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Chiodos
Chiodos


Background information
Origin Davison, Michigan, USA
Genre(s) Post-Hardcore
Symphonic metal
Screamo
Years active 2001—present
Label(s) Equal Vision Records
Associated acts Isles & Glaciers
The Sound of Animals Fighting
Cinematic Sunrise
DRUGS
Yesterdays Rising
Website Website
Members
Brandon Bolmer
Pat McManaman
Jason Hale
Matt Goddard
Bradley Bell
Tanner Wayne
Former members
Derrick Frost
Craig Owens
Crosby Clark
Dane Spencer



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Chiodos Album


Bone Palace Ballet (09/04/2007)
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Listen up sweetie
we all know that you're a beautiful girl
in this horrible world
and this suggestion of horror
the portraits on the walls

the look in your eyes
they always seem to follow

the look in your eyes
they always seem to follow me

out of tune this tale of terror
the slow tolling of the funeral bell
i want to know whats going on in that
pretty little head of yours
everyday is a bone palace ballet

biting the flesh from your finger
you know i just just cant help myself
i wish it were believe
but belief is a graveyard
may this light never see morning
its finally what were not

maybe you're the one thats overrated.
strike and scream much too horrified
to speak

out of tune this tale of terror
the slow tolling of the funeral bell
i want to know whats going on in that
pretty little head of yours
everyday is a bone palace ballet

this morning i woke up
i rubbed my eyes and i
took a quick glance around the room
and saw what happened here last night
there was blood on the walls
and the sheets smelled like sweat and sex
we have narrowed it down to a butcher knife
and the mockingbird with the blood.

out of tune this tale of terror
the slow tolling of the funeral bell
i want to know whats going on in that
pretty little head of yours
everyday is a bone palace ballet


. . .



The fields are near and they wont trust the air with secrets
i can't stop holding this treasure in my arms
for all the water in the ocean could never turn
this world's lungs from black to white

let them say. let them say. let them say what they please

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that.
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go
you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that.
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to lose you

we went on drinking, celebrating something
i looked at you and said that i'm forever yours
you looked at me and said oh the idea of being in love
the idea. the idea. of being forever. yeah.

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go
you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to lose you

screaming from the inside of me, lonely and pleading phantasm
we only get what we see; gazing so desperately
between the things that we fear; gazing so desperately
alive with illusions; were watching segregating illusions
between the things that we see and the things that we fear
no no it wont make this easier.

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go
you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to lose you

even if you want me to let go honey...


. . .



(feat. Nick Martin from Underminded)

i'm right here in front of you and i can't stop sh-sh-shaking
i can't stop sh-sh-shaking. come on and hold me still

did my heart love until now cause i feel as though
i've never seen beauty till this night
i'm forever, yeah, i'm forever yours.

you're wearing your skin like it's too tight.

and after all; with that takes some pride be the one that she installs.
and after all; we were infinite for a moment
Yes, that one girl here that we'll be there by her conscious
in a world where every girl wants to be a model
what's wrong babe? did daddy not give you enough attention.

did my heart love until now cause i feel that
i've never seen beauty till this night
i'm forever, yeah, i'm forever yours

take back what's mine. just leave me in it
and everything that i believe in.
shes shaking. shes shaking. please act surprised.
shes shaking. shes shaking. please act surprised.
shes shaking. shes shaking. please act surprised.
shes shaking. shes shaking.

and after all; with that takes some pride be the one that she is installs.
and after all; we were infinite for a moment
and after all; we were infinite for a moment
and after all; we were infinite for a moment


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We make the sun shine, we make come on
move with me. move with me.

don't you think i could tell that you were trying to, trying to
make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.
don't you think i could tell that you were trying to, trying to
make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.

To remember who you really are.

it's so easy to get lost in constantly having to present
whatever face you believe a person wants to see rather than your own.

yet we hesitate to surrender all of our insecurities
move with me. move with me.
only the ones we are most comfortable relinquishing
move with me. move with me.

don't you think i could tell that you were trying to, trying to
make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.
don't you think i could tell that you were trying to, trying to
make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.

such a paradox,
isn't it, isn't it
[x5]


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I'm not the one that you want, i'll only let you down.
and i'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
and you can save it all
i'm just feeling sorry for my

i think it's every time i look into a room
pure silence so sudden but i sooth to hear it

context saying that you are the rain on the parade
and how long could you hang on to a word
tell me how long how could you hang on to a word

i'm not the one that you want; i'll only let you down.
and i'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
and you can save it all
i'm just feeling sorry for myself

but maybe it's all eyes on you; in love with ego and attention
the eyes that are just begging me for more
this is gone and i can see it.
your head is full of words, full of words that don't mean anything

and how long could you hang on to a word
tell me how long could you hang on to a word

i'm not the one that you want; i'll always let you down.
and i'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
and you can save it all
i'm just feeling sorry for myself

i'm not the one that you want; i'll always let you down.
and i'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
and you can save it all
i'm just feeling sorry for myself


. . .



I dropped all of my lovers.
I stood up and screamed 'I'm in love!'

You gave it to me through the eyes, hatred.
Centuries deep and true.
I was wrong, graceless, and sick.
All of the things that I had learned had been wasted.

There was no living creature as foul as I,
and all of my poems were false.
I could feel my soul, dropping down through the mattress.
I had to leap up before it hit the floor.
and I'm so alone.

Illumination held out in front of my reaching arms.
The darker things get the better i see.
I'm so alone and so are you,
we all live and die that way.

You gave it to me through the eyes, hatred.
Centuries deep and true.
I was wrong, graceless, and sick.
All of the things that I had learned had been wasted.

There was no living creature as foul as I,
and all of my poems were false.
There was no living creature as foul as I...
I could feel my soul, dropping...
I could feel my soul, dropping down...


. . .



I'd like to take this time to detach my jaw,
And really take a look. I think that I'm tired.
Put away this old guitar and on my way
I'll hang my vocal cords up on the door.

If I could just do these things
(if I could do these things)
If I could maybe do these things
Each and every day wouldn't pass
The way that they so often do
That they so often do
Maybe just maybe
Life would be everything we wanted it to be.

I could even peel the skin right off my face
And blow a chance with the cartilage of my nose
Just to show you how to really move

I'll show you how to really move

If I could just do these things
If I could maybe do these things
Each and every day wouldn't pass
The way that they so often do
That they so often do
Maybe just maybe
Life would be everything we wanted it to be.

I'll show you how to really move
I'll show you how to really move

If I could just do these things
(if I could do these things)
If I could maybe do these things
Each and every day wouldn't pass
The way that they so often do
That they so often do
Maybe just maybe
Life would be everything we wanted it to be.


. . .



you keep tugging on my shirt
just to pull me closer
one single step at a time
your skin against mine
i can just feel you under me
fit to be tight

fit to be tight
fit to be
fit to be tight

i feel weak
grown in wide open spaces
we turn ourselves inside out
expose what were afraid to see
and i know what you're thinking
i told myself
you keep pulling
you keep pulling

now grown up petrified i think
no no you don't mean it
you simply say it
because you like the way that it sounds

i feel weak
grown in wide open spaces
we turn ourselves inside out
expose what were afraid to see
and i know what you're thinking

i feel weak
and I give up
and I give up
tell me why
go on and
and tell me
tell me
tell me why
tell me
tell me
i feel weak


. . .



In the moment that she left the room the album started skipping
goodbye to beauty shared with the ones that you love
a shadow that is fallin' over this town
a shadow that is fallin' over this town

attention all of my worst critics who were once the best of friends
your rapture grows on the power of
two romantic speculations
two romantic specula-tions!

sighting them shape shifting
dissolve into the darkness
a final opinion is of less value than an appreciation of
intolerance for obscurity

the actors told me that
their pianos are playin' at once through the dust
i found it difficult
my sight meant to keep 'em blotted out
to keep 'em blotted out and out and out

two romantic speculations
two romantic specula-tions!

sighting them shape shifting
dissolve into the darkness
a final opinion is of less value than an appreciation of
intolerance

a shadow that is fallin' over this town [x6]
[in background]
how can you still love me
there's better, there's better
better things
there's better things to love
there's better things to love
a shadow that is fallin' over this
a shadow fallin' over
a shadow that is fallin'
a shadow that is fallin' on me

sighting them shape shifting
dissolve into the darkness
a final opinion is of less value than an appreciation of
intolerance

sighting them shape shifting
dissolve into the darkness
a final opinion is of less value than an appreciation of

as if we were a dream!


. . .



(feat. Nick Martin from Underminded)

My eyes are blistered with the guilt of our past
The memories that we would have

Now that you've turned the world against me
I'm only trying to win them back

With my eyes sewn shut
To shut down and bathe in these words about me
And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun
Standing alone with your eyes to the sun

Stand in heaven, in love
Let's try this out together
Worlds are ruined this way
And we've all been there time and time again

The final battle; you always seem so still
And I will see you someday again in the clouds
And I will see you someday again in the clouds

All the world's a stage
And all the world's a stage

With my eyes sewn shut
To shut down and bathe in these words about me
And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun
Standing alone with your eyes to the sun

Stand in heaven, in love
Let's try this out together
Worlds are ruined this way
And we've all been there time and time again

TIME

My eyes are blistered with the guilt of our past
And what we would say

And all the world's a stage
I existed because I dreamed and well, I dream no more
I've given up on the entire human race

[Spoken:]
Empty is the sky before the sun comes up
Empty is the eyes of animals in cages
Empty are the faces of women in mourning
When everything has been taking from them
Me? Don't ask me about empty


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