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Finespun - Against The Fallout


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Finespun is an original band from New York. All lyrics written by Oren Barak with music composed by Finespun © 2007 ASCAP, Finespunmusic.
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

Invisible


Keep it up, keep talking till you see me drown
Keep adding weights until my knees come falling down
Hands over my mouth so I dont even make a sound
Now down tilt my eyes and up comes the ground

Ever feel invincible
Everyone is criminal

All my life couldnt fill these pages
Spent too much time tryin to find
A savior's still searching but Im
Invisible

When my anger reels back I feel that
I should take back all the words that I said to you
But as you stand here screaming, Im staring at the ceiling
The trigger doesnt seem that hard to pull-for you
Its not hard to do

Home

 

Against the Fallout

I'm flinching when the phone rings
Can't concentrate on anything and
I cannout get a grip, while I'm fighting your machine

I'm fighting for the words to say
Harder even still today
It's been two long years, now I see what you mean

Chorus:
What She wants
Whatever
I blame myself for losing it all
Forever
I Felt her
Crying that she can't protect herself anymore

Against the fallout, grace are you near?

Woke up in my clothes today
Youre laughing at me anyway
But I find it hard to care while I'm fighting your machine

I'm so awake it's evident
Thats my words dont even make a dent
So when the telephone rings, I won't hear what you say

Chorus

Bridge:
Even thought I'm holding your head in my hands
I cannot shake it, the feeling that theres something wrong

But I fought it all when the lines were drawn in the sand
I can't explain it, but somehow this feels like home

Well, one of these days
Youre gonna find out
That it's not alright, whatever
Just one false move
And I'll be gone
Forever and ever-whatever

Chorus

Home

Bulletproof

Finally, we will see
If I can change all this
Was a time, in my mind,
All it took was one kiss
If need be, we will see
If I can release my clutch
Everything that you touch
Just turns to dust

Finally, I may ascend
Brace yourself aginst the wind
Because I will not hold your hand

Chorus:
I couldn't help but to protest
Except for this pouding in my chest
How over rated this all is
Face it all in my bulletproof vest

Every time that its rhymes
I'll destroy it again
Acid rain burns a hole
In your acid test
Carefully move the drugs in your medicine chest
All inside, helps you hide
The fact that youre obsessed

Finally, I will not bend
You say I hold you back again
But still you extend your hand

Chorus

Hope gets farther and father away

Home

 

Lost

Bonfires burning, cant watch fireworks by myself
I need you, oh how I need you
theres a wound, beneath my skin
will it mend, will it end, lend a hand, will I feel this way again

dont fire on the angels, until you know
theyre crying for a savior, cause they hurt you so

Chorus 1:
Well, I dont care anymore
you need someone to lean upon
and I miss you, oh how I miss you, just wait and see

Try and erase, mistakes you made
Well I cant say that I blame you
No not at all

You torture me, inside my dreams
and if you listen close then you can hear me screaming

dont fire on the angels, until you know
theyre crying for a savior, cause they hurt you so
our lines are arranged here, so we know how they go
script us to danger, cause they say its so

Chorus 2:
Well, I dont care anymore
you need someone to lean upon
and I miss you, oh how I miss you, just wait and see

Bridge:
Im driving, your sleeping on my right
I turn down the visor to block out the light
we're almost home and your almost safe
though I know your slipping away (from me)
I seem not to breathe by myself anymore,
tell me please can you come and
help me out this once

Break:
I dont care anymore
Im not the man you thought I was
I miss you, oh how I miss you wait and see

Chorus 3:
Well, I dont care anymore
Im not the man you thought I was
and I miss you, oh how I miss you, just wait and see

Home

 

 

 

Hourglass

hollowed out until your soul is sold
fate is almost like a sinking stone
find you by yourself again

you carry
anvils in
your eyes
its like you never wanna compromise again
your words come
in thousands
heavy like mercury

So long
are you waiting for
Violins
Just like you
give an inch
take a mile
take me down all the way with you
best laid plans
laid to rest
my thoughts run rapid through the hourglass

seasons of this all encompassing red
believe every single word that was said
whenever we find providence

my conscience
burns red with
the tenseness
your caffiene hands the evidence
around my
neck again
was already
crazy when you let me in
your brought this on your self again

did you like it when it came and found you wrapped around yourself and then it claimed your everything

Home

 

 

4 Walls, 1 Window

Twisted Halo
Round my shoulders
too hard to move, too hard to stand at all
Disarm the angels
Nail in the coffin
Straws spill over, Im hit, too bad, Im gone

Chorus:
Its like the walls are closing in
Just look at the shape we're in
I say Im fine but you'll never know
My brains on overload

I never found a reason
reason to stay this long

Chorus
Bridge:
We should have known this
right from the start we could see
a hole in the bottom now
sometimes the rain comes
watch as the pain loves to drag us
down through the bottle now
Sometimes I feel its all too much and I can go anywhere but down
So walk on
Im gone
Go home......

Chorus

Home

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