"Music For The Murdered"

Lyrics - Murder City

He Doesn't Look Bad, For a Suicide
Mxxxxx
Summer Friend (only one of us will come back alive)

He Doesn't Look Bad, For a Suicide

this is perhaps the last hour
the chandelier rocks gently
the dying flames flicker
ghosts mourn with the night birds
dead trees cast dead shadows
of hands reaching for candles

i lay down to rest
deaths my fantasy
but it remains the same
i survive

stars fade
and fall from the sky
and so will i
but not tonight-
one night
will be my night
but its not tonight


i can not give comfort
for i am wounded
but we are not alone
we survive together

the weight of the world
is making me sink
Lord give me strength
Lord give me strength

distant suns are setting
with no compromise
He has promised all
they will rise

this is what grace is
this is what faith is
this is forgiveness
this is what strength is

one night
will be my night
its not tonight

 

Mxxxxx

never meant to be

you knew all along
you never had the intentions
eyes made of stone
bones made of glass
scared as a coward

october's betrayal
its been a bad year
i should have saw this coming

another dramatic scene
meghan youre killing me

what difference does it make now
its over its done and im left holding the shell
whats one more crack in the wall
there was hope in this there was life
powder and slivers is all that remains

if life is a battle
then this is a war

inside me the dead lay
i know all their names

each is a memory
meghan youre killing me

i shudder at these images
love or obsession
i cant tell the difference
dreaming dreams that the world is fine
no echos of the reality
its just me, its just me and you
its just me, its just me and you

can you hear me, am i screaming
am i screaming, loud enough

a picture-perfect
'i love you'
cold and in tears
we'd have it no other way
our last night together
a beautiful way to end today

 

Summer Friend (Only One of Us Will Come Back Alive)

i woke up today
it must mean im alive
an empty bed and bleeding heart
into the elements

mornings are colder now
summer warmth abondoned
like summer friends

i did not intend to live
but i will face the world
and the price thats on my head

im a marked man
hunted, followed
im wanted dead

summer friend

killers surround me
razors and tounges
the days end, damnation

still stand tall
into the enemy
youve done me wrong
oh my summer friend

only one one of us
will come back alive

i was wounded
still broken
what choice did i have, kill or be killed
my life my faith my love my will
i loved them, i killed them
my summer friends are dead


 

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