One Dead Three Wounded

Cardia Lyrics



We've been living off your pulse in the abscence of

light

The only sensation we feel is the draft for the

freezing outside

Our eyes glance at the clock, waiting for the munites

to move

Bathed in digital light that paints everything in view.

We've spent those past few years contemplating an

escape

If death is the consequence it's a chance we take.



Open your eyes. Flash your brights. Ignore octagon

shaped signs.

You're fucking drowsy if you think this drive will get

you further than our street.

You're fucking drowsy if you think this torch will burn

precisely as you seek.

You ask how the fuck do our hearts beats so long

untouched and the beauty of it...

Trite, awkward gestures frame the canvas of what we

claim to be.

Night driving so long we are in the furthest points of

a car.

Night driving for so long sitting in the furthest

points of a car.

watching the cob webs grow from wall to wall



You asked for my thoughts on the politics of whether

God exists or not.

We live our lives by dialogues on bathroom stalls.



You ask how the fuck do our hearts beats so long

untouched and the beauty of it...

Trite, awkward gestures frame the canvas of what we

claim to be.



Open your eyes. Flash your brights.Ignore octagon

shaped signs.

You're fucking drowsy if you think this drive will get

you further than our street.

You're fucking drowsy if you think this torch will burn

precisely as you seek.



Open your eyes if you think that this torch will do

anything

more than infect old sores and heat up cold wars

Open your eyes if you think that this torch will do

anything

more than infect old sores and heat up cold wars



Up go our hopes like smoke from the cigarettes in a bar

The only reason we breath is cause the pure air is

sparce