Tilt - Been Where? Did What? (2001) by Tilt (보컬) on maniadb.com

White frame lies to live in leave, nothing to gain
Your Colorless divinities can scarcely light the way
White frame homes in celibate rows, they swell and melt together
Aspirations lie in possessions each dwellers dream so similar

Keep witches behind, mythical lines
And squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie, so I'll take one of each

In this static heat, I barely make my home suffice
Persuaded by a sleepy beat, I can't tell which is mine

Pack it in, save it up
Pack it in, save it up

In this static heat, I barely make my home suffice
Persuaded by a sleepy beat, I can't tell which is mine
Impeded by machine, awash in blue light spending nights
Imbibing life through their screen it shows me to believe

addiction, but when you finally did you didn't skip a beat, or alter =
your inflection. Where do you live? You change your home so fast, I got =
you penciled in and then you're gone, your hand is out but I've got =
nothing left to give you, except perhaps some words to get you through =
this. I'm sick of enabling you and you can sense it, you glance around =
as if for the cops, whatever you've stolen I won't fence it, you know =


you're nothing without your props.
Submitted by: Mel

I could show you, do you want me to show you? Call it a day or you can =
pay my way, gonna cry 'til I'm all cried out, I could show you, I could =
easily show you. You may say I live on easy street, you can think =
anything you want to think, come by some time my door is open to you, =
where I can show you how easy I am. Everyone knows I'd sell my sister =
for cigarettes, why shouldn't I? She'd do the same to me, we could show =
you, we could easily show you, if you only knew you wouldn't be so =


upset, what if she's in league with me? We can show you, we can easily =
show you.
Submitted by: Mel

Dead, or is he dying? Was he mugged? Or did he quit trying? Regardless =
of the reason, we gotta move him. See, he blocks the car in, we should =
leave a messanger to find him, as we speak the traffic thickens like a =
virus. Dead bum, dead bum, just another dead bum, dead bum, dead bum, =
Did I catch you at a bad time? You should know my voice by now, I've =
got further instructions I don't know what you'll do without. I've got a =


job to do here, and I need a clear head, you don't want to get me mad =
dear, no use in calling the feds.
Submitted by: Mel

Please get in the car now, off the embankment, orange from the halogen , =
you look like a lunatic, not allowed to stop here, you provoke the =
barbed wire, trespass onto the corporate land, lynching what time we =
have left. I can see you from here, let me come across, we're lost upon =
the shoulder I never was your atlas, tempted off the pavement what can =
you accomplish? I can see you from here you're stalking down your anger, =


rows of newly broken earth trip up your urban stagger.
Submitted by: Mel

Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, =
this whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck =
another, you're in the clear. Every day deception, faking a motive, a =
regular jokes "This is where I live" apprasing each intruder, one tipsy =
glimpse of them, loyal to a forgotten stratagen. Get on in, shake off =
the road, don't you know that you're blocking the door? Unlucky lounge, =
keeps her tables clean for you, forever darkness at noon. A vestige of =
some former self saddles up slowly to the bar, she recieves the news =


above, where the bottles stand, at least in here you take your luck wash =
it down with a beer, you'll know soon enough, don't expect nothin' fancy =
here, all you have is what we got.
Submitted by: Mel

Loyalty wavering like heat above the hood
All the cooling fluids escaping into pools
I'm sucking in vaporized lives but i feel no effect
And now my cells are altered adapted to neglect
I'm killing myself somehow to stay awake
I'm not particular who i entertain
I'm not concerned with the spectacle i make

I'm preparing to make a big break
Paring down the list of things to take
What i leave behind i leave to fate


Im preparing to vamoose
Beefing up the list of shit to lose
I've got words i'm not afraid to lose

Dismal little pad so small i'm almost standing outside
Back to the workplace i go
Murder eight hours a day, no, make it nine
Dressing my face an open wound
On the day after day later lousy mood
I haul it off but it fall in my lap today
Tied to each thought i got a little lead balloon

You're accused
But i'm the crime

Oh it got worse
From worse to bad


Unintentional flame wont go away
Pitching in the black
Oh it got worse
IT got bad from worse to bad
Unintentional flame wont go away
Pitching in the black

I guess sometimes I'm lucky when I go, for whole days at a time without =
thinking about you, and ask myself why, but then I find I'm traveling, =
traveling down, that same old piece of road and wind up down by the =
water. Whatever happened to our walls on the pier? I cry myself alone =
all the way down to the end, I drink my bottle dry and heave it across =
the bay, to the city, smashin' outside your door. Oh now there goes the =
Romeo, hand in hand with his punk rock Juliet, they remind me of two =
people I'm trying to forget, I can hear their sweet nothings on the =
wind, as I hurry to get by, diverting my gaze, to the Oakland Bay =
Bridge. (Could that be you honey, way over on that side? Flashin' a =


signal to me, down by Pier 39, 'cause if I only knew, I'd jump in that =
water and swim right across, drowning in my relief). Maybe I should warn =
them, should I say, "Don't do something that you'll regret. Now you have =
no recollection of heartbreak you don't have yet." I could give them an =
earful, but I don't know, they must find out on their own, and the =
thought of that is chilling me to the bone.
Submitted by: Mel

I'm not going anywhere; I have way too much to lose
Even though I'm killing myself,
It's no indication I won't come through
Don't go making plans to fill my absence
Even though I've been gone too long
I can stamp my foot and split in two
But I'll be whole before the dawn.

Say I've been to hell and back
Well you got it wrong, I never did return
Lay my head on the chopping block and
I'll hand you the hatchet.

Strewn again from limb to limb
A slap and a tickle and a hand in the till
Between extremes is mighty grim
I'll be free in a minute of my free will
Two on a bed gone round the bed
I laugh and writhe the more I try
My mind fell apart for you to mend
I sing to you and you reply.

Say I've been to hell and back
Well you got it wrong, I never did return


Lay my head on the chopping block and
I'll hand you the hatchet.

Soon as my head hit the pillow
He took it as his cue to shake me back awake
Could have killed him bout a couple of times
By laying in wait and tearing down the drapes
If I stomp hard enough
He'll slip in the soap and
I'll wave good-bye as he's circling the drain.

I'm not going anywhere, I have way too much to lose
Even though I'm killing myself,
It's no indication I won't come through
Don't go making plans to fill my absence
Even though I've been gone too long
I could stamp my foot and split in two
But I'll be whole before the dawn.