Thank You For Moshing Lyrics

In the morning they'll find us hanging
From the telephone wires that cut open the night.
We sing empty songs about nothing
In the electronic night as we wait for our lives.

Be still your pointing fingers as we clasp our bloody hands.
'But does it even matter if it never stains the sand?'
If acquiescence kills then the thrill has lost its fun.
We laugh at all the same jokes but I've got a better one.
The cold wind blows on my skin as I watch the lights go out
In a string down the street in the stores of the town.
Louder than our inconsistencies. I'll never speak of you again
And I can't even think of me.

I carve space in silences and I will be just fine.
Sitting I watch my friends stand
And toe the party line.
Lies cut up in our cutthroat lines
That quiver as we choke.
Take comfort in the fact that in a night's time
They'll be smoke.

They string us up so they can let us fall.
They string us up so they can watch us fall,
And die laughing.

And I can forget everything
From just three years ago.
With my head in my hands
In the back of this waiting room...

...Except for you.
And I find
Your eyes
Keep mine.

And all we've left to hold are these
Paperback philosophies.
The object is the essence of the crime.
Family, God, eternal love
Whatever we've been running from.
The beginning's forced
The resolution feels contrived.


I carve space in silences and I will be just fine.
Sitting I watch my friends stand
And toe the party line.
Lies cut up in our cutthroat lines
That quiver as we choke.
Take comfort in the fact that in a night's time
They'll be smoke.