War All The Time lyrics

Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street
And in our beds under the sheets
They're the halo of guilt hanging 'round your neck
Next to the rosary you count falling asleep

And we're praying.
These are the symptoms of letting go of all our hope.

Since we can't compete with martyred saints
We'll douse ourselves in gasoline
And hang our bodies from the lampposts

In the veins of of the ultraviolet light
The phosphor is starting a fire
Shooting up in the iodine
It's turning on
Rupture the wall around my heart
I feel so lost
I've been shaking
You can't save me
Forget what the doctor said
Every bird in mid-flight
Is calling out your name
Before it hits the window
And sings the rapture
Without a second opinion
The chemicals saturate to counteract the code

Lights out on Division Street
and all the hate that rises
through the cracks in the pavement,
as the temperature falls.
(This is where is hits the ground)

Lights out on Division Street
I'm repeating
Goodbye to the memories,
(the fever that will not break)
the night is pouring down,
it's not enough to put this out,
i'll burn up before i wake up.
(on Division Street)
This is serious,

Falling from the top floor your lungs
fill like parachutes
the windows go rushing by.
the people inside they're
dressed for the funeral in black and white.
These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
filed in the cubicle;
without a name, just numbers,
on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.
please take these hands
throw them in the river,

The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly,
the stage is set,
don't forget to breathe,
between lines if the whole world dies,
then it's safe to take the stage,
these graves will stretch
like landing on strips - hospitals: all the dead museums,
we won't have to be afraid anymore.
The crowd is growing silent with the gathering storm.
When the curtain falls

This is our war
We live
And the sides are drawn, sides are drawn
And we're all wrapped up in fatigues
And they wear us out, wear us out

There is a storm
At sea
If we fly a white flag
Under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun rise?
(The taste of your kerosene lips burn me up)

If we fly a white flag
Under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun rise?

This is what you see
when you look in my direction:
Incandescent corsets draw eyes tight, like wires,
this is how it feels, calling out
but no one even hears
the signals that we send over the air
(over the air, over the air, over the air)

When you say my name,
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say my name
I want to stop it in your lungs

Steps ascend to a loaded gun
the scent of matches hangs in the air
a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat
we don't want to see this
flash of light thats letting go
of an empty bullet case, but by the time it hits the ground
hes out of reach
out of reach
(let go)
out of reach
(let go)
out of reach

the walls are closing in
theres no room left to make amends but

Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
Hear the garbage truck back down in boulevard
Setting off the car alarms as it passes by?
Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios?

Shut the window love, keep the world outside
I don't want to think about anyone
And the footsteps are getting louder
Drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the windowsill

In the circuit
The frequency's breaking up
The speakers can barely move
This is not a test
Tune to the broadcast
Witness the jetlag
Look in the mirror
Adjust the V-hold
Shatter the lens
Pull out the shards
Choke on her words
Caught in your throat
How long can the wheels maintain a spin at this velocity?
On every block, a reminder:
You can't stop this intersection
At every turn

Standing on the edge of the Palisades cliffs
In the shadow of the skyline
Very far away
A lightning rod that couldnt pull the storm from me
I was 5 years old, my best friend's older brother died
He fell from these cliffs
The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
And our lives float in the headlights
So we parked these cars
Parents' garage
Listen to the lullaby