The Sun

Dystopiaone

I can make it to the end of the road
But these days I've left to go are movin' slow
I can break it, I can break the mold
This time pick myself back up from feelin' low

CHORUS:
You say 
When the time comes I will pray
You say 
 I just might lay these old bones down today

I can take it, I can bear the load
Of all your burdens, and my own
I can fake it, until I make it show
Paint a smile on while I'm digging up old bones

Old Bones

Lost in translation between the life and grave
Ones and zeroes, losers and heroes
My disposition gets hard to define
This sickness grows, God only knows, God only knows

Again, like then, it's an addiction
The taste of your blood my only connection
My reflection doesn't show

The flavor of you lingers on 
The memory of you dances 
Like wayward glances through the places that I've known
Your voice still sings the siren's song
I took a look back, and you're gone

It's only love, I can quit any time
Tried to find God in your rhythm to my rhyme
And so I asked it from the comfort of my casket
And got no answers but promises of wasted chances

Again, like then, it's an addiction
The taste of your blood my only connection
My reflection doesn't show


Dead Goons - Reflection (WIP)

Black is in your bloodstream, blackened sky when you scream
Blotted out the stars again and we go hand in hand
We go hand in hand

Just children of the grave, we cannot be saved
And so embraced the burning bridges that we made

CHORUS:
	Lights out, darling, can’t keep this fire burning
	I won’t die tonight but if you leave I just might
	Lights out my pretty thing, there’s bats inside your belfry
	I promise you won’t feel a thing  

Death is such a mystery but life is when you kissed me
Your soft touch upon my skin and I was born again

Black is in your bloodstream, blackened sky when you scream
Blotted out the stars again and we go hand in hand

BLACK OUT THE SUN (Black is the color of your eyes)
BLACK OUT THE SKY (Black is the flavor when you die)


Dead Goons - Lights Out (WIP)

Day shine bleary, whiskey blind... moonshine weary, cherry wine.

Langley - Whiskey Blind

She lays she waits
On every street corner
She grabbed & kissed me
And man it was over
Watching her spin around
getting me hotter
a moth to the flame
I m a pig for the slaughter

	Chorus

	Like a black hole
	I believe
	I can't leave 
	even if I wanted too
	Gravitational pull, there is no escape
	I just feed her
	My little man eater

Soul to soul
Lost all control
She pulled me in 
I slip inside her
Point of no return
No chance to decline
Beyond space and time
Whats hers becoming mine

The darkness is pulling me in
I feel trapped once again
Like a bird to the snare
Just unaware
Like a bird to the snare
Without a care

(Lyrics and Music: Tim Holloway, Vocals: Teck Langley)

Dead Goons - Little Maneater

Murky Shadows Outdoors Intro Theme

Been a long day, babe... up here on the moon
Writin letters to you, hope to see you soon

But I don't miss it down below, gonna stay up here and take it slow
The earth's gone crazy don't you know

I'm kicked back in the back seat of my big black gallactic cadillac
And I feel real smooth, watching interplanetary grooves

Gotta lotta rum and a little juice and nothin to left to lose
On this supernova sunrise afternoon

Kicked back in the back seat of my gallactic cadillac
And I ain't ever comin' back

Old Bones

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