The Redder, The Better

by Polar Bear Club

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released July 8, 2009

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Track Name: Election Day
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
Track Name: Resent and Resistance
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...
Track Name: His Devotee
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
Track Name: Parked in the Parking Lot of Your Heart
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...
Track Name: Most Miserable Life
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...