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The Blood Brothers

Every Breath Is A Bomb

 

Every Breath Is A Bomb

(álbum: Burn Piano Island, Burn - 2003)


(Fake fake flowers, fake funeral)

This room is a fluorescent tomb:
It's brazen bulbs mimic death's hyena croon
He pulls on her wires, she jerks to attention
She's animated again, she's talking to a hypodermic reflection

We've watched it all from the window ledge...
The nurses offer their condolences...
Tongue's flapping I can't make out your tone
Our hearts beat in slow motion

If we make it to the final scene... (fake flowers! fake tomb!)
Show me the sapphire pit (fake flowers! fake tomb!)
Peel the candy crust off my body (fake flowers! fake tomb!)
Throw in the brittle skeleton... (fake flowers! fake tomb!)

Can you inject love's tender touch back into the gang bang?
Can you knit the stiletto back in, into the bloodstain?
Can you put the bite back into the beast you've broken, tied and tamed?
Can you crease the wrinkles back into the cracked and open brain?

So doctor won't you pull the fucking plug?
Oh, won't you cut the cord?
'Cause you can't put the life back into this hospital ward

Say won't you pull the plug, say won't you cut the cord!
Say won't you pull the plug, say won't you cut the cord!
Say won't you pull the plug, say won't you cut the cord!
Say won't you pull the plug, say won't you cut the cord!

Now she's gonna make it out ok...
But she's shaking like a revolution...
And she stares at the fire all day...
Mumbling to herself...

"And every hole has a snake in it...
And every crotch is a Siamese gun
Every sunshine hides a cancerous chime
When every breath is a bomb."

I'd like to take my arms, wrap them around you like a flesh canopy
I'd like to take my hand, place it somewhere between my shoulders and neck
But I'm afraid your brittle bones would break
And I can hear the black out orchestra singing...
Can you hear 'em singing? Can you hear 'em? Can you?!

Can you inject love's tender touch back into the gang bang?
Can you knit the stiletto back in, into the bloodstain?
Can you put the bite back into the beast you've broken, tied and tamed?
Can you crease the wrinkles back into the cracked and open brain?

So doctor won't you pull the fucking plug?
Oh, won't you cut the cord?
'Cause you can't put the life back into this hospital ward

So doctor won't you pull the fucking plug?
Won't you cut the cord?
'Cause you can't put the life back into this hospital ward

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