Thee Armada

This fire's getting brighter, I can see portraits The interior walls Are letting go And nobody knows Speaking of atrocities and the collapse You were in there I remember The moon and the wine They're what keep me alive The moon and the wine Are what

This was the city of angels Or so it seemed Hollywood sold out to kings And raised a generation (a generation) On malnourished magazines She fights her mirrors with two left hands, Hotels and heroin While making love to his best friend Don't sit tigh

I saw you throw him overboard To feed a fetish for the wolves Just like they did to you To follow up your cue The headline reads on Sunday morning Be careful what you choose Guess I'm an unborn slave Tragically far from grave I found a way to test a

Don't wanna fly a plane Don't wanna ride the bus My crew is ready to run Nobody's messing with us Don't even have to match We layer four or five I keep my keys at home So we don't have to drive We took a train to Tokyo, train to Tokyo, train to Tokyo

Take me back to way back when Back to parking lots and friends Back to where the wine grows The cool spots that we would go Cause it never gets easier Singing along to our favorite songs with our favorite lyrics (oh, oh, oh) Tonight I'm alive For the

This is a story about some boys from Texas! Who know how to get down And you know we'll be the life of the party So lets get this started now The stories we would say when we were young Believing everything would be okay Fighting off those whose who

Talk to me and whisper every dirty secret that you want To do to me, I'll do to you We'll turn up the radio and listen To drown out the sound of every move It's hard to think, to think I'm lying next to you I'm drunk from one kiss, I'm a dead man wal

Tonight I'm on my own Stealing glances from the T.V. Your cigarettes still glow Beneath the note that said "I love you from the bottom of my heart" These sheets know that you're gone And when I sleep it hurts, You know I love you from the bottom