Тексты песен «Cursive»

When the bitter end arrives, Will we be at war or sadly, madly in love? Will we beg for one more night? Or will we have our bags packed Waiting at the door? When the bitter end arrives, Will it be a finish line or a...

The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases.... Night time...

It's not a song about old friends, Backstabbers, leeches, or cretins. It's not about you, and it isn't true. It's not a song about family, How the lack thereof can be crippling. It's not about, and it isn't true...

Less talk, more dancing If we could push off the sick conversation one more night I surely would My shoes have gathered the dust of the vineyard Have I soiled your gown? There's soil on your gown, like sangria...

"Bon Voyage" And promptly he hung up the phone There was a doorbell ringing So he snuck out onto the terrace He said "If these were my last words, would they even make print? If all I had to say was...

A little bit closer, I know you're not bashful There, now that's not so bad, is it? So what was that secret? What did that prick whisper to you? Was it playful and flirty Or degrading and dirty? I know you like...

this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay these are the hands where i will bury my face i dont believe in wasting time searching for truth you never find nobody moves we live in the great...

I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase... I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these...

Dinner's getting cold -- You haven't touched a thing So what's it gonna be? I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And...

I wake alone In a woman's room I hardly know I wake alone And pretend that I am finally home The room is littered With her books And notebooks I imagine what they say, like 'shoo flie don't bother me' I can hardly get...

Words have no feeling without loaded meanings Words take too long to come across Meanings are meant for defining defintions We load them for efect, it's cheap but it's working It's the best I've got to get your...

You're like the sun and I'm the moon A mirror reflection of your magnitude A replicate cast across the room A remedy for your solitude Cause you are my sun and I'm your moon I am the one without a name You are the...

A safe position -- a back against the wall A simple shrug to shurg the questions off When there's no action, there's no reaction Curb the dead, avert the consequence So if no one moves, and no one speaks a word We...