Fade In

PART OF THE THREAT

You can't hear what he's saying to you

You can't tell when it's time to move

Never seen it before, need to stay on guard

Part of the threat

 

There's the poison threat in his glass

Loose and ready to go

Just another one of the crowd

Unnamed and unknown

Part of the threat

 

He turns ready to mix it up

Emotion smothered in rage

Don't need meaning when you're in motion

Need to stay on guard

Part of the threat

 

A new pulse, a different attitude

Off the highway on the other side

Take the vengeance and make it fashion

Once part of the threat

Now part of the ticket

 

RELAPSE

I start again

I start in

I submerge

Safe as sin

 

I'm not a stranger here

And I don't want company

So please stop coming 'round

Invading my memory tonight

 

Rear view

Layed out

Like a map

Relapse

 

Overlooked

An obsession

Standing there

Blank expression

 

SOUNDTRACK

I'm always on the verge

I'm always about to start

Am I testing it on the edge

Or is it just here in my head?

Could it happen this time

I see faces this time

I hear voices

I pass out

 

And this soundtrack in my head

Leading me on

 

I run at everyone

But it's only a passing thing

The desire is real

As it seduces you

My body's aching

My head is spinning

I stand up and then...

 

And this soundtrack in my head

Leading me on

 

I pierce my thoughts with an empty stare

My guide to hell and back

This fucking imitation crap

The empty bottles

The empty pills

I knew it too and still

 

And this soundtrack in my head

Leading me on and on

 

AFTERIMAGE

Fade in, pull in that station

Just a memory, a short duration

 

An early shadow, a thousand doubts

A strange view, in silhouette

 

One more breakthrough

You send me the message

High overhead in afterimage

 

uhhh...let's see...he once told me

that he'd gained his distance, he'd worked it out

to a scene, he made no bones about letting everybody know...

he had the clear picture now,

the upper hand..."she's not talking about me

but I can hear her speak," he says...

he still talks about her...he calls it afterimage....

 

Singled out, given choice motive

Too many pieces, it passed unnoticed

 

One more breakthrough

You send me the message

High overhead in afterimage

 

SATELLITE OF LOVE

Feel the scenes

Already in motion

The pressure is there

It surrounds our senses

 

Now here we sit

In our satellite of love

Back to our senses

With traces above

The vision is there

It surrounds us

Back to our senses

Satellite of love

 

Now look outside

Out on the air

No longer waiting

Time will abide

The wind rises

Feel its bite

Gently persuading

Pass on tonight

 

Now here we sit

In our satellite of love

No longer waiting

No longer waiting

The vision is there

It surrounds us

Back to our senses

Satellite of love

 

NO DREAMS

Out here alone is no place to be

The lights are flashing and the rain is hard

The nights are merging into total dreams

The nights are strange carressing things

 

I slip into my world of dreams

I'll be safe out there

That dream numbs me

 

The pressure reaches a blurry pace

images just slide on by

I can no longer see her face

It's not exactly what I had in mind

 

I slip into my world of dreams, I escape

That dream numbs me cold

 

I make my way into this small cafe

Just a place to rest my head and think

I still remember when I left home

I guess I've always been alone

 

I slip into my world of dreams, I escape

That dream numbs me

It numbs me to reality

Satellite circles

 

 

 

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