Тексты песен «At The Drive-In»
At The Drive-In - 198d
this is forgiven if the uniform fits postponed at the first showing this is the tension mold of frozen icicles and it feels like it's snowing you speak in tongues tremors that warn us of ourselves born in hearts etched...
At The Drive-In - 300 Mhz
in the unlikely event that sarcasm is an unfitting dress amnesia proletariat amnesia proletariat coughing up the coffins cotton candy coated teeth the reflection of your enamel made no reflection in our mirror...
At The Drive-In - A Devil Among The Tailors
they say that thirteen is just a number a double agent funded in the secret of the hive and the workers and their lives all sweet and honeycombed a hunger ravenous and funded incognito razor burns talcum powered...
At The Drive-In - Alpha Centauri
widows an antique replacement a briefcase filled with mace widows six legged lost and found students spray the kent state mist wishing wills missing clientele widows sex legged lost and found parkas worn in summer...
At The Drive-In - Arc Arsenal
must have read a thousand faces must have robbed them of their cause sickened thirst, sickened thirst keeps it together soft white glow in the cranium a bulls eye made sedated beware must have read a thousand faces...
At The Drive-In - Autorelocator
This time I'm leaving you This time I'm leaving you This time I'm never coming back, never coming back, never coming back Pack my bags you'll never see my face again Never coming back [x3] I'm leaving you If you never...
At The Drive-In - Blue Tag
i'm an incision the kind that glistens and not to mention we appeal when we've healed i'm an incision, just an incision i've got polaroid value in a celluloid way with twelve hard years of currency and they trade it...
At The Drive-In - Bradley Smith
and i know that he's there and i know he's there <i>[x2] you're wide awake brad wide awake brad and i know that he's there and i know he's there <i>[x2] oh yeah wake up bradley, wake up we could...
At The Drive-In - Catacombs
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were written in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you, did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb? Would you ever pretend to kick from...
At The Drive-In - Chanbara
valmara valmara valmara flechettes kiss me with the lisp of your shrapnel caress lost this arm, lost this leg lost this diving board just a belly flopped proposal of let's be friends tour de force defacto ayuchuco...
At The Drive-In - Circuit Scene
I'll fight my way I'll fight my way, across the state line I'll fight my way I'll fight my way, across the state line, line I'll fight my way, way, way across the state line I'll fight my way I'll fight my way...
At The Drive-In - Coating Of Arms
substation submerging suburban disturbance incoherent gourding coat of arms they came hack a knocking paranoia in the walls, we heard family dying while the band played on told sky to leave to the east bay clone...
At The Drive-In - Communication Drive-In
you keep telling me this voltage hurts just a little in the thickness of the van you drop anchor if and when concealing all the thoughts we hid and laughed forever repelling essence swelling something to blame bleeding...
At The Drive-In - Cosmonaut
we sample from the shelves tore a page out of this chapter deface the essays in the book that you're reading we are the leaches that stop the bleeding deficit attention program by any means necessary blare sirens to the...
At The Drive-In - Doorman's Placebo
Chances are you've heard this But your headphones mute your equilibrium Hearing tests the mattress hit the mistress fooled But nothing ever felt this good Wake you up and shake you But your motor skills still speak...
At The Drive-In - Ebroglio
I had a friend who died For something he really loved I had a friend who stood For none of the above I had a friend whose experience Was riddled with scars Who got drunk one night In the trunk of louie p.'s car...
At The Drive-In - Embroglio
i had a friend who died for something he really loved i had a friend who stood for none of the above i had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars who got drunk one night in the trunk of louie p.'s car i had a...
At The Drive-In - Empitiness Is A Mule
There's a place I call home, And It's there anymore Once upon a crime, with the radio on I was trampled underfoot By the prince far guard broadcasting To your living room two miles from bangledesh I will walk your...
At The Drive-In - Emptiness Is A Mule
There's a place I call home, and It's there anymore Once upon a crime, with the radio on I was trampled underfoot By the prince far guard broadcasting To your living room two miles from bangledesh I will walk your...
At The Drive-In - Enfilade
this could last us all a lifetime limbs intact, untouched on the screen of a video tape confined to bedposts we wait as lepers upheld at knife's reach we covet all the status quo this syringe will take a lifespan it's...