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Black chanDelier
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
I shouldn't laugh but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
I know it's daft but I guess that I know it deep inside
It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I
When it's just the two of us,
only the two of us I could die
You left my heart like an abandoned car
Old and worn out, no use at all
But I used to be free
We're gonna separate ourselves tonight
We're always running scared but holding knives
But there's a black chandelier,
it's casting shadows and lies
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like
Dressing our wounds with industrial gloves made of wire
Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax
When it's just the two of us
and a cute little cup of cyanide
Different PeoPle
Baby when you hold me
I can feel so wrong
You're trying to console me
Your chance has long gone
So baby won't you take my hand?
So we can do what the others can
We are alive tonight, we are alive tonight
I am going home forever and ever more
No I was never born and there's no such
thing as home
We used to stand so strong
That's why the others have gone
Different person, different argument
In my shadow, no more compliments
One more person breaking the rules again
I'm still waiting for someone else to join in
Stand where the others stand
We're alive tonight
Land where the others land
We're alive tonight
Scintillating and inspirational conversation
Death to everyone
Little purpose, little consequence
Too combative, too cool to realise
SounDS l ike BalloonS
Ancient Rome, we built that fucker stone by stone
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
But we stood strong and carried on
Come on in, do you want to touch my bulbous head?
With features wrapped and stretched to death
A tiny nose is all that's left
This is not for your entertainment
The land at the end of our toes goes on and on
The sand at the core of our bones, it blows on and on
The land at the end of our toes goes on and on
The sand at the core of our bones continues on
The basement's gone, it seems they dug up all our land
The world was lowered man by man, let's move
the sky and not join hands
Life still sounds like balloons
You chew and you chew and chew
Your teeth crumble to the floor
It's where they lay, where they lay
Our past never really dies
I don't think we even try
There's no difference from where we wake
or where we die
Balloons, balloons, balloons
the Joke'S on uS
What's that sound? it's the sound of the truth in us
Reaching highs that we won't in the future
You can't say I didn't warn you
It makes me want to scream
Let's create our own fire
Rainbows in the shape of a girl
Take whatever you want from us
What are you staring at?
Is it our souls?
We embrace all the violence
With a small dose of happiness
Is it us?
Are we alive because god saved us
or is life just a juggernaut?
Are we alive because god tricked us
and this is all just a joke on us?
Stab my heart it won't stop beating on
Cage my mind it won't stop tripping in
You can't say I didn't warn you
It makes me wanna cream
Let's move to California
Find ourselves a whole new world
I want to take it back, I want to take it back
I want to live in the dark, i want to live in the dark
I'm in love with somebody else,
I'm in love with somebody else
oPPoSite
You are the loneliest person that I've ever known
We are joined at the surface but nowhere else
I look in the glass and stare at your strained, grey,
motionless face and ask
Underneath, is there a golden soul?
Take care of the ones that you love
Take care of the ones that you love
Baby I'm leaving here
You need to be with somebody else
I can't stop bleeding here
Can you suture my wounds?
Everyone is beginning to breathe as I break down
You are in love with a shadow that won't come back
Sooner or later, we all have to wake and try
forgetting everything
Underneath, there's a perfect sky
Baby I'm leaving here
You need to be with somebody else
I can't stop bleeding here
Can you suture my wounds and feelings?
BiBlical
Baby if you could would you go back to the start?
Take any fresh steps or watch it all fall apart again?
Play another song here, then you can leave
With your delicate wings, I used to weave
Maybe there's an undertow here
Or maybe this is stuck up in the air
I know how it looks but all that glitters ain't gold
You gave me magical, I gave you wonderful
Cut that invisible cord or I'll starve you
of what's understandable
Let's make immeasurable moves to the left
or the right but not central 'cause
You gave me magical
I gave you wonderful
Let's make this biblical
And hang from our invisible cords
It could have been a wonderful year
Instead we might not make it to the end
Everybody cares, but nobody knows
Baby how can you walk away?
Baby how can you walk away?
the foG
Baby come down to the bottom of the stair
There's a reflection I want you to see
Our history and loneliness
has defeated our devices
Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare
There's a successor i want you to meet
His misery and loneliness
has exceeded expectations
But still we fall down
Look at the stars they're getting younger
Look at your pain your getting older
Not feeling right but always hoping for more
I'm gonna tumble to the centre of the square
There's a triangle i wanted to see
The fog has cast a shadow homeward
We're losing our direction
so forget the whole thing
a Girl anD hiS cat
I never have fun but i wouldn't say no
I guess that's my prerogative
I'll never give up and I'll never look down
That would be the end of it
Look at me now screaming up and down
With huge degrees of lethargy
Some may say that I'm lying down
That don't mean a fuck to me
I should remove you all, nothing ventured nothing maimed
Hang on your suffering wall to decompose and rearrange
Sit tight with your lonely rose, beauty is the death of pain
Don't see it coming at all, so we control and we contain
This is what you wanted to be
This is what you wanted
This is your house this is not your home
I don't know if we're ever gonna belong
You can build a house but not a home
It will always stand on shaky ground
I want to play dumb but I can't let go of my responsibilities
Why have one? you can take all ten
I guess that's not enough for you
We are looking for love
But you're baying for blood
the thaw
Tonight we're gonna share the same space
To see what will become of it
Forgive me if my mouth is dry
I'll blame it on my battlecry
The secrets in the snow will always
come out in the thaw
All those terrible things,
can't you entertain us all?
Tonight we're gonna share the same space
Just if you invite me in
Forget it cause you should have tried
How are you unsatisfied?
You could have taken it all but
you should have asked
I would give you my tongue
or my dying breath
Please believe in me like I believe in you
It's the only thing to see us through
Tonight we have all shared the same space
Has anything become of it?
little hoSPitalS
I'll turn your baby into lemonade
Suckle lemons and trade, trade, trade
Play along in your silver dress
We'll save souls and we'll break bread
All cows shit and angels too
Look around it's the bestest view
Did you think before you spoke aloud?
Your fucking tongue it will do you proud
You seek my cover
Where you go i'll follow on
You never can get enough
We just need to survive
If we're ever going to dream again
I feel sad as we penetrate
Unbuckle buttons and slave, slave, slave
We attack like civil unrest
No home equals no dread
We are individuals in our little rituals
Hospitals, memorials, smaller than disease
Rituals and burials are distant used memories
When you leave i doubt i'll remember you
When you leave i doubt i'll remember you
Small memorials, little hospitals
StinGin' Belle
You say love, I say killing time
What's mine is yours and yours is mine
You make me laugh, I make you cry
I guess that rhymes
You're contained by floors and walls
I'm contained by your control
You're overthrown but underworn
I told you so
We're singing for the stinging belle
She's clearly lost her way
Craving all the simple times inside her tragic day
Grow some balls and speak your mind
You think you're cool like a porcupine
More like doves that are taking flight
The sky is mine
MoDern MaGic forMula
Hey little man, let me sing my song
Or I'm gonna freak out, freak out
Become a dominator, a violator
You can't give it all that it needs
You can't give it all that it needs
All we need is a magic formula
A whole new backbone
It's what we're looking for
So you wanted to change the world
But I didn't believe you
That's why we'll say goodbye to
the good old days son
I'm trying the best I can but
there's a white flag burning in
the middle of my hand
I'm tired of being exposed and
I don't know how much more of this I can stand
Hey heaven's whore, let me sing my song
A cranial freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out
You can't give it all that it needs
You can't give it all that it needs
So you wanted to change the world
But I didn't believe it
That's why we'll say goodbye to
the good old days son
SPaniSh raDio
I'm going to walk to the water's edge
Refuse to be cleansed but struggle in
Your crown don't fit so vacate the throne
And off with your head, I need a shoulder to cry on
I got a heart, I got a reason to love you all,
every single person
It's not at all our conversation,
I'm looking for total dislocation
I always wake to the sound of your voice
And I am floating on an ominous cloud
This dark land looming over the hill
Maintain a holy stance and protect your children
I got a tree, it's time to cut it to its knees,
don't want to rush it
We got to please, we have to glisten
as I remain in splendid isolation
Hey, you can be lost at the same time as being found
Hey, you can be lost at the same time as being found
Victory oVer the Sun
Trees will speak before you listen
Oh my god, no-one knows that
we can barely stand each other
It's not right, no it's not fair
Cause I'd wait anywhere for you
Would you wait for me?
Bleeding tears is the least of our problems here
We can moan our family's gone, blistered feelings
All we have's diseased organs
And I'd die anytime for you
Would you die for me?
Keep digging for the rest of your days
Say something please it's time to pay
Smoke crack for me, read jack for me,
At this time I'd let you spit in my face
I can only make you see the moon,
You can touch it but that's up to you
This is happening because of you
Stay special brother you stay true
We can change the world despite all our enemies
We're fighting on, listen to your heart and sing
Pray for love, it feels like a memory
If we hold on, there's a victory over the sun
Collapse in front of all of your peers
Stop bleeding, keep blocking your ears
Eating babies, drinking black brandy,
Squinting all night through your demonic haze
truMPet or taP
Time once moved so slowly
It moves much faster now
Find a new way to rise
Or we're in trouble now
Where are you at? Is it trumpet or tap?
Are you glued to a wall by this terrible snap?
You know where the sinners are
Life is much better when you let it all go
If if could I'd start over again
Let's start again with a shrug of our shoulders
Angels always start over again
with a rude little mess
They'll always be older than you and me
I will sing for three days
To prove what you mean to me
Lie to my little face
Hard not to turn away
Clowns are madcap,
whores encourage the clap
Living life on the road,
got no need for a map
It seems we are bouncing
Cleanliness will kill us all
Dirt is much cleaner
Prove what i mean to you
Show what i mean to you
Can't you just say it's true?
Can't you just say it's true?
I got a couple of bags on my back
My hair tied up, I'm starting to crack my head
against the wall and floor
The blood keeps coming and I just can't take anymore
I just can't take anymore
I'm just waiting for a change in your barriers
'Cause in my heart I hesitate with what I'm thinking of
I've been swimming for a hundred miles
My arms' getting sore but I'm not turning back
until I'm faster than a whale or a shark
Trust me now brother time to win a new shark attack
Win another shark attack
'Cause nobody loves a spaceman
And nobody loves their friends
You look at me like I'm crazy
but you'll get what you deserve
When suddenly the world stops
And you think I'm not around
Look down baby, I'm probably in your pocket now
SkyliGht
I don't know where we're going from here
but it's time to sing the saddest song
Looking alive with a broken mind,
why don't you ever take my side
We can dream of all the mistakes that we've made
There's no reason, there's nothing left to take away
I now know where we're going from here
and it's time to sing a happy song
Feeling alive with a throbbing mind,
you're never gonna break my stand
We can dream of all the mistakes that we've made
There's no reason, we can't start at the end
We're users but at least we use each other friend
We'll choose our path and face the consequence
Some say love, I say fight
I hope I'm not wrong
A restless soul, a wicked mind
I'd rather kiss the ground than kiss a starless sky
acciDent without eMerGency
The light leaves me terrified
I hate when the darkness dies
Don't you ever want to be brave?
It seems that we feel the same way
I would never leave you crawling
even on the bathroom floor
It can be a lonely place,
have you ever been there before?
No need to run away, no need to run away
Once you feel love, you'll taste the pain
Sent from above, you can't complain
Can I raise my head this morning?
my mind's needing cauterised
I'm in the shallow end drowning, it's a soup of flies
Or am i on a wall? or am i on a wall?
Girl I should have told you but I've never been brave
Standing side by side, we'll take this whole place
If this is an accident then where's the hurt?
At least someone here should be covered in blood
Tell me how to recognise you
now that you're compromised
My skin's covered in holes,
can you please take a look inside?
No need to hesitate, no need to hesitate
I'll take a good look at myself
It's you I want and no-one else
woo woo
I sank down to the gutter and moaned about
all the people that had done me wrong
Pucker up here's a mouth and a half
You can't ignore it in the photograph
I want to change, I want to listen
My selfish ways have reached their limit
Are we alive or are we finished?
Let's move along and not diminish
I removed all my fingers and toes
Don't want to hold anything too close
I slid down all the columns at hand
That's not as glam as you think it sounds
I will love you for the rest of my life
Can you love me 'til the end of time?
So we can start the journey home
We'll start the journey home
Don't you ever want to take sides?
I guess that's family suicide
If this is a concert then where's the crowd?
Let's sing it out and sing it proud
Picture a knife f iGht
I wouldn't listen to her, she'll only break your heart
I'd rather listen to man, woman but not whatever you are
We'll tip it over the edge and watch it disappear
I'll paint a picture of you, well my impression of what is inside
With your stolen eyes
I'm gonna stare at the sun
Until I burn them out
And then I'll picture a knife fight
We're gonna dig up the sky tonight
Bury the sun for the rest of our lives
Lay low and never lie
We're gonna stay here 'til we make it alright
I'm going to grip onto her tiny saxophone
Place an absurd mound of flesh down the tube
And whistle what's inside
I'll tie a ribbon to her because she's all i need
And then i whisper to her, I'd gladly live my whole life on my knees
What's the use if we're struggling on?
We've got to let this go before it sinks it's claws deeper into our souls
We've got to stick together, we've got to stick together
What's the goal if we're struggling on?
We've got to let this go before it sinks it's claws deeper into our souls
We've got to stick together, we've got to stick together
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Biffy clyro are Simon neil, James Johnston & Ben Johnston.
Directed & Produced by Sam wrench & neil anderson.Executive Producers: christian tattersfield, alex h.n.Gilbert& Jennifer ivory.
Executive Producers for J.J. Stereo: John Paveley & ruth Paveley.
Line Producer: amy James.Edited by reg wrench & Ben wainright. Pearce Assistant Producer: John Bannister. Assistant Editor: Martin craswell.Edit Facility: Preditors & J.J.Stereo, London.Transcribing: lee holmes & James fennSound Mixer: David wooleyColourist: reg wrenchSuper 8 Developing: Pro8mm, Burbank, CA.Camera Facilities: Visual impact, London.
Record Producers: GGGarth & Biffy clyro.Recording Engineers: ryan williams & Ben kaplan. Assisted by chris owens.Mixed by ryan williams.Studios: the Village recorder, Santa Monica, CA, Pulse recording, Los Angeles, CA & oceanway recording, Hollywood, CA.Studio Technicians: nick rowe, Jerry Johnson & Gordon allison.Mastered by ted Jensen, Sterling Sound, NYC, NY.
Artist & Repertoire by alex h.n.Gilbert.
Also Featuring:David campbell, clint Mansell, Mike Vennart, Jamie Muhoberac, eric rigler, Matt chamberlain, Joe Barresi,Jorge contreras, erick hernandez, Jose hernandez, fernando Moreno, Joaquin rodriguez, Suzie katayama,charlie Bisharat, Songa lee, Mario De leon, tammy hatwan, Gerardo hilera, alyssa Park, tereza Stanislav,andrew Duckles, Steve richards, rudolph Stein, Salvadore lozano, Mark adams, alan kaplan, Douglastornquist, alyssa Suede, cal Voce Singers.
Extra Special Thanks:Jennifer ivory; the Village Studios, Santa Monica; west la recording, Los Angeles; British airways; fenderGuitars; ashdown amplifiers; Pearl Drums; california chicken cafe (Santa Monica).
Band Management: Dee Bahl, 1554 Management.Paul craig & Jessica lord, nostromo Management.warren entner, w.e. Management (North America).
Shot entirely on location on two west coasts.
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Biffy clyro are Simon neil, James Johnston & Ben Johnston.
Songs & Lyrics by Simon neil. Music By Biffy clyro.
Published by Good Soldier Songs administered by warner chappell Music Ltd.Produced by GGGarth & Biffy clyro.
Recorded by ryan williams & Ben kaplan assisted by chris owens. Additional engineering by Steve churchyard, JP reid & nick rowe.
Recorded at the Village recorder, Santa Monica, CA, Pulse recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA, first Baptist church,Pasadena CA; ocean way recording & capital Studios, Hollywood, CA. Assisted by Shinnosuke Miyazawa, wesley Seidman & Mike Glines.
Studio Technicians: nick rowe, Jerry Johnson & Gordan allison.
Mixed By ryan williams at Pulse recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA Except Biblical mixed By Mark ‘Spike’ Stent at the Mix Suite, Santa Monica, CA.
Assisted by Matty Green.Additional Production on Different People, Skylight & The Fog by clint Mansell.
Additional Production on Trumpet or Tap, Girl & His Cat, Different People & Biblical by James rushent.
Orchestrations Arranged & Conducted by David campbell.Orchestra Contractor & Accordion : Suzie katayama.
Mastered by ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York, NY.
Artist & Repertoire by alex h.n.Gilbert.
Orchestra: charlie Bisharat, Songa lee, Mario De leon, tammy hatwan, Gerardo hilera, alyssa Park, terezaStanislav, andrew Duckles, Steve richards & rudolph Stein. Brass: Salvadore lozano, Mark adams, alan
kaplan & Douglas tornquist. Mariachi Group: Jorge contreras, erick hernandez, Jose hernandez, fernandoMoreno & Joaquin rodriguez. Bag Pipes by eric rigler. Choir by the cal Voce Singers. Pedal Steel by Greg leisz.
Tap Dancing: alyssa Suede. Additional Keyboards & Programming by Jamie Muhoberac & Ben kaplan. AdditionalGuitars by Michael Vennart. Additional Percussion by Matt chamberlain. Additional Vocals on Opposite & Accident
Without Emergency by Benjamin Bridwell who appears courtesy of columbia records, a division of Sony Music entertainment.
A&R Co-ordination for 14th floor by conor o’Mahony & william wortley. Assisted by Storm yeechong.
Worldwide management: Dee Bahl (1554 Management); Paul craig & Jessica lord (noStroMo Mgmt)
Co-management in North America: warren entner.Booking agent worldwide ex-North America: Steve Zapp at itB.
North America: ron opaleski at wMe.
Cover Design & Photography StormStudios.
All our love to francesca, lynne, louise & ross, all our families & friends & to our fans. Thank you for everything - we couldn't do it without you