to suit them
All my bones are dust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(two people too damaged too much too late)
One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, "I'm tired"
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles
I'm not saying she's my last
I'm just saying that she could have been
It doesn't matter how rough these hands get
It doesn't matter 'cause I'm not her man
Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights...
All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I'm in a constant state of getting cut
So why don't I feel anything?
This is a violation
Maybe I forgot what it was like
Before it entered me
So this is what they call
Another endless night
So tired of believing
If this is wrong or right
I think this cause is lost
I wish that I could sleep
I feel like some kind of shadow
Another slave to the week
Imagine if we lived
Under the weather
We would never be found
Never discovered
If everything goes wrong
If it's one more endless night
You'll know there's always tomorrow
And tomorrow...[to fade]
You'll know there's always tomorrow
(You'll know, you'll know) tomorrow
And this knife, this knife
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
This is my most, this is my most, this is my most important appendage
Tomorrow [x3]
So now that your whole world
Has gone up into flames
This night is still never ending
Do you think you're still safe?
Seems everything went wrong
We were discovered
But this time there's no tomorrow
And tomorrow [x3]
Tomorrow
Tomorrow (And this knife, this knife)
And, a little side-note: Nu sunt, nu au fost, nu vor fi niciodată screamo/emo/emocore. Never.
Cine zice aşa ceva nu are nici cea mai mică idee despre ce vorbeşte.
Cine zice aşa ceva nu are nici cea mai mică idee despre ce vorbeşte.
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20 septembrie 2009 la 10:26
dar city and colour iti place? :D
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