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HOSPITAL'S ON FIRE

So notions bark and bite and scream

Driving a bullet on black ice, yeah

But hopes aren’t always what they seem

I hit the spin and never saw it come, my eyes, night blind

But surgery awaits my silent

Sleep away while lights are shining

Deep in veins, choking smoke machine

Hospital’s on fire

Thought I could be safe

But God’s become a liar

Why would my mouth make words that flew

Like birds to bells that once rang true yeah

Rusted and cracked, I crushed my back

Shining it, poundin’ for you, but it’s sound is mute, a bird to shoot

This bird has lost it’s trusted song

To a bullet shot, from your rusted gun

But surgery awaits my silent

Sleep away while lights are shining

Deep in veins choking smoke machine

Hospital’s on fire

Thought I could be safe

But God’s become a liar

This hospital’s on fire

Thought I could be safe

It’s a temporary stay

I guess I’m leaving

Got trouble breathing

I watch the ceiling crumble overhead

Luminary hallway begs for flight

But legs drank chemicals for nights, they’re sound asleep

But I hit the ground, chest burning now, impact awake, but I watch it slow my fate

I find it safe,

Tiles cold against the smolder of my nest

My chest gets tighter now, the light gets round

But surgery awaits my silent

Sleep away while lights are shining

Deep in veins choking Smoke machine

Hospital’s on fire

Thought I could be safe

But God’s become a liar

Hospital’s on fire

Thought I could be saved

Temporary stay

All we own

Blackened snow

Ash angels

Hospital

FUNERAL FOR THE MAJOR KEY

I remember how

I remember somehow

Like smothered cannons, the noise, like gunshots firing at me

I went outside the house

I knew what waited for me

My knees hit snow and crippled balance

I guess I never wanted life

To arrest the innocence inside

Unless this finishes tonight, I’m set on fire

I suggest you put away your knife

You cant impress the angels that can fly

They’re here to murder all the lies, and silent rectify

My needle jumps, the record skips, I murder melody

I find I’m a witness to the funeral for the major key

My needle jumps, the record skips, I murder melody

I find I’m a witness to the funeral for the major key

I get by somehow

Burned into my forearm

Suck the air like lighter fluid, I’d like to do it

I wear it on my brow

A chip upon the shoulder

I fold into the crowd and watch my face get older

Vehicle is speeding fast

With a broken jaw and breathing glass

I shatter as I finish crashing, twisted steel stampede

I’m drinking all the splattered gas

Shrinking into a flat airbag

Car is severed straight in half, impact with family tree

My needle jumps, the record skips, I murder melody

I find I’m a witness to the funeral for the major key

My needle jumps, the record skips, I murder melody

I find I’m a witness to the funeral for the major key

HABIT

Oh when the habit forms

I guess its how you view it

Is it a tragic storm? Or do you only do it

When a craving swarms,

In an instant I’ll be finished and

My life goes on

I know its wrong, I find a way to do it

When theyre all gone, so noone can refute it

It’s a simple song, one that keeps eluding

to a life gone wrong

So I drink like a fish, and I smoke just like chimney

Oh I wish I could quit, but I just don’t got it in me

But the issue is you, it aint a drug, but it hits you

Like I shoot it up, I gotta kick you

give me sweet rehab, I need it all so bad

Youre the habit I gotta kick,

Youre no good for me, im sick

Oh the season change,

the same old reasons never do

It’s a pleasing pain

One that speaks inside of you

There’s no need to change

The same old flames are drivin you to

To the place that’s hiding you

With a face of a smiling fool that’s cruel

So I drink like a fish, and I smoke just like chimney

Oh I wish I could quit, but I just don’t got it in me

But the issue is you, it aint a drug, but it hits you

Like I shoot it up, I gotta kick you

give me sweet rehab, I need it all so bad

Youre the habit I gotta kick,

Youre no good for me, im sick

PRICE TO PAY

She told me, no secrets, then led me to her room

That night was so sleepless, her skin tasted like fumes

Woman, house fire, hidden inside the walls

Lifted her skirt higher, smoke filled mouth with salt

Its just a waiting game

To try - erase my name

It’s just the price to pay

The price to pay

Clock’s stealing, sly thief, a criminal drips sand

I’ll kill him, believe, and cut off both his hands

Drunk angel, dead eyes, she shot herself in bed

Faith strangled, realized, she was always dead

It’s just a waiting game

To try - erase my name

It’s just the price to pay

The price to pay

She broke the telephone with words that cut to bone

I slipped on the cords I couldn’t leave alone

O ay, o ay, slip tongue to taste

O ay, o ay, I dipped it deep inside that place

I found, motel, red lights, won’t tell

I hit the switch, I flipped it quick and then my bloodstream fell

I had a one night stand with murder, farewell

I fucked murder so hard she left the room and killed herself

The price to pay

DEVIL WAS A DJ

The devil was a DJ

Spun a soundtrack that attacked like a mind numbin’ freebase

Volume made me pray

He burned my veins with the ash that he made me cremate

I try to hide but the sound of the volume’s too high

Hits my head like a hammer, as it shatters the bone inside

The devil was a freeway

Full of traffic jams and constant delays

Every mile was a replay

Same spot, same cough from the exhaust that we made

My patience gets betrayed

By the traffic with the back paralyzed but she may

Put the spine back together someday

Let it walk the block again

I took a cab to the stereo sound

Bailed without payin’ when my feet hit the ground

I couldn’t shake the permanent weight

Of when a wing gets broken from a spoken mistake

Novocain

The devil was a hustler

Grindin’ on the street, always cheatin’ like a mean mutha fucka

Dealing cards and never trusts ya

So I stay away and play alone

Solitaire is getting old

Its hard to win ever again when you’re missing cards

Flushed, because I used to hold

A queen and a king with a pair of hearts

I took a cab to the stereo sound

Bailed without payin’ when my feet hit the ground

I couldn’t shake the permanent weight

Of when a wing gets broken from a spoken mistake

Novocain

JAUNDICE

Rest the coins on an old man's eyes

Show the debt he owes, after he’s died

With balance left unpaid to the war in the sons disguise

He spoke with the blink of an eye, when the last breath flies

An orange glow

I imagine astronauts

And fighting wars and winning by myself

But when the angel hit the ground

And dragged me from my heaven to my hell

I keep drivin the distance

If you keep drinking gas

But these brakes just never listen

Rotors smoke the pads

White sheets make a focal point

So I can focus on the point

Of failure to say the words that you never said

An orange glow

I imagine astronauts

And fighting wars and winning by myself

But when the angel hit the ground

And dragged me from my heaven to my hell

My hell

Dreadnought Cosmonaut - 2009

All lyrics written by Christian Hayes.