Album: Wiretap Scars (2002)





Looking back with perfect symmetry

mistakes were you, mistakes were me

photos fall through the glass

paint it black to hide your face

static screams deaf the masses

but what do they have to say?



Fan the flames to the landslide

crown yourself in the wake

we play this disaster

fanfare, fanfare, liar



Concrete eyes and flash bang imagery

you're bored with home, you're bored with me

rings were thrown out the window

rolled down empty streets

walls will talk for the widow

but what does she have to say?



Edges dulled at the end of the day