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Living in a whirlwind!

Spiraling out of control!
In the eye of the storm
Disconnected, from the world you were born
Cheating death, just to get your fix
Cannot survive, its the end of the line

They look you in the eye and all they see is an empty stare
Living like a rat, you choke on your own despair
Still you’re sinking lower, each day more desperate
You hide below the surface, waiting for the end

ESCAPE!

Must escape

Ridden with the stress that YOU CAN’T TAKE
Must escape
Not time to turn back, far too late
Can’t escape

Everything around you, ceased to make sense
Waiting until your time will come..
To pass

Look into the mirror at what used to be your face
A ghastly visage you don’t recognize, gone without a trace

[?]

WHIRLWIND! [x5]

I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever
In the pocket of yesteryear where faults have fallen to some
I begged not to carry the corpse
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts
Unforgiving you
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism

I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes
To feel the gravel beneath my knees
To wake in a home
To feel the gravel beneath my knees

God had sent my calamity into
A deep space from which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape

God had sent my calamity into
A deep space from which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape

[Spoken outro]

You always keep me coming back for more
So many faces in the world but I want yours
The way you make me feel inside my bones
I can’t remember how it feels to be alone
And when you call my phone late at night
Anticipation always burns me up inside

Shimmy my way down underground, polluting airways in my wake
Swaying architecture, grappling a birthday cake
It’s an analogy backfire, in the cliché storm of backwards prose
Shoot the agony beam, Wearing sacrificial clothes

I haven’t slept for weeks
Just a couple more and I’ll be yours
I’ll be coming homing again
And we’ll tear apart those sheets
And forget the world, a little while
Get to know your form again

Say the part, say the phrase, say the meaning, I want to hear what you’re
Seeing
Say the part, say the phrase, say the meaning, I want to know what you’re
Feeling
If it’s making sense on time, then why do I hear their whines?
If it’s moves and breathes it’s fine, don’t let it mess with your mind

Paging Dr mess your patients throwing food and ate his robe

You always keep me coming back for more
So many faces in the world but I want yours
The way you make me feel inside my bones
I can’t remember how it feels to be alone
And when you call my phone late at night
Anticipation always burns me up inside

Shimmy my way down underground, polluting airways in my wake
Swaying architecture, grappling a birthday cake
It’s an analogy backfire, in the cliché storm of backwards prose
Shoot the agony beam, Wearing sacrificial clothes

Quantum something can do anything, easier said than done
An accidental public confession was made, can’t be the only one
I was in a viper fight, but I’m alright.
That jacket looks good on most people
Confused cause I’m too dumb to find the light, finally exiled

Overcome by circumstancei put my life in the devil’s hands
Fell lower than before, Lower than ever before
I know it’s hard to forgive me now
But I swear I’ve taught myself how
To barricade the door, I won’t go there anymore

Overcome by circumstance Separated by consequence
I fell lower than before Lower than I have beforeif
I could just get through to you
We could put in the final screws to the barricade the door
And start back where we were

Carcinogenic isotope, we need the A-team montage.
Disregard the message from the ending of the album

I was raised to believe
All, all that I read
Fall in line with me
It’s all, all that I see

Got a box of lies
Gonna get you high with the words of wisdom that you need to hear

Got a big ass book
And I’m not a crook
But I’ll take your guilt in the form of dollars

Got a box of lies
Gonna get you high with the words of wisdom that you need to hear

Got a big ass book
And I’m not a crook
But I’ll take your guilt in the form of dollars

Fall in line with me
It’s all that I see
What I believe
(Its all that)

Fall in line with me
It’s all that I see
What I believe
(It’s all that)

It’s all that I see

Keep my fingers crossed
I wanna be somewhere that I belong
(Never fold under pressure)
Keep my fingers crossed
I wanna be somewhere that belong
(Never mind how I got there)

Never mind how I got there

Back to sloth and sleeping binges
Self defeating outburst, cringes
Thoughts gets rusty, creaky hinges
Lost that box of clean syringes
Stuck to the ceiling
I’m in view
Can’t shake the notion
I’m becoming you
The look from above same as below
Sign up for high, free dose of low
The Jig is up, I’m the one
Manipulate the ones I love
Light my path, reveal the beacon
Where’s my balance
Can’t stop thinking
StopI wear soul on my sleeve at night
Searching for substanceI lose control of my autonomic mind
Waiting for the impulse
And I saw the rage burning in your eyes
Your thoughts intangible
Follow me down, we’ll get paralyzed
Around the winding road
Hang on, hang on
Don’t lose composure now
Hang on hang on
Feed into the miracle
Don’t be fucking cynical
Hang on, hang on
Don’t lose composure now
Hang on hang on
Girl don’t be so difficult
Come here let’s get physical
Sinus pressure
Getting older
I like weight upon my shoulders
Here I live inside this cd
Tell your friends he’s super creepy
Weirded out
A simple human confused by words
Arrange and move them
Into spaces no apparent meaning
Eat this song your ears are greedy
Cut out this conversation, desperation, now
Losing admiration, holding onto accidents
What have I done?
What have I done?
That calls for your attention?
What have I done?
What have I done?
That keeps you hanging on?
I can turn it off again
I can smile on a whim
I can make believe in him
The function in the algorithm