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Jesus Blood
04:43
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It's gonna hurt a little while longer
But when the fever breaks you'll be glad that you waited
You're gonna hate the bitter pills you swallow
But once you get used to the taste the hate turns to patience
The needles have scarred up your soul
Bad dreams, sharp things finally go
It's gonna hurt a little while longer
Consume like a fire out of control
Jesus blood never failed me yet
Never failed me yet
His blood never failed me yet
Well it's a curse wicked and deceiving
And when you search for friends you find disciples all sleeping
It gets worse til all the walls are bleeding
But when the fever breaks you'll be glad that you waited
The needles have scarred up your soul
Bad friends, dead ends finally go
It's a curse wicked and deceiving
A heart that's still beating, desperate for home
Jesus blood never failed me yet
Never failed me yet
His blood never failed me yet
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Painted Numbers
06:40
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Lost behind the mask I know the best
Pretty pictures, plastic smiles and routine sex
Hours turn to days and slip away
Painted numbers on the wall tally mistakes I have made
Lost inside the name I use the least
Phony friends lost to the wind, what a relief
The magic of the morning never came
Now the pictures all have faded, but the frame remains
Delusions in my head and they won't go
Crawling thru my brain, I can feel it now
Blasting out my body like a siren
Shutting out the friends that I relied on
Losing any faith in redemption
Coursing thru my veins like a poison
Know that I should quit, but I don't wanna
Addicted to the sound
Turn off the radio
Delusions in my head and they won't go
Crawling thru my brain, I can feel it now
Blasting out my body like a siren
Shutting out the friends that I relied on
Losing any faith in redemption
Coursing thru my veins like a poison
Know that I should quit, but I don't wanna
Sleeping in a town I don't belong to
Hands are on my face, feels like an old friend
Just an empty space I can depend on
Somehow I knew this is where I'd end up
Are there better days that are still to come?
Does any motherfucker really know my name?
Does any motherfucker ever stay the same?
Give me one fucking thing that will never change
Addicted to the sound
Turn off the radio
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Lost behind the mask I know the best
Pretty pictures, plastic smiles and routine sex
Hours turn to days and slip away
Painted numbers on the wall tally mistakes I have made
Lost inside the name I use the least
Phony friends lost to the wind, what a relief
The magic of the morning never came
Now the pictures all have faded, but the frame remains
Delusions in my head and they won't go
Crawling thru my brain, I can feel it now
Blasting out my body like a siren
Shutting out the friends that I relied on
Losing any faith in redemption
Coursing thru my veins like a poison
Know that I should quit, but I don't wanna
Addicted to the sound
Turn off the radio
Delusions in my head and they won't go
Crawling thru my brain, I can feel it now
Blasting out my body like a siren
Shutting out the friends that I relied on
Losing any faith in redemption
Coursing thru my veins like a poison
Know that I should quit, but I don't wanna
Sleeping in a town I don't belong to
Hands are on my face, feels like an old friend
Just an empty space I can depend on
Somehow I knew this is where I'd end up
Are there better days that are still to come?
Does any motherfucker really know my name?
Does any motherfucker ever stay the same?
Give me one fucking thing that will never change
Addicted to thee sound
Turn off the radio
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THE NIGHT THIEF
www.thenightthiefband.com
"...a pop-forward merge of synthetic and organic rendered
by sparkling keyboards, svelte guitars, and silky beats. Whether in dance-floor absorption or late-night voyaging, the music is always constant, liquid motion."
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