Ceiling Demons – Mendacity Lyrics
Lyrics
- These hollow walls keep on swallowing me whole, hearted and honest.
- Cursed with answers. Scratches and cancer.
- Like crabs we scatter, away to the side, given access or denied we try.
- I’m told to head towards the smell of gun powder,
- Its intoxicated aroma may make you wonder. In this fog you’d only surrender.
- What doesn’t kill you will make you stronger.
- What is out of sight is out of mind.
- Question why. Cycle of life? Cycle of time – Born – Die - Live - Survive.
- We aim towards the sky, rip off your shirt and cry
- “Fuck the world!” We are cold, heartless, killers…
- Waiting for that second phase, the evening's glaze,
- Another reflection, another suggestion.
- The consideration of our force of action,
- Searching blindly for a reaction,
- What's happening?
- Did we take the medicine that will stop the bleeding?
- The healing process freeing, our weights float to the ceiling,
- We're not gonna see them.
- Who's the angel? Who's the demon?
- I am the only voice of reason.
- The choice of treason,
- Gunpowder, beating, white powder, sneezing, insides freezing.
- So fucking ill again.
- Let's meet our friends, to the bars.
- Love will tear us apart leaving us stitched up and scarred, still standing!
- Stagger forward into the moment,
- Try and hold it together,
- Everyone lives under the weather.
- Reflections on the water.
- I fucking hate myself when I'm sober.
- Don’t shoot the massager, just hide in the heather,
- Like the famous grouse we will hunt ya, scare ya, kill ya
- Keep your nerve if we drift past ya,
- Ghost like, with a white flag willing to seize the fire.
- Trojan horse, this plot gets worse.
- Poisons are the best way to work the spirit into the dirt,
- Double crossed and double shots, wretched words!
- Tainted minds lead to a coffin, a crime, uncomfortable, you may want to spew,
- Lose all contacts and then renew your lover and your addiction to the booze.
- I still couldn’t choose, I still can’t choose, but I’d happily spit out all my truths,
- Wishful thinking is a point of view.
- A weak point of view!