Lyric Killer s Lullaby
I m sittin at a coffe table unable to see straight
Watchin parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-soaked window pane the scene s bleak
Another train leaving home, concending defeat with a low moan
Hangin in a sy made of stone, everybody s leavin home
Called my man Jerome to come and meet me in the twilight zone
Leave ya mobile phone at home and come alone
I bouht him coffe an a snack, settled back, started speakin
He was tweakin at the peak of his hat while I m seekin
to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not to cover my mistakes, try to maybe make sense
f the eveidence, It s over
She d gone for good why should I lie
Singin a killer s lullaby
Indentified by the dying ring of a goodbye
The last thing ya hear before ya life disappear
"Is it better when you see her?"
Nah, it just gets worse like my stomach ll burst
Feels like I been cursed with seven centuries
Of bitter memories, Inadequacies of previous he s and she s
I m movin round this old house for the last time
Scene of my past crimes, been her for lifetimes
Hearin the chimes of that old clock that useta mock
You got eternity for takin stock, this place is like a padlock
You look shocked, trust me. Nuthin ever moves but the dust
There s just us and I m here to torment and tease
An that s how it was for centureis, me and my memories
til you bought the keys, took a coupla Saturdays
An; moved in runnin from tragedies an boozin
Seven hundred years since I came her you appear
Same hair, same quizzical stare
I couldn t get near and the sheer frustration
Was more than I could bear, I was really cursed
Thought I d been through the worst part,
That was just first part, just the start
Everynight I d be sittin with dread pickin my heart
In case the man she been chasin gets to first base
An I just can t escape. I m in bad shape
You makin love to someone else is more than i can take
So I make all the movement I can, to no avail
Scream an yell sinkin deeper in my own personal hell
I m gettin heated I m sorry, have another coffee
I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece
Of this pressure, unless an excape route is found
I m goin down, underground into lifetaimes of pain
It s absurd, the heaviest chain is contained in the sound of one word
So I m referred back to hell. Just as well i hate needles
an get twinges at the thought of syringes
I move quick I wanna try my trick one last time
you know it s possible to vaguely define my outline,
when dust move and the sun shine
So I try to change vibrate myself to near human pitch,
which reminds me how i used to come unstitched,
and switch round the house in a blind rage,
it took years and an ocean of tears
to find the key to this cage,
advance another stage into a new age.
It s difficult to gauge,
but I know i ll see you again, on that you can depend,
I just dont know how or when.
Sleep on my last love, i m gone.
Watchin parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-soaked window pane the scene s bleak
Another train leaving home, concending defeat with a low moan
Hangin in a sy made of stone, everybody s leavin home
Called my man Jerome to come and meet me in the twilight zone
Leave ya mobile phone at home and come alone
I bouht him coffe an a snack, settled back, started speakin
He was tweakin at the peak of his hat while I m seekin
to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not to cover my mistakes, try to maybe make sense
f the eveidence, It s over
She d gone for good why should I lie
Singin a killer s lullaby
Indentified by the dying ring of a goodbye
The last thing ya hear before ya life disappear
"Is it better when you see her?"
Nah, it just gets worse like my stomach ll burst
Feels like I been cursed with seven centuries
Of bitter memories, Inadequacies of previous he s and she s
I m movin round this old house for the last time
Scene of my past crimes, been her for lifetimes
Hearin the chimes of that old clock that useta mock
You got eternity for takin stock, this place is like a padlock
You look shocked, trust me. Nuthin ever moves but the dust
There s just us and I m here to torment and tease
An that s how it was for centureis, me and my memories
til you bought the keys, took a coupla Saturdays
An; moved in runnin from tragedies an boozin
Seven hundred years since I came her you appear
Same hair, same quizzical stare
I couldn t get near and the sheer frustration
Was more than I could bear, I was really cursed
Thought I d been through the worst part,
That was just first part, just the start
Everynight I d be sittin with dread pickin my heart
In case the man she been chasin gets to first base
An I just can t escape. I m in bad shape
You makin love to someone else is more than i can take
So I make all the movement I can, to no avail
Scream an yell sinkin deeper in my own personal hell
I m gettin heated I m sorry, have another coffee
I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece
Of this pressure, unless an excape route is found
I m goin down, underground into lifetaimes of pain
It s absurd, the heaviest chain is contained in the sound of one word
So I m referred back to hell. Just as well i hate needles
an get twinges at the thought of syringes
I move quick I wanna try my trick one last time
you know it s possible to vaguely define my outline,
when dust move and the sun shine
So I try to change vibrate myself to near human pitch,
which reminds me how i used to come unstitched,
and switch round the house in a blind rage,
it took years and an ocean of tears
to find the key to this cage,
advance another stage into a new age.
It s difficult to gauge,
but I know i ll see you again, on that you can depend,
I just dont know how or when.
Sleep on my last love, i m gone.
