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Hourglass

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Sucks me in, taking a ride. And I'm wishing for the satellite. Grabbing vein pulling down on the radio. Laughing at the face that's bending down. . I'm all alone so far up here.


Hulahoop Wounds

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

In a small ghost town, there's a little arcade. Where the poltergeists play their videogames. At the top of the roof he says. Game over they said, game over they said.



Incetardis

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

So what comes now. Run through the answers and you can feel the scratching. Get down. . This breed bring it against so coy. A levitated incubation. Instincts with imprinted cryptic code.


Heliotrope

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Beneath the residue of film. Beneath the chemicals. That the picture split. The ouija board had. Spelled its name. In tiki torches set aflame. Taking rations from the ballet box.


Honest To A Fault

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

I can't take back all the things that. I've done with my anger. Sonic sounds constantly traveling. In and out of my blue screened mind. Two drops down and here I thought.


For Now... We Toast

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

It's hit or miss upon the gate walls. Are the guards asleep bayonet and all. Are the searchlights coming. We built this tunnel. We shovel with our hands.


Give It A Name

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Never thought this day would end. Walked the tired steps of latter day friends. And all because. Your stubbornness was. Smiling through your braces. Never thought.


Grand Mox Turkin

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Today the horde machine went rollin'. In sequence grasp, prepared to falter. We were born to self destruct on birth row. . An hour glass is punctured yearning.


Extracurricular

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Nuisance. An actor choking on nectar. Nothing gotten. Narcoleptic will cut off these patients blue arms. . Peg legged. Sullen. Drool on these words I've never uttered.


Fahrenheit

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Kid creole killed all of his own people. Instigate the beat genuflecting. In the steeple. Video killed what we. Once. Stood for. Who we gonna look to now?.



Embroglio

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

I had a friend who died for something he really loved. I had a friend who stood for none of the above. I had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars.


Emptiness Is A Mule

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

There's a place I call home,. and It's there anymore. . Once upon a crime, with the radio on I was trampled underfoot. By the prince far guard broadcasting.


Enfilade

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

This could last us all a lifetime. Limbs intact, untouched. On the screen of a video tape. Confined to bedposts. We wait as lepers. Upheld at knife's reach.


Communication Drive-in

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

You keep telling me. This voltage hurts just a little. In the thickness of the van. You drop anchor if and when. Concealing all the thoughts. We hid and laughed forever.


Cosmonaut

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

We sample from the shelves. Tore a page out of this chapter. Deface the essays in the book that you're reading. We are the leaches that stop the bleeding.


Doorman's Placebo

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Chances are you've heard this. But your headphones mute your equilibrium. Hearing tests the mattress hit the mistress fooled. But nothing ever felt this good.


Circuit Scene

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

I'll fight my way. I'll fight my way across the state line. I'll fight my way. I'll fight my way across the state line line. I'll fight my way way way across the state line.


Coating Of Arms

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Substation submerging. Suburban disturbance. Incoherent gourding. Coat of arms they came. Hack a knocking paranoia. . In the walls, we heard family dying.


Bradley Smith

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

And I know that he's there. And I know he's there. And I know he's there. You're wide awake brad. Wide awake brad. And I know that he's there. And I know he's there.


Catacombs

Artist: At The Drive In
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Lark throated spit through beaks tonight. These gagging chirps were written in disguise. What's that sound?. Caskets floating. . Hey you, did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb.


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