"sound effects and pver dramatics" by the used. it sounds pretty angry and loud to me. alot of screaming. and i thinks its about meth.
lyrics:
When the shirt came off, it was all in time
When a m-m-m-minute turned into a mile
And then I broke that grin, and I cut it out
And you got all turned on by the taste of your sin
When I mention blue, all you thought was color
When you mention drugs, all I thought was sober
When your pants came off and I turned you over
When you mention blue
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Keep the mask aligned
Get it up in time
There's a space between valleys
and try and catch a vibe
Make a circle square, a rectangle curve
Use a smile as a noun and I think like a verb
Run quick switch sides
Spill the filled up cancer
And the room is shaking
Now you're changing places,
and I switched my pace,
and my breathing races when you mention blue
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6])
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill, smile, cut out for me cut it cut it out
Smile, cut cut it out for me cut it cut it out
We cut it out!
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6])
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Get down and stay awake
Smile
or "mirrors" by envy on the coast. with all the mention of white and mirrors i thinks its about cocaine...
lyrics:
Dear Miss White,
Put down this night.
You wouldn’t believe how much it Snows
in the summer heat.
With red iron feet,
you’ll be nursing a bloody nose.
Princess, rest.
We’ll talk in our sleep,
but I wouldn’t dare to sit too close.
I can’t be your prince.
Though your secrets are safe,
I am the mirror who can’t let go.
With hair as Black as night,
her skin, a dead, pearly White,
and blood red, on the bathroom wall…
With every breath and every intake,
tip toe further away
further away from this mistake.
I’m no savior. I’m no saint, saint.
That’s not what you needed anyway.
All the cold that you caught,
the bones that you’ve bought,
the blood that you’ve lost…
you built your body in the coffin where you sleep.
Let this apartment breathe,
‘cause it’s what it needs.
I’m suffocating the clock to keep you.
I think like a saint,
but swing like a thief,
and inadvertently leading you
to believe I’m your prince,
adorn your bedroom with hints.
Take the Red from your eyes
and ink it into your skin.
Now watch what you say,
‘cause there’s nothing Gray,
about the color of your sin.
With hair as Black as night,
her skin, a dead, pearly White,
and blood red, on the bathroom wall…
With every breath and every intake,
tip toe further away
further away from this mistake.
I’m no savior. I’m no saint, saint.
That’s not what you needed anyway.
All the cold that you caught,
the bones that you’ve bought,
the blood that you’ve lost…
you built your body in the coffin where you sleep.
A fix. Just a little bit.
Give the girl enough to sleep through this.
So, stop staring at the mirror
before it tells you the truth.
Operate or it’ll kill you too.
With every breath and every intake,
tip toe further away.
You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake.
I’m no savior. I’m no saint, saint.
You need to see the pieces you’ve thrown away.
All the cold that you caught,
the bones that you’ve bought,
the blood that you’ve lost…
keep your body get the hell away…
From,
Me