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Underoath
Underoath


Background information
Origin Tampa, Florida, USA
Genre(s) Metalcore
Post-Hardcore
Years active 1997—present
Label(s) Tooth & Nail Records
Solid State Records
Associated acts Norma Jean
This Runs Through
The Almost
Maylene and the Sons of Disaster
Sullivan
Winter Solstice
To Speak of Wolves
Website Website
Members
Daniel Davison
Spencer Chamberlain
Timothy McTague
Grant Brandell
Christopher Dudley
James Smith



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Underoath Album


Live at Koko (03/11/2010)
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Someone has sown me shut
And tied me to a bed
They locked me up, locked me up
Oh, God!
This is where they all
Throw me to the wolves
Dragged behind and trampled on
I can't keep clawing at the jaws of hell
The silence is killing me
Nothing to calm the nerve
Nothing to calm the nerve
Write down my thoughts
And read me my rights
Repeat, repeat, repent and repeat
The cycle never really ends
'Till they admit that it's real
The cycle never really ends
'Till they admit, they admit that it's real
Everything, everything is leaving me wondering
I'm I hate that I'm questioning everything, everything
This is how it seems to me
I've drowned myself in self-regret
This is how I wanna be
This can't be how I wanna be
This is spinning perfect little circles
And that's all that they know
They just spin in perfect little circles
And that's all that they know, all that they know
Nothing's right, just left alone
Sinking in will be just fine
None of them will ever know
None of them will ever know
Nothing's right, just left alone
Sinking in will be just fine
None of them will ever know
None of them will ever know
Nothing's right, just left alone
Sinking in will be just fine
None of them will ever know
None of them will ever know

. . .


Wake up Wake up My God,
this is not a test and it's not too late to come clean
Get it off your chest
So steady your hand before your face and concentrate
there's got to be some stable ground left to walk on

So tear another page from the book
Are you asleep or just alone
clear this room from your lungs
and pull yourself together man

On your back, you're sleeping in a bed shame
Let the light breathe some new life into this room
It's what keeps you coming back
Made up of insatiable taste
Bury your head in your hands and sink into yourself

Just what are you so afraid of
You're staring truth in the face, so come on down

You're busy living now aren't you
You're busy making vows
You're coming unglued
Time is shorter than you know
I know the light is blinding to the naked eye, so why don't you take
steps away from being alone I swear it's not too late for you

It's all worth reaching for the hand to pull you out
Wake and step outside you box
Wake up

. . .


At the end of it all
We will be sold for parts
We will try to rebuild
But we ate it all away
All ambitions now run dry
Someone stop this thing, turn it off
In search of new life
Nothing will be left to walk this earth again
Turn it off…
Our hopes and dreams
Will be swallowed
We always said it wouldn’t end up like this
We will be the new ice age
We will be the new plague
Disguised as a colony
We will wipe them all away
Feast your eyes
Or just rip ‘em out
This is it for us
It’s time to panic
We always said it wouldn’t end
It wouldn’t end up like this
We are the cancer
We are the virus
Tell me it’s not too late

. . .


so lets not even try, you're right.
lets ball it up and throw it out the window
its becoming all so clear in my mind
I've thought this thing through more than once or twice.
I feel that this Is my last request to you.

hold your breath
bottle it up and save it for the next one
its safe to say we've been writtin' this all night

None of this will ever change your mind.
It's never safe to Rely on borrowed time.
Now we're both undone, and it's time to open up your eyes.

Consequence, it's our need in times like these.
Feeling free...it's our modern disease. Your a classic disaster, with a
Knack for losing your
Exterior. (I'm so sick)...from staring at the mirror.

This all needs a break from you, and I'm used to this.

I fear that I am just an end.
So you play the mistaken...and I'll play the victim in our screenplay of
Desire...I'm still writing the letters
I'll never send.

running in circles I can't forget how many times I've played this in my mind
feelin' free, feelin' free

Consequence, it's our need in times like these.
Feeling free...it's our modern disease. Your a classic disaster, with a
Knack for losing your exterior. (I'm so sick)...from staring at the mirror.

This is my panic... This is my call to arms.

. . .


Just drifting along with the world
Every motion is paranoid and paralyzing
Give it up or give ‘em hope
Let us all survive the wake
We, we’re a race, a human race
Under the glass behind it all
Watch us crawl so fearfully
I might be wrong after all
But weren’t we just so delicate yesterday
Sit back and think about it
Sleep it off, sleep on it
Come to, and make your motions
Listen up
There’s a calling ahead
A desperation
A falling of man
We are all lost in the sound of separation
Hands in the air and love at our sides
There’s gotta be something bigger
With the beating in our throats
And the tremble in our grip
This can’t be it
I’ll come up for peace
I’ll come down for truth
I’ll give in, I’ll give up for you
The floors are shaking
And we’ve lost our step
Oh Lord, have mercy on us all

. . .


I'm no leader I'm just a mess
It's not the way it's supposed to be
It's just the way that it is
I'm afraid we are all victims here
And the one whose in charge
I've lead us all astray again
Oh, how the plot thickens!
Are we too far gone?
We always assume the worst
I'm afraid no ones listening anymore
I'm freaking out
I'm so sick
I'm making me sick
Don't look down
The only thing in my way is myself
I'm just thinking out loud
How can I still be alive
I shoulda been gone so long ago
I can't get away from it all
I messed up like I always do
I gave you nothing
I took you nowhere
You're still listening
The world around me
Has taken a turn for the worst
I'm left alone
Climbing to the top
Should I jump should I stay
Can I make another day
I am the one whose wrong
God forgive me

. . .


speak up.
my ears are growing weary.
I'll sing this to the end.
and watch the waves crash over me.

not too muuch to overcome with enough time to turn it all around.
in a picture perfect scenery, I've become a stick figure illustration.

my eyes roll back and focus on what's ahead.
I can still stand if you lend a hand to brace me.

I'll take this on my own.

. . .


The time has come for you
to sit this out
To fit inside your mold
would be to sell myself short

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
is now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)

Oh, my story's growing, and growing it is
on my last request
Don't make me feel so contradicting
There's no room for cheating and being yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in thier mouth

And on the last hour
we write so many new chapters again
And on the outside
where there are no surprises

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
is now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)

Oh, it's getting longer
(and longer come on')
to see it through their eyes
would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night, after night
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth

Taste and see... I swear I know what's good
Be still and know that they won't... lie to you, every
single time you're facing lies

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
is now filling up to our necks

COME ON!

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
is now filling up to our necks
(We see everything)
(I knew we'd save you) We see, (We see), We see everything
(I've knew I loved...) We see, (We see), We see everything

(I know why you never take your eyes off me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing)
I know why you never take your eyes off me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing

I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon
(We see everything)

This ground we tread upon
(We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon
We see...

. . .


I'm the desperate
And you're the savior
There's been something else
Talkin' in my ear
Someone save me
When I Speak It begins to decay
I'm not about to bury myself
Oh, God! My hands are shaking again
Calm down! Now I can't feel the floor
And my vision takes it's toll on me

Oh, God! It's racing through my veins
I'm afraid there must be some kinda mistake
Oh, I'm in over my head again
reach in and grab a hold of me
I'm so scared that I've started to slip
They say that I'll never change
I'll prove them wrong
It's over
I hear the calling but its passing through
Clean me up show me how to live
Tear me down
Let me start again

. . .


Held captive, I'm a prisoner
In the back room where the water leaks and I'm oh, so cold
Command me on what to do, but we both know neither you or I are in
control

There's nothing left for me here
I'm grabbing on to what's left of this hole.
It's all too real this can't be happening

Never again, ever again, will I say I'm Ok
I'm scared of the fate that will become mine

No time to talk you know the drill

Under my desk this can't be it
I'm only dreaming, I've got to be dreaming
but I can't get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange (x2)

It's so funny how we see things so clear
when we have no time left to live

So lay back now and take it in
I won't say a word. I won't say anything

I can't believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
and feel like it's going to blow
I think we're all going to blow

Under my desk this can't be it
I'm only dreaming, I've got to be dreaming
but I can't get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange

I've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
Please don't wake me up
This is the end

. . .


I’ve been crawling around in the dark for a while.
Sprawled out across the floor.
Not collecting dust anymore.
Define me a parasite. Define my host.
Trapped beneath the floor.
I slowly waste away.
Now I pull my frail body into the chair.
And look me in the face.
Oh, disappointments, so disappointing.
This may be my last one.
It’s gonna be good and hard.
It might be a touch out of key.

When this thing breaks. I will be you, you will be me.
I’m afraid that this is really happening.
Let’s hope this is short lived and riddled with dizzy

Oh, God the noise! Is ringing in my ear.
It’s so unclear. I hear them talking.
But can’t make out the words.
Speak up. Speak clear.

God, where have I been.
I’m terrible company. With zero apologies.

While I sink to the bottom.
I’ll sing out as it fills with water.
I hope I’ve done enough.

I’m worn out.
I’m worn thin.
I will never break through.
Let me out

. . .


Good God, if your song leaves our lips
If your work leaves our hands
Then we will be wonders and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are
How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears
Let us, because we all have eyes
How they knew that this would happen
We’re so run down
Good God! Can you still get us home…
How can we still get home
I’m not dreaming
We’re forgetting our forgiveness

. . .


I've been up at this all night long
I've been drowning in my sleep
I've prayed for your safe place
And it's time for us to leave

Time is running, it's running on empty
And the gas is running out
I've decided tonight is the night
That I let love aside
Full speed ahead this seems to be the place
I've seen this once before
Planned perfection sought in my dreams
Hoping this would take you home

My knuckles have turned to white
There's no turning back tonight
Kiss me one last time

Around this turn where the cross will cast your shadow
The people will all gather
To remember such a day where the flames grew as high
As trees
And the world stopped for you and me

My knuckles have turned to white
There's no turning back tonight
Kiss me one last time
[Shut your eyes]

My knuckles have turned to white
There's no turning back tonight
[So hold on tight]
Kiss me one last time
[Shut your eyes]

I will now bring new meaning to the word alone
Endless nights of dreaming of life
And the days we should have spent here

Drowning in my sleep, I'm drowning in my sleep [x2 alone]

Glass shatters and comes to a halt
I thought we'd be there by now
I thought it would be so much quicker than this

Pain has never been so brilliant
I made sure you were buckled in
Now you can walk hand in hand with him

My knuckles have turned to white
There's no turning back tonight
Kiss me one last time
[Shut your eyes]

My knuckles have turned to white
There's no turning back tonight
[So hold on tight] [x2]
Kiss me one last time
[Shut your...]

. . .


maybe we, why don't we sit right here for half an hour?
we'll speak of what a waste I am and how we missed your beat again.

I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place.
to bridge the gap of this concious state that we live in.
I'm short on time.

how come you try and fit the shape of what they tell you.
but mostly what they show you.
I'm taking back all the things I said.
keep me filled in, I swear I'll come.

we walk alone, back home.

you're almost gone and I'm okay to give you time to be afraid.
I still see your shadow but never your face again.
I remember your presence.

I hope to God you come down.
I hope to God you feel this now.

I know there must be some way out of here and all of them will be
waiting there.

. . .


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