Dead Poetic

Dead Poetic

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Taste The Red Hands

Written By: Brandon Rike

1 TASTE THE RED HANDS

Let it burn in your eyes. Your cover is blown this time.
And you knew this was gonna happen, you could taste the red hands.
And like the flies, you'll eat the worst of everything.
And you knew this was gonna happen, you could taste the red hands.

But you needed this.

There's a glossary of dirty words for people just like you.
And only for people like you, I reserve the words:
Backstabbers and money whores, and dirty rotten millionaires
that always wanted more.

Pull the wool on my eyes, like a crooked, burnt-out saint.
I believed and soaked in every word you said,
always tasting red hands.
But the fight never ended and we're all here.
Singing loud for revolution, and sitting battles out.

But you needed this.

There's a glossary of dirty words for people just like you.
And only for people like you, I reserve the words:
Backstabbers and money whores, and dirty rotten millionaires
that always wanted more.

And it's sick outside, but I'm trying to keep you alive.

And all fingers are pointing right at you.

But I burned this down for you.

The Dreamclub Murders

Written By: Brandon Rike

THE DREAMCLUB MURDERS

So after all, you needed more than a death-threat fall.
You needed more, and I let you fall.
Into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw.
And I remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in.
But it's gone, and they're here.
So let's kill these felons now.

But I remember you, you'll go, you'll find a way back home.
But I remember you, when you stand there,
You stand with your eyes closed.

And I feel, tonight, that I let you die.
But you could have lived forever, it took smiles to keep you alive.
But heroes die, and so did mine.
But you go, and I stay, will it keep you at peace now.

But I remember you, you'll go, you'll find a way back home.
But I remember you, when you stand there,
You stand with your eyes closed.

And I'll dig you out, and I'll sit you up.
For the fools to find you, the fools breathe into you.

So sleep child no one can touch you now.
No one can hurt you now. Not here. Anymore.

New Medicines

Written By: Brandon Rike

NEW MEDICINES

These are the words that tear you apart.
And these are the words that take you away.
And these are just words they'll tear you apart.
When no one here will say what needs to say.

New medicines should ease this pain.
They're the only ailment for it.

It's this air and time that's bringing me home again.
A lame attempt at playing the part again now.
In a place you don't know.
And this stance as sturdy as leaves in a storm.
The premise and motive fueling blank faces.
The fool in a place you don't know.
In this place, you don't

New medicines should ease this pain.
They're the only ailment for it. All over again.

These are the words that tore me apart.
And these are the words that'll take me away.
I'm not in the business of faking to please vain opposers.
A dead legion of new, cloned followers.
You're cornered in a place you don't know.
In this world, you don't.

New medicines should ease this pain.
They're the only ailment for it. All over again.