New Wave



I am one, one that shines
Yeah, I was born of a scorpion's mind
I am one, so alive
Don't try to teach me what your lips can't decide

I'm the Sun, so alive
A simple breath's all I need to get by
Words you speak are like dirt in my mind
I'm gonna burn till all the stars die


Flame on
I used to bleed like a suicide mother
Flame on
And now I breathe in this dirty black summer
Flame on
I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother
Flame on
I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker

As it is, thought divine
A diamond seed in the heart of all mind
All is truth, truth it shines
Don´t hesitate for the world it divides

Flame on
I used to bleed like a suicide mother
Flame on
And now I breathe in this dirty black summer
Flame on
I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother
Flame on
I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker


Songwriters: Bob Marlette / Ian Robert Astbury / Tony Iommi
 



I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed
I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision, reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not gonna help at all
Because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win


Songwriters: David Jon Gilmour / Polly Annie Samson
 
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Is this a reflection of my vanity?
Or a soft rejection of everything "me"?
I can't deny, oh our cowboy nights weren't right, but I am here for the ride
Can you deny what I'm saying now? I might
If our friends read between the lines

Secrets cry out
Severance dance now
Until you wake up on my floor, crashed out
And whom admits we're something more is cast out

In luxury's hours, with looks libertine
I couldn't give you what you couldn't give me
And so it shone in between us like bright designer knives for Rose Alley fights
How can you traipse peaceful even though I carry mine?

Secrets cry out
Severance dance now
Until you wake up on my floor, crashed out
And whom admits we're something more is cast out

Or is it nothing more than that I'm a bore
In denying faith, not Christian Dior
Yet you took my knife like that cowboy bed
So I might, fall on yours

Secrets cry out
Severance dance now
Until you wake me at my door, cashed out
And whom admits we're something more is cast out


Songwriters: Davey Havok / Jade Puget
 
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