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Nothing Important Happened Today

by Emma Ate the Lion

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    1. Patterns and Fingerprints
    2. Viscus Intuition
    3. Dear Captain
    4. Two Vain Too Let the Blood Flow
    5. Viral Extensions
    6. Capillaries Bursting Like Fireworks
    7. Cough Medicine

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1.
(Chorus) Until we see the lines, of your Hands that bare the crime of Silently waiting, desperately shaking With eyes grown dull, through all this And ghostly white, through all this We start to see these scares will remain permanent Now as shadows fade And our words loose cut Oh we're so compulsive We're so compulsive Awkwardness sets in It's the start of the end Of all this Colors gone to gray And I'll write it down again Until we know I've been the violent And shown my teeth again And I've been the pacifist And hid in, sleep for days Avoiding the siren sound All hands on deck Gentlemen man your guns It's gonna be a long, long night (chorus) I'll sew the holes shut Through all this Trace it all back Through all this But the gaps have seen To much passing debris I never thought these images could rip me apart at the seams Yet you stayed claiming regret Trust me honey This is something that you'll never forget This is something that you'll never forget We're So Compulsive Until we forget this Know i was relentless To hold this out I never thought these images could rip me apart
2.
Cut this in two I'm finding it hard to breathe, out of this cathedral This is a wreck An unconscious mess Of all that we feel, of all we But the plight of our mothers And grief of our fathers demand Oh it's high strung time again Cut this in two He asked 'why so shaky?' Is it just too much caffeine? Or a sense of instability? I don't know Do you think that I know? NO Tell the truth I've come this far And to be completely honest It's ripping me all apart An ode to my appendages And a sense of self-loathing That I've learned to nurse so well This frame has been splintered And where covering it in kerosene (chorus) Enter your color schemes Enter the coward we know so well Enter your color schemes Show me the hours where in this hell I've been asleep, for so damn long Just to wake up screaming again And to my didactic schemes Those beliefs, inept themes That I've never learned to live by myself This frame has been broken And baby girl I'm on fire again. (Chorus) Oh please, I've swallowed this non-sense for close to a decade Lately, inflict mass bruising, disguise as the wounded ALL HAIL HYPOCRISY (chorus)
3.
Dear Captain 04:38
Digging all these holes Frantic and eccentric Dear captain lets get to the bottom of this My eyes have gone astray Hands have gotten shaky, and you've fallen asleep Stand your ground boy, and prove how your far gone (chorus) Bury Me! Inside! All these memories Answer me! I'm Right! Everything's for show Call off the search for the night Our captains done nothing Oh what these hands have done... It'll be a cold day in hell When we... It'll be a COLD day in hell When we, show ourselves for what we really are (chorus)* Sealing all the exit wounds, taking it back Color of your complexions faded and sad Don't say a word Your vocal chords cracking We've heard it all before Don't. Say. A. Word. I'm just sitting here taking my time Lets start this all again Good morning sunshine Where have you been? Bringing on the laughter But eventually disaster Slowly, the tick of the clock is still The wicked witch of the west is dressed to kill Step on through the door but apparently nobodies in the house. Slip into a dream, my conscience is fading out. My conscience is wearing out. Is fading out. My conscience is wearing out. CALLS FOR RAIN TODAY!
4.
At-tent, your sorry ordinance are failing nightly Secure the tone of your voice Give it all a chance We can give it all a chance to create something more (Chorus) "So where do we go now When your faults remain the same How many people will it take till we all fall down Take it slow Take it Slow Your regrets fading off Take it Slow You'll regret" Through confusion we'll break apart We're the only ones to blame It'll all end up the same As we ignite ourselves bright (Chorus) In suit These lines just seem to never connect Messages torn apart across a dark blue landscape With broken intent Trough all different accents Your vessels been commandeered for your own good This vessels been commandeered am i understood? Martyred as the salty wind burns our eyes. You've been caught up You've been pulled down Your tongue has been stolen now Plauged by silences Till the end
5.
Hold, Now it's time to relate To a broken picture frame With an image that's gone away To Touch, would be to paint ourselves red Calling all attention to the targets on our heads Gun Shot Exile, Bury Me Blood shot Denial, Bury Me Begin with your cosmic relapse Your selfish sense has left the room And sanity starts to crack Begin, oh just paint ourselves red Calling all attention to the targets on our head Gun Shot Exile, Bury Me Blood shot Denial, Bury Me (Chorus) I failed to mention All the viral extensions that are breaking us apart And oh as we start to realize All the cataracts over our eyes That are making ourselves blind...
6.
Oh these young eyes have seen a lot From start to the end And death is what he fears not, love. But he shrieks at the sirens outside his room again Oh he shrieks at the sirens outside his room again You'll awaken in total bliss Through ruby, ruby red you'll see the world a new again It's not ending quite like this boy It's not ending quite like this boy (chorus) Father will I see you again The sight brother found is just terrifying, breathe Father will I speak of this again Resting my head under the flash of the blue and red You prescribed me a sense of security As your hands clench the bed frame your knuckles turned a solid white The terror in your voice is horrifying And it's causing my will to fade It's causing my will to fade Hold your eyes shut From the wreckage Cut the seams to to finally see that this will be the death of me Cut the seams to to finally see that this will be the death of me Cold Goodnight beacon (chorus) God dam Boy just give it up White flag Head down And eyes shut
7.
Call it off Your hesitation is uninviting Now as islands discourse from the center Will we shake it out? Will we make a sound? Shut it down So here we go again I'll burn it down Until we char the roots And are you privy to the twisted sound? As these embers destroy all you ever knew Day falls into night Let's make it one more day without a fight We're suffering again Taking control Over again we will slide We're suffering again Now we're pressing back again Faithful to the bitter end Of us all Of us all Sharpen all the dull ends Let me know you feel the same Set it off, set it off Call it off Your sure steps been stifled Encased by these nightmares Now as islands discourse from the center Can we shake it out? Can we make a sound? Shut it down So here we go again Words like gasoline Waiting for a spark We're suffering again It's taking control Over and over and over again Almost like We're suffering again Enter the state A lapse in your conscience Screaming to break Explosive and violent Oh my dear Oh my dear Drag me through hell A years worth of drowning Broken not down Darlings got fight left Oh my dear Oh my dear Code red in silence You've got the best of me You've got the best of me Volunteer for your last meal are you thankful? Shaky hands and black ink stains scream your signature Goodnight my love You got the best of me

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released July 29, 2011

Written by: Emma Ate the Lion (EATL)
Engineered & Mixed by: Jim Keaney @ Devotion Recording
Produced by: Jim Keaney and EATL
Mastered by: Tom Waltz @ Waltz Mastering
Art Work by: Melissa Thyden
Catering by: Gangril's
Prescription Eyewear by: Linnehan's

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