Saturday, August 28, 2010

The Flatliners - Liver Alone
(Toronto, ON)

I force these feet to move
and I feel my liver blow
before the room explodes again
I smell, I smell your blood my friend

I'll stop at nothing to get some,
fill this dirty glass for the wrong reasons,
just stop and smell the stale stench
wafting through the air,
let it wheeze right out of you
'cause you are lost
and you no longer care
about the things you used to
you're fluid, unaware
we overflow, going nowhere

Get up, get up, get up
You gotta drown it out
and then drain the memory
get up, get up, get up
get up in arms over the way it could have been
scratch your name through the surface again,
I'll be with you cursing the morning

Once excitable, your face contorts into a mess,
get your back up off the wall when 6 drinks just won't do the trick,
So bottles up, and cheers alike to the memory of this wreck,
have we become what our friends hate?
Well, fuck 'em in the end

Get up, get up, get up
You gotta drown it out
and then drain the memory
get up, get up, get up
get up in arms over the way it could have been
scratch your name through the surface again,
I'll be with you cursing the morning

Get up, get up and start over again,
Drink up, and over the edge, my friend

Poison diluted by the sea,
but when the ocean rolls out
it leaves this shit behind in me.

Get up, get up, get up
You gotta drown it out
and then drain the memory
get up, get up, get up
get up in arms over the way it could have been
scratch your name through the surface again,
I'll be with you cursing the morning

4 comments:

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