1. STUCK IN MY THROAT

These wars of words are pointless
Nothing gets accomplished, no
To see you bent and broken
You'd think I'd like it

But I don't
It disgusts me
That I can be
So petty and so weak

Yeah, you're sorry
Everyones always so sorry
Yeah...
And I thought I heard you say
"To lose is not ok. Win is the only way."
Guess what I did with my day
Well, I failed

Despite my reservations
I think it's time that we met, we met
And all these complications
Yeah they make me something I'm not

This is a war
You're kitten as a cat
I know where it's at
Yeah this is where it's at
Yeah...

Yeah you're sorry
Everyone is always so sorry
Yeah...
And I thought saw you stray
But I love you anyway
And I'd like us to be forever
That's what I tried to say
But it got stuck in my throat

And words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing

Stuck in my throat
Now that I know it could only be you
I try to speak out
But the words are missing
Words are missing


2. DOLL FIN

Spread my arms and now take flight
I straighten up and I push myself into the light
My shattered spine, there is no pain
Suffering this misery without a name
My misery without a name
Misery without a name

All these amphetamines
Running through my veins
I am lucky I don't drown
Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes

I have seen the fall of kings
Slowly now I strip the beetle of its wings
Without fear and without shame
I accept this misery without a name
My misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name

I do not fear the change
Ripping through my system
I am always coming down

Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
Damn your eyes
God, damn it all!

This is all, this is my
This is all, this is my
This is all, this is my all
This is it, this is it
This is it, this is

If I wanted to
I could break you
But I don't want to
So I will let you suffer

What is this that melts my brain?
I may die, but I am damned to live again
Touch my eyes, and say my name
This is mine, my misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name
Misery without a name


3. SCARED OF THE POLICE

I'm scared of the police
I'm scared of the violence
I'm scared of handcuffs
And truncheons
I'm just too scared

So pack your bags
We're going home
This place has started to stink
I've been standing around
For far too long
And my feet have started to sink

And I'm scared of becoming
A statue, a monolith
And not changing, ever
It's not healthy, and I'm just

Scared of it

And I'm scared of your anger
And I don't know what causes it
And you know that it hurts me
But I like you