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The Redder, The Better

by Polar Bear Club

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1.
Election Day 02:53
It's a long wet road to love and freedom With fuzzy lines, and midnight rides Fuzzy lines, and midnight rides The sullen paths are where you leave them So play in puddles tonight I'm running behind the ambulance The paramedic faces me Ideally We find each other on a Dark wet street Dark wet street We meet... We meet... We meet... Shiny roads Take me home street- lights illuminate The thoughts I can't escape Now I'm slipping into dimness The desert air is whispering "I don't care about why you're here I know you want this" So walk on, Shiny roads. Take me home street- lights illuminate The thoughts I can't escape Now I'm slipping into dimness Into dimness Into dimness So I lost faith In the pen In the days And the pen And I know, And I know, And I know know know know know know know, You feel it too
2.
Sonny, I see So much of myself in you Entrances and exits Splashed with resent and resistance We stay true to value... At least I hope I do Yeah I think I do But sonny, you are a martyr Can't save you, 'cause you chose yourself Sonny it only gets harder As you start to lose sight of the cause Was it even there at all? Or was it in your head? Hey kid, I been thinkin' 'Bout you and me You're all over the place, So it's hard to say this correctly Give up or grow up But sonny, you are a martyr Can't save you cause you chose yourself Sonny it only gets harder As you start to lose sight of the- Sonny, you are a martyr Can't save you cause you chose yourself Sonny it only gets harder As you start to lose sight of the cause Your cause...
3.
His Devotee 03:50
You have a way with light, You make it long for you. Soldier and his devotee, The saddest light I've ever seen. You have a way with silence, Beneath your pillow it lays sheathed. Squeezing the worn leather handle A smile finds you at midnight and you mouth "sweet familiarity". I think, This time, You forget what's mightier than swords. I hold, The ace, And when it shows I'm killing you with words. You have an eye for the ill-fated. In the mirror you learned to keep stabbing Keep crying and keep turning stars into memories Until the souls of sinners burn. Don't look It's me As bright as the whitest light can be My world My rules One swift erase away from an amputee Swift erase away.... Swift erase away.... My world, my rules My world, my rules My world My world, my rules You have a way with light (You have a way with light) You make it long for you (You make it long for you) Soldier, and his devotee The saddest light I've ever seen
4.
The clock struck twelve 2 hours ago Time flies when you're stuck in last year A person never meant The power he holds was so clear But lightning, lightning crashes here Lightning, lightning, lightning, Lightning crashes here What's getting me through tonight? (tonight, tonight) Gripping tightly, to the thought of being home. (The thought of being home) Think about your headphones Think about your bike In the parking lot we were... We were recorded that night! Each thump I hear Will coincide with this That I hold near (That I hold dear) To nothing Are you feeling happiness? Are you feeling happiness? Forget my needs They are slowly closing in on me It's guaranteed I'm overreacting The clock struck twelve 2 hours ago Time flies when you're stuck in last year A person never meant The power he holds was so clear But lightning, lightning What's putting me in tonight? (tonight, tonight) Gripping tightly, to the thought of being yours. (The thought of being yours) Think about your shackles Think about your rights Stomping hard, behind bars Dislodging ears of solemn nights (solemn nights) Killing the moods Is my forte Extremely immense I stalk my prey Are you feeling happiness? 'Cause I'm sure life's about being pissed. Killing the moods Is my forte Extremely immense I stalk my prey Are you feeling happiness? 'Cause I'm sure life's about being pissed. Are you feeling happiness? Are you feeling happiness? Are you feeling happiness? 'Cause I'm sure life's about being pissed...
5.
We fucked our ears We fucked our throats Screaming for the sake of what we love most These pretty scars aren't going anywhere The redder, the better Lose your voice and make it hurt Reluctance, and reserve, refuse these things 'Cause it's time to sing! Woah... Woah... Woah... Woah... Here we go! I pray and bleed with a frozen smile Echoes of heartache are not with me Emotions shed in different times Crashed at this opportunity I feel sorry for these walls 'Cause if they could talk they surely would Hear 'em out, tear 'em down. Hear 'em out, tear 'em down. What stops us from doing that which we love? Social convention can take off Fired hearts, and a little faith... We are the fired hearts! I can feel hopeless and bitter As can anyone that I know And I get that it's a waste of time But something inside, can't let it go I scream until it hurts I know somewhere someone's screaming it worse And I smile knowing here is where it collides Here we don't have to hide What stops us from doing that which we love? Social convention can take off Fired hearts, and a little faith... We are the fired hearts! Woah... Woah... Woah... Woah... We fucked our ears We fucked our throats Screaming for the sake of what we love most These pretty scars aren't going anywhere The redder, the better! Lose your voice and make it hurt Reluctance, reserve, refuse these things We fucked our ears We fucked our throats Screaming for the sake of what we love most These pretty scars aren't going anywhere The redder, the better Lose your voice and make it hurt Reluctance, reserve - refuse these things 'Cause it's time to sing...

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released July 8, 2009

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