Nightmare of You Album

Artist(s): Nightmare of You

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Tracklist

The Days Go by Oh So Slow

length: 3:48

Take a seat, and catch your breath
You're only working towards your death
For as the days go by
They go by oh so slow
But your blonde hair and gaping eyes
Send tingles down my nervous spine
And now the days go by
They go by oh so slow

But I'm yours if you want it
I can be yours to spend your life with
I can be yours; we'll hide indoors
Petrified of the world

And if you'd rather stay in at night
I can relate to that
And if it feels like your heart's dried up
I can relate to that
And if you need someone at your side
I am out there
I'm out there
Out there

In the grass at Union Square
I touched your face, pushed back your hair
And said, “The days go by…
They go by oh so slow.”
(Days go oh so slow)
And in a room, upon your bed
We tangled arms and crossed our legs
When you sleep alone
The days go oh so slow

But I'm yours if you want it
I can be yours to spend your life with
I can be yours; we'll hide indoors
Petrified of the world

And if you'd rather stay in at night
I can relate to that
And if it feels like your heart's dried up
I can relate to that
And if you need someone at your side
I am out there
I'm out there
Out there

I am yours if you want it
I can be yours to spend your life with
I can be yours; we'll hide indoors
Petrified of the world
Oh!

And if you'd rather stay in at night
I can relate to that
And if it feels like your heart's dried up
I can relate to that
And if you need someone at your side
I am out there
I'm out there
I am out there

Dear Scene, I Wish I Were Deaf

length: 3:23
You were one step behind
In that dismal school of mind
Needle and percocets
Instead of books on student's desks

We were so charming
The future was alarming
But now don't you go look so proud
'Cause guess who's laughing now

And we've learned that life is one big game
Where the winners are all getting paid
So stop dragging your feet behind
You can't live with your folks all your life

So on those days I'm in your car
We drove the steering wheel towards the median
Joking that we'd end our lives
But we weren't joking all the time

Start a band, throw a brick
You lazy hipsters make me sick
Don't clap your hands
Don't start to dance
Don't let them know that you're a fan
You're living in hiding
But really, friend, have you forgotten
'Cause you may be playing your music loud
But it's drowned out by your mouth

And we've learned that life is one big game
Where the winners are all getting paid
So stop dragging your feet behind
You can't live with your folks all your life

So on those days I'm in your car
We drove the steering wheel towards the median
Joking that we'd end our lives
But we weren't joking all the time

And we've learned that life is one big game
Where the winners are all getting paid
So stop dragging your feet behind
You can't live with your folks all your life

So on those days I'm in your car
We drove the steering wheel towards the median
Joking that we'd end our lives
But we weren't joking all the time

Thumbelina

length: 4:05
Hey dainty girl flailing on the side of the road with your great thumb in the air
I hope you don't mind me asking but what happened to your underwear
And does your humble husband know of 'ee hitchin' seedy path with car operating sexual deviants
But julian would never understand
And doesn't he know?
Just because he's a painter and he loves you
It doesn't mean that he has got a clue

About
My thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours, before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

To that brass cowgirl with her hands petting your crotch
And humping you in towering grass
Naked and gender bending
What makes you think that the two of your will last
For there's no dame or man for her
There's just this open road where she hails down some pervert
With the usage of her giant thumb
But jelly bean you can never comprehend the intellect of her mind
And just because you can make her come with your hand it doesn't mean she'll be your woman.

My thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

But 'twas a loon on the hillside
Planted a seed between your thighs
You fancy him as your therapist
But he's just a sadistic sodomist who gave you the bastard kid

My thumbelina
I've never seen a pair of digits quite like yours before
And I have traveled shore to shore
In such arduous pallor
Your almost perfect body's got me quivering in a ball

My thumbelina, My thumbelina, My thumbelina, My thumbelina Hey have you seen her?

My Name Is Trouble

length: 4:01
Well, I've had this secret
And I feel it's time that you should know
When I'm in your arms, it turns me on
But I've got a conscience, too
And it says my heart's never in tune
With anything I do

So, this is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."
I'm your biggest fan

I've had this secret
And now it's time that you should know
I was wrong to string you along
Circulating the streets in the pulsating heat
I scoured your town, completely aroused
Making love to your memory

So, this is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."
This is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."

Sad minion of mine
Don't be so unkind
I know I stole your coat
You can have the song I wrote
I've just crossed the line
From fashion to crime
But it's such a perfect fit
When I am wearing it
Sad minion of mine
Don't be so unkind
I know I stole your coat
You can have the song I wrote
I've just crossed the line
From fashion to crime

So, this is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."
This is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."
This is the last time that I'll hold your hand
I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you,
"I'm your biggest fan."
I'm your biggest fan

Why Am I Always Right?

length: 3:46
You were sickened at the vowing of silence
I was taken by a permanent high
Two lovers all you turned on how romantic
Never need a guillotine to get you off my mind
You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage
I was secretly hoping one of us might die
A close call would have ended up with the carriage
Lets call it extra lets call it why

You're just like your dad, surprise
You don't only share his eyes
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
Why am I always right?

As you slept away the day in my bedroom
I found a criminal use for a pillow
I love you terribly I swear that this is true
But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you
I skipped town on a flight to your city
There I crept up to your lover's window
He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen
I took that aim and then I let it blow

You're just like your dad, surprise
You don't only share his eyes
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
You're just like your dad, surprise
You don't only share his eyes
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
Why am I always right?

Stick a fork in a socket
Do what you like
Just make sure that I'm far out of your life
Take an axe to your fingers
Carve your eyes
Cut out your tongue and we'll call this a tie
Cut out your lying tongue and we'll call this a tie

You're just like your dad, surprise
You don't only share his eyes
You're just like your dad, surprise
You don't only share his eyes
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
It's the truth that's in your hand
It's a knack for telling awful lies
Why am I always right?

I Want to Be Buried in Your Backyard

length: 4:06
The streets are all violent
With murderous excitement
The hunter and the prey
Are dancing everyday

That waltzing gibberish
Where intake becomes outlandish
I'm in a bad way
Every passing day

"So where do we go from here", I'll say
You're a shining star, you'd do great in L.A.
And I keep fixing every habit that I break

Oh, Megan, is this thing of ours still on?
For I haven't slept a wink since you have been gone
Now I want to be buried in your backyard
And when the flowers grow just know you're still in my heart
You're still in my heart

A flash of dark interest
Steers us into this car crash
Uniting our remains, a fiery hurray
Ay ay ay

Our hands touch unnoticed
Pressed up against melting glass
You're calling out my name
As the air escapes

"Oh, where do we go from here", I'll say
You're a shining star, you'd do great in L.A.
And I keep fixing every habit that I break

Oh, Megan, is this thing of ours still on?
For I haven't slept a wink since you have been gone
Now I want to be buried in your backyard
And when the flowers grow just know you're still in my heart

"Where do we go from here", I'll say
You're a shining star, you'd do great in L.A.
And I keep fixing every habit that I break

Oh, Megan, is this thing of ours still on?
For I haven't slept a wink since you have been gone
Now I want to be buried in your backyard
And when the flowers grow just know you're still in my heart

When the flowers grow just know you're in my heart
When the flowers grow just know you're still in my heart

Ode to Serotonin

length: 2:18
Suddenly sprightly budding through the billows
The sun is bobbing heavenly against the tree's
With bee's buzzing
Their sucking nectar from a flower
And if we could have this hour for a lifetime
We'd smile blinking, glee,
Laughing till we're gagging violently
A soaring dove
I'm quite sure this is love

I'm utterly depraved
Lets do it on your terrace
And the rain will catch the notches on our backs
Exchanging speak through our sloppy kisses
Where water tastes like perfume on the tongue
We're meant, symmetrically
Hand in hand we're strolling gorgeously
A soaring dove
I'm quite sure this is love

We'd smile blinking, glee,
Laughing till we're gagging violently
A soaring dove
I'm quite sure this is love

A soaring dove
I'm quite sure this is love
A soaring dove
I'm quite sure that this could be love

Marry Me

length: 2:26
I felt a love of such deafening weight
Dangling from a balustrade of shilly-shally
Overlooking infinity and this ecstasy
Of you lying next to me
And in a peculiar way you clutched me
By the shoulder, said "Boy I barely know you
But would you marry me?"

We were floating about with our heads in the clouds
And stealing those words from my mouth
You whispered in my ear
Exactly what I wanted to hear

I composed a note of such jubilant things
And placed it between bed and spring
Of a hostile hostel overrun with
Shedding towelettes and Mexican maids
And with indefinite fate I clutched you by the shoulder
And said "Girl, I barely know you
But will you marry me?"

In the Bathroom Is Where I Want You

length: 3:38
Break it out, just break it out
Don't hesitate, the dilate
What's your name, what do you do
I'm not that kind of man but I'll make an exception for you

We're flexed and pressed for time alone
Don't stall in the stall
I want to do a little
I want to do it all

But now wait, wait
I'm a gentleman in training
Wait, wait
I'm a professional in feigning love
So go slow
Just go slow

Voluptuous and finely cut
What will it take to get you up
And dance with me in wistful heat
In this little club between A and be

We're flexed and pressed for time alone
Don't stall in the stall
I want to do a little
I want to do it all

But now wait, wait
I'm a gentleman in training
Wait, wait
I'm a professional in feigning love

And in the bathroom is where I want you
Against the graffiti wall we know no law at all
Just to see you body in a place so tacky
There's no better irony in my own depravity
So go slow
Go slow

I do want to be in love
I do want to fall in love but I just don't know how to
I do want to be in love
I do want to be in love but I just don't know how to
I don't know how to

And in the bathroom is where I want you
Against the graffiti wall we know no love at all
Just to see you body in a place so tacky
There's no better irony in my own depravity
So just go slow

The Studded Cinctures

length: 3:38
The studded cinctures were a band
From gloomy Ann Arbor, Michigan
And they wrote just for you
These irrelevant tunes
And with each heart-wrenching, fictitious wail
You'd swear they sang your life in veracious details
The tears trickle down your face
Your skinny arms begin to flail

you can catch them any day of the week
At the legion hall down the street
In your unromantic town
They're guaranteed to bring you down
And as the clumsy singer takes the stage
He whips the mic in an ardent way
And now the girls begin to blush
Never had they've been so terribly touched
By such an illiterate bum

o won't you say what you mean!
Give us a moment of offering
Perhaps a pinch of your views
We love the second-rating, the repetition
And the metaphors stripped of all Gail

with a handful of pomade in hair
He shoots a pitifully pouty stare
At the nurtured audience
And this is easing his conscience
Hustling and taking knee with brow in hand
He shrieks the works of another man
A standing ovation!
Vulnerable child, you've been taken advantage of by such a carnivorous bum

Heaven Runs on Oil

Such derision when you fled
They bruised your lank shins while you were down
Some kicked the crutches from under your arms
You are one sorry story
A lost cause from conceivment
Still I like you and your thinking mind

And it's like a good book reads.
Always question your country
There's knives in their blue eyes
So read up and turn off the telly

And say you do
Say you love us like I know you will
And that our deaths won't be in vain
Or in the name of gasoline

You then displaced to Paris
Claiming your extra baggage
Mashing the fancy of your relatives
Nothing but tactfulness and peace
Outdoor resturants and coffee
Books under your arms insted of crutches.

And it's like a good book reads.
Always question your country
There's knives in their blue eyes
So read up and turn off the telly
I said read up turn off the telly

And say you do
Say you love us like I know you will
And that our deaths won't be in vain
Or in the name of gasoline

And say you do
Say you love us like I know you will
And that our deaths won't be in vain
Or in the name of gasoline

The bombs ring
We all sing, "freedom at last!"
The bombs ring
Children scream
Freedom at Last!
The bombs ring
We all sing, "freedom at last!"
The bombs ring
Freedom at last

And say that you do
Say you love us like I know you will
And that our deaths won't be in vain
Or in the name

And say you do
Say you love us like I know you will
And that our deaths won't be in vain
Or in the name of gasoline