I feel the top of the roof come off
Kill everybody there
As I'm watching all the stars burn out
Trying to pretend that I care
But I didn't, no-one ever does
And I would, no-one ever will
Can't you see it's all flown out of my hands
And our clothes are all too often ripped
And our teeth are all too often gnashed
And it lasts as long as it possibly can
And I just don't
And
I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
And I just don't
And I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
And I just don't
And I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
And I just don't
And I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
Faces sweaty, arms and legs
What a glorious set of stairs we make
Faces sweaty, arms and legs
What a glorious set of stairs we make
Faces sweaty,
arms and legs
What a glorious set of stairs we make
We kill everyone with
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads,
arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
Thank god that's over
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
(Thank god that's over)
I feel the top of the roof come
off
Kill everybody there
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
(Thank god that's over)
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
(Thank god that's over)
As I'm watching all the stars burn out
Trying to pretend that I care
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
(Thank god that's over)
But I didn't, no-one ever does
And I would, no-one ever will
Can't you see it's all flown out of my hands
(Arrowheads, arrowheads,
arrowheads, arrowheads)
(Thank god that's over)
And our clothes are all too often ripped
And our teeth are all too often gnashed
(Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads)
And it lasts as long as it possibly can
Lyrics taken from /lyrics/h/have_a_nice_life/bloodhail.html
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Great stuff. I actually started off with this song during my very first college radio broadcast. I've recently started a shoegaze hour. Not a lot of people listen but it's so much fun to do.
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And i'm watching all the stars burn out... tryin to pretend that I care..
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but I didn't, no one ever does, and I won't, no one ever will.
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My roommate recently showed me this band. Definitely one of the greatest bands I've heard in a while. Check out a band called Merchandise (Tampa, FL). Sort of a similar sound.
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Probably one of the best songs/albums ever...
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Agreed! Both discs are amazing, but this track along with The Big Gloom are unbelievable.
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Great band and great song. I had it on a cd and I would listen to it on my drive to work nearly everyday. Their LP, Time of Land, is also very good.
I feel the top of the roof come off But I didn't, no one ever does But I just don't, but I just don't accept this And I just don't, and I just don't accept this Faces sweaty, arms and legs Faces sweaty, arms and legs Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads Thank god that's over Thank god that's over Thank god that's over But I didn't, no one ever does
Kill everybody there
And I'm watching all the stars burn out
Trying to pretend that I care
And I would, no one ever will
Can't you see it's all flown out of my hands?
And our clothes are all too often
ripped
And our teeth are all too often gnashed
And it lasts as long as it possibly can
I just don't accept this at all
And I just don't, and I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
I just don't accept this at all
And I just don't, and I just don't accept this
I just don't accept this at all
What a glorious set of
stairs we make
Faces sweaty, arms and legs
What a glorious set of stairs we make
What a glorious set of stairs we make
Faces sweaty, arms and legs
We kill everyone with
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's
over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
Thank god that's over
And I would, no one ever will
Can't you see it's all flown out of my hands?
And our clothes are all too often ripped
And our teeth are all too often gnashed
And it lasts as long as it possibly canSimilar Tracks