Тексты песен «Rifles At Recess»
Rifles At Recess - Custom Made Backstabber
Paralyzing prophecies sleep in the throats of saints who spun the sun while time Stood , stood still the dreaded tears of the spiritual have reduced the angels to Rust who in turn gouged their eyes blind with sharpened...
Rifles At Recess - Dance On Your Grave
Shades of grace spilled across lips that lied as she became the mother of sorrow. Each word portrayed the shores of my lust where a million breaths were laid to rest. I cursed the wind blowing backwards in mirrors,...
Rifles At Recess - Here's To Broken Boys
I whispered your name last night into dark freezing pillows and sighed when nothing Was returned but breezes that blew me tight to sleep , my arms are getting so tired Of hugging memories and falling peices to the...
Rifles At Recess - Heroes Vs. Harlots
Heroes,harlots,habits.decieve another heart in this waking hour. i will die again Before breath. before scars heal you must bleed.cast my doubt in every sunrise and Make this day remember the night as i painted it.show...
Rifles At Recess - I Died Twenty Times In 1986
Where were the angels when my sunshine was shattered? how did it feel to touch my Skin? eight years and innocent,, how did it feel to touch my skin'your hands buried Buried my tongue in the deepest grave , flowers were...
Rifles At Recess - My Apologies To The Walking Dead
Your jealousy has built a fire around your house and i hope these flames sear your Fucking mouth shut . gossip, rumors...i was just another 5 minute movie to hit your Empty theatre. i was just another 5 minute story...
Rifles At Recess - No Evil Angels
Please don't pull this dagger from my back i want the whole world to have a place to Hang their hats and watch the shadows wilt.i want the whole world to pull up roots From the earth like veins from the belly of...
Rifles At Recess - Sporus In Theatre
I slipped on the noose left hanging from the wrists of boys who held every ounce of Sadness they could summon to sleep and draw dreams that streamed down their faces. The seats are empty and eyes are frozen, cut me from...