Every Time I Die - Depressionista lyrics

trained in the art of devastating the arts be remaining unmoved in their midst. we came down, down, down from that high and now we're looking for more. we're bloodless now, and we are uninterrupted by the majesty of it all. we're pa**ed around, around, around like the currency of the friendless roads. one trick pony. and the parlor isn't big enough for the both of us. 'til d**h do we rock? we're so full of sh**. 'til d**h do we rock! you keep buying it. 'til d**h do we rock? you're so full of sh**. 'til d**h do we rock! you're still buying it. the closed circuit of stimulus that runs between fashion and guilt is winding tighter around the heart. our orbits are collapsing upon themselves. we're retreating into the vogue where we're s**ing the blood from the necks of guitars. beg for the scraps of prose that piled up behind the bar. though we try and try and try we get the melody wrong but we remember the words. we're the parasites but we are delicate in the way we bring each other down. we were oh so close to the start when they finished us. aim the mast at the ground. aim the mast at the ground sail us to the belly of the whale 'til d**h do we rock! we're so full of sh**. 'til d**h do we rock! you keep buying it. the closed circuit of stimulus that runs between fashion and guilt is winding tighter around the heart. our orbits are collapsing upon themselves but we stand in the traffic indifferent to the grand histrionics of god. unmoved.