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The Bronx Album



2003
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Dry the blood I'm done feeling the separation I'm sick of your dried blood this is self contreol stop this standard it never stops it's not gonna stop the shame you feel when you're alone tragic non stop wake up and die madness weak will dead weight is not the answer i tried for years just to finalize i tried to cut the vein instead dry the blood dry the blood separation done stops this standard it never stops it never stops the shame you feel when you're alone someone stop the bleeding fall in love alone tell me there is a balance that is self control stop this standard someone stop the bleeding addictions i have gone cold give me sense of balance that isn't self control can someone stop the bleeding addictions i control someone stop the bleeding someone stop the bleeding.

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Yeah, I don't think I'm alive
Dead footsteps
Another outcast screaming alone:
"God help me"
Give me what you want
Give me what you need
I'll take it all
Stand, fall
Lost out, baby
Yes, I know

It's not a secret
A false alarm
Another front page lie
Disguised to help me burn

Another year of research
Stand still
Turn on the lights, baby
Show me your scars
Salvation
Give me audio
Give me visual overload
So slow
Lost out, baby
Yes, I know

Yeah, everyone is suspect
Everyone deserts
Sometimes
Another loss
I'm feeling alone

It's not a secret
A false alarm
It's not a secret
It's not a sad song
Another front page lie
Disguised to help me burn
God help us
False alarm

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She liked my drugs i liked her hair she's like a god cuz she don't care she had to watch her little brother die what a great disguise skies are falling so you paint your picture well you can paint one thousand because it makes no difference vicariously we crave disease i don't love you you wish i did skies are falling so you paint your pictures well you can paint a thousand because it makes no difference an overdose bleeding our your nose my heaart is lost baptized in my hate bats! the way you make me chase belief you scream poem into my ear so insincere cut off my ears skies are falling so you paint your pictures you can paint one thousand it makes no difference

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Not enough not enough i will never be another dead love another vice show me what lies can teach me another reason for a rusted heart another reason time stands alone another reason for blank affection couldn't stand to be sad alone i shouldn't have another pain prescription but i'm not gonna turn it down a young voice in a desperate scream creates substance that i need from you all this is just a way for you to push out pain push it out on me it's all this is just therapy for you that's all this is i'm not enough i'm not enough i never will be another vice another lie another dead love consumes me another reason lets you fall apart at the feet of someone else's hearet i couldn't wait to try and pick up the pieces i'm no good at picking up my own i don't need another cheap sedation but i'm not gonna turn it down another shot at salvation dies you can see yourself inside my eyes all this is just a way for you to push it out pain push it out on me cause all this is just therapy for you that's all this is giving it back giving it back throw it away throw it away threw it away threw it away all this is just a way for you to push out pain push it out on me all this is just therapy for you that's all this is giving it back giving it back

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All the years I placed blame put a crown on my head I spent days pointing out what my mind was reading no one will ever tell me why because we live the same lie unexcused so we kill ourselves let go gotta pretend I don't know look back pulling mistakes from the past hold on to fake inspiration retrace all the lies you misplaced now I know that i'm fucked cuz i'm not protected I realize I create walls until I feel a purpose no one will ever tell me why cuz we live the same lie self create misdirection without shame let go gotta pretend I don't know look back pulling mistakes from the past hold to to fake inspiration retrace all the lies you misplaced I can't explain the way it feels when your heart stops everything I thought would set me free was just bullshit I sold myself I can't breathe let go gotta pretend I don't know look back pulling mistakes from the past hold on to fake inspiration retrace all the lies you misplaced hold on

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You say that you got the answers
You heard them all on the telephone
And now you're telling everybody
A major coup in the business zone

We got new thoughts, new ideas it's all so groovy
It's just a shame that we all seen the same old movies

And now you think that you got a first in fashion
New uniforms we all look the same
A new vogue for the now generation
A new profit in the same old game

We got new thoughts, new ideas it's all so groovy
It's just a shame that we all seen the same old movies

And you think you can run and hide what you've done?
Don't you know no one cares after the first million?
Come on!

And now you think that you got a first in fashion
New uniforms we all look the same
A new vogue for the now generation
A new profit in the same old game

Come on! We got new thoughts, new ideas we're all so groovy
It's just a shame that we all seen the same old movies

So you think you can run & hide what you've done
don't you know no one cares after the first million
Come on!

It's a shame 'cause not everybody wants to look the same
And not everybody wants to think the same
And not everybody wants to act the same
And I say everybody don't wanna to be the same

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