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Alexisonfire
Alexisonfire


Background information
Origin St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada
Genre(s) Post-Hardcore
Melodic Hardcore
Punk Rock
Years active 2001—present
Label(s) Vagrant Records
Equal Vision Records
Dine Alone Records
Distort Entertainment
Associated acts City and Colour
Anti-Flag
Jersey
The Black Lungs
Hunter (Canadian band)
Moneen
Cancer Bats
Website Website
Members
George Pettit
Dallas Green
Wade MacNeil
Chris Steele
Jordan "Ratbeard" Hastings
Former members
Jesse Ingelevics



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Alexisonfire Album


Crisis (08/22/2006)
08/22/2006
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Thrones (bonus track)
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Drunks, Lovers, Sinners And Saints"

ALRIGHT!

This is from our hearts
So suddenly a super chart to make some mistakes
We'll make some mistakes
Well it's a long time coming when your giving it everything

ALRIGHT!

This is from our hearts
So suddenly a super chart to make some mistakes
We'll make some mistakes
Well it's a long time coming when your giving it everything

ALRIGHT!
This is from our hearts
And if you reach for the sun
You'll find that my conscience just can't put out

ALRIGHT!
This is from our hearts (From our hearts)
And it's always gonna be a part
Well this crowd, don't understand

Well I feel the same
I won't ever change
Not a jaded hair up on my head

Are you pretending?
(That you care!)
Are you even listening?
Are you pretending?
(That you understand!)

Are you even...

Straight to the left
Straight to the right
Cuz my heart, my heart is strong
We ride to fight

Straight to the left
Straight to the right
Cuz my heart, my heart is strong
And we ride to fight

Straight to the left
Straight to the right
Cuz my heart, my heart is strong
We ride to fight

Straight to the left
Straight to the right
Cuz my heart, my heart is strong
And we ride to fight

Are you pretending?
(That you care!)
Are you even listening?
Are you pretending?
(That you understand)
Are you even listening?
Are you pretending?

I know, I know!

Are you even listening?!
Are you pretending?!
That your heart's in the right place!

Are you pretending?
Are you even listening?
Are you pretending?
Are you even....

There's no need to waste my time
Spending your life
Jumping from sinking ship to sinking ship
I think I'd rather drown
I know I'd rather drown!

And I feel the same
I won't ever change
Not a jaded hair up on my head!


. . .



[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).


. . .



your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town

a cigarette burn on your face
i pour the kerosene in your mouth
i watch the ash fall down your throat
i'll burn all your precious bills
watch the smoke fold for every crack
breathe in your secret lives
all your bills pay your welfare checks
but i don't think i can sleep alone
with this last war always ending in ash

your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
well i'm taking this town back

i watch the smoke start to rise
one hundred homes one hundred fires
everything you own now burned away
this town is no longer mine its fucked with me for the last time
how i wish that i could see your face

withered sky is streaked with plumes
know that it's my signature upon this wretched fucking city
mailbox arson, my sweet revenge
mailbox arson, my sweet revenge

strike a match and burn away every tie that binds me to this place
strike a match and burn away every tie that binds me to this place
i will strike a match and burn away every tie that binds me to this place
strike a match and burn away every tie that binds me to this place.

when the smoke clears
you can consider us anything

your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
your mail's not safe in this town
i'm taking this town back

i watch the smoke start to rise
one hundred homes one hundred fires
everything you own now burned away
this town is no longer mine it's fucked with me for the last time
how i wish that i could see your face


. . .



Old man sits at his desk
One year from retiring
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do,
each passing year
The workload grows

I’m always wishing, I’m always wishing too late
For things to come 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

Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe
Even though his joints are clogged with rust

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

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
You spoke for present check
That makes me fucking sick
He's sick of, 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


. . .



[Dallas:]
Look around, look around. There's no affection only infection.
Search yourself, search yourself. Can I depend on you to surrender?

[George:]
And we will storm their shores, by suffocating all they see
Fixating all the *word*
And we'll soon be dust and there will be no ruins
No memory or history, only an unrelenting burst
Side by side we'll comb the earth and sweep it clean
Constant feat unified
The hands of man is no match for, our war-less army

[Chorus]
[Dallas:] Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history, without a trace or a memory
[George:] {And we will strike with the hands of god and leave nothing in our wake} {And we will strike with the hands of god and with a word we'll see fate}

[Dallas:] Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history, without a trace or a memory
[George:] {And we will strike with the hands of god and leave nothing in our wake} {And we will strike with the hands of god as we choke in our wage}

[George:]
There's no chance with hands of god and the numbers just the same
We will persist till all it's worth is a perfect shame
Never a break in the chain
Never a falling of perfect shame
And we will trade our *word*
Still a barren landscape

[All:]
We Are The End
We Are The End

[Chorus]

[Dallas:]
Look around, look around. There's no affection only infection.
Search yourself, search yourself. Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?

[Chorus]


. . .



I said, "Come here, if there is a fire
'cause I want you
to burn first"

She screamed at me, "I want to be desired"
I said, "Easy girl,
I know it hurts"

So, I'll give thanks,
but I am a liar
'cause I got a feeling
I just might get worse

Now there's nothing wrong with you
I'm just tired
And I need you for a brand new curse

You burn first
You burn first
You burn first

"Come here, if there is a fire
'cause I want you
to burn first"

She screamed at me, "I want to be desired"
I said, "Easy girl,
I know it hurts"

So, I'll give thanks,
but I am a liar
'cause I got a feeling
I just might get worse

Now there's nothing wrong with you
I've just grown tired
And I need you for a brand new curse


. . .



[Dallas:]
Look around, look around. There's no affection only infection.
Suit yourself, suit yourself. Can I depend on you to surrender?

[George:]
And we will storm their shores, by suffocating all they see
Fixating all the *word*
And we'll soon be dust and there will be no riots
No memory or history, only an unrelenting burst
Side by side we'll comb the earth and sweep it clean
Constant feat unified
The hands of man is no match for, our war-less army

[Chorus]
[Dallas:] Please tell me that this is the end of the world, it's time to re-erase history, without a trace or a memory
[George:] {And we will strike with the hands of god and leave nothing in our wake} {And we will strike with the hands of god and with a word we'll see fate}

[Dallas:] Please tell me that this is the end of the world, it's time to re-erase history, without a trace or a memory
[George:] {And we will strike with the hands of god and leave nothing in our wake} {And we will strike with the hands of god as we choke in our wage}

[George:]
There's no chance with hands of god and the numbers just the same
We will persist till all it's worth is a perfect shame
Never a break in the chain
Never a falling of perfect shame
And we will trade our *word*
Still a barren landscape

[All:]
We Are The End
We Are The End

[Chorus]

[Dallas:]
Look around, look around. There's no affection only infection.
Suit yourself, suit yourself. Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?

[Chorus]


. . .



YEAH!

This town is going under.

The temperature is through the floor
Your fingers are turning black
There’s a crisis knocking at your door

One nine seven seven
One nine seven seven

You better try to make it home
The snow is getting too deep to drive
your car might be a coffin

One nine seven seven
One nine seven seven

You’re never gonna see the summer,
This season is coming, long and hard.
This town is going under
This season is going to kill us all.

Catch the snowflakes little children
Cause the storm is going bury you alive
???
???

One nine seven seven

This season’s now, and it doesn’t help us
Can’t see, everybody’s blind
This is death to all your friends

One nine seven seven
One nine seven seven

There’s nothing that you can’t do
This weather will never let us through
The sky is going to crush you

One nine seven seven
One nine seven seven

This season’s growing cold
I fear that this could be the end
There’s no sign of hope
We’ve got a crisis on our hands.

The junkie is searching cars
pretty soon he’s gonna need a fix
but the weather’s not gonna let him
???

The season’s holding us all hostage
Better do whatever it demands
We should all know that we’ve got a crisis
We’ve all got frostbitten hands

There’s nothing that you can do
(So long)
The sky is gonna crush you.

This season’s growing cold
I fear that this could be the end
And there’s no sign of hope
We’ve got a crisis on our hands.


. . .



I, I guess, the only thing cheap to you is your friends
You can always make new friends (oh no)
But it's not always worth as much (oh no)
[2x]

Now this bridge is ashes
It might as well have never been built
It might as well have never been built
Little river that it crossed
Looks like an ocean now, looks like an ocean now

Times change and people change with them
Some people love to play the victim
(Love to play the victim)
Your caution to the end
Washed away these few last tears for nothing
(Wasn't all for nothing)
Keep it on wax

Your not the only one
Who's making these sacrifices
Who's making these sacrifices
And time won't heal shit
When you got your hands in my pocket
When you got your hands...

Kick, Kick, Kick
Scream, Scream, Scream
Won't change a god damn thing (It won't change)
Kick, Kick, Kick
Scream, Scream, Scream (A god damn thing)
[2x]

I, I guess, the only thing cheap to you is your friends
I guess, the only thing cheap to you is your friends [3x]

OOOHHH, what a fucking shame
OOOHHH, that you had to mess things up this time

Times change and people change with them
Some people love to play the victim
(Love to play the victim)
Your caution to the end
Washed away these few last tears for nothing
(Wasn't all for nothing)

It's gone, it's gone
There's nothing left
Keep it on wax
[2x]


. . .



I think that it's time to get out
My pictures are fading fast
My bruises just a little bit easier
Dark times these shadows cast

What are you suffering for
You're proud of some kind of personal war
And will you throw it away
For nothing more than the simple taste

[Chorus]
I'll stay in time and watch you pass by (your smile will only take beneath my skin)
I'll draw this line and hope you'll take my side (breathe slow, breathe slow)
You shouldn't have to fight alone (you shouldn't have to fight alone)
It's nobody's battle but your own

There goes me, wake again
From the safe as we get cold
I think its time to kill the drama
This life style's getting old
This bursts behind cold sores
I smile from dark windows
Bloody lies that seem to haunt me
Or maybe I don't really know

There is something
Waiting for me in the darkest
Part of my imagination

[Chorus]
I'll stay in time and watch you pass by (your smile will only take beneath my skin)
I'll draw this line and hope you'll take my side (breathe slow, breathe slow)
You shouldn't have to fight alone (you shouldn't have to fight alone)
It's nobody's battle but your own

This is all self-induced error
Wake up this is just a glimpse
Until I self explode in my head
But, oh baby, I do confess

Oh, there's no relief
Oh, this won't get off of
Oh, there's no relief
Oh, this won't get off of me

I'll stay in time and watch you pass by
I'll draw this line and hope you'll take my side
You shouldn't have to fight alone
It's nobody's battle but your own


. . .



was i left behind, someone tell me, tell me i survived.
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 life.

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'd make an attempt.
sometimes love isn't about how much he worships you.
but how much you're willing to change to suit them.

all my bones are dust
some people do damaged too much, too late
and my heart's sealed with rust
some people do damaged too much, too late
these hands will always be rough
some people do damaged too much, too late
i know this won't count for much
some people do 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.
well 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)
some people do damaged too much, too late
and my heart's sealed with rust (rough hands, rough season)
some people do damaged too much, too late
these hands will always be rough (rough hands, rough days)
some people do damaged too much, too late
i know this won't count for much (rough hands, rough season)
some people do damaged too much, too late


. . .



I don't care, I won't preach it
My god's a reasonable man

You preach the facts of sacred prayers
But your a terrorist of bigotry
Fueled by text that was written
In dead languages and different times

I don't care, I won't preach it
My god's a reasonable man

I don't care, I won't preach it
My god's a reasonable man
I don't care, I won't preach it
My god's a reasonable man
And your dresses, and your lifestyle
My god's a reasonable man
And your faith doesn't speak for us all
'Cause my god's a reasonable man

It's time to separate faith and politics
It's time to realize that in ten-year's time
This war will be all for nothing
This war won't gain for us all

Your problem is that
You think it's no use
And swimming in another christian world
Now you have the balls so show the power
So why's the shit back in human rights?

Get what? get back
My god's a reasonable man
Get what? get back
My god's a reasonable man

Our hands again
They will get sick
All with your politics
By mixing God
This city war, you take all of your
Conflictions to the morgue

Get what? get back

Get what? get back
My god's a reasonable man
Get what? get back
My god's a reasonable man


. . .



I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge,
Don't need your ancient wisdom,
Two things I'll live without.
[x2]

Relax,
(As children rest)
Patience people,
There's no need to react so desperately tonight.
(You don't need to know the things I know)
In fact,
(as children rest)
All of you will be sleeping with honesty intact,
(Our innocence intact)
So just give up tonight.
(If I knew then what I know now, I'd stay six years old)

If you left everything in a moment, would you know this?
Could you rebuild something so hopeless?
Are you hopeless?
And when you wake alone, with no one left to hold,
You wont need to know all the things I know.

Paradise in every swimming pool,
Paradise in every playground slide,
Paradise, fresh baked in a cookie jar.
If I were you, I would defend my innocence visually.
I would fight all that tried to rob me of that.
Because there's some things you just don't need to know.

Tragedy in the dentist's office,
Tragedy in every skinned knee,
Tragedy spilled all over the kitchen floor.

I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge,
Don't need your ancient wisdom,
Two things I'll live without.
[x2]

When you awake alone, with no one left to hold,
You won't need to know all the things I know,
You won't need to know all the things I know,
You won't need to know all the things I know.

I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge,
Don't need your ancient wisdom,
Two things I'll live without.
[x2]


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