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Thursday, 15 September 2011

Song choice - Watchtower



The Watch Tower

Verse 1

I’m sick of myself, blood drips down my foundations
I have to watch their bodies fold, under the pressure
A shattered spine a broken skull, the least of my expectations
IfI had a pound for each one id be made of gold, of f'ing gold

Pre chorus 1

The elevator goes up, but only bodies fall down
They’re falling off of my head, and losing theirs on the ground

Chorus

I am, I am the watch tower
I watch, but I only watch them die
The irony is that I’m suicidal
ButI can't jump off myself

Verse 2

I’m sick of plain corpses crash and burn, no face no recognition
Just empty eyes and clotted blood, with no expression
From new born child to rotting man, to just conceived make the incision
Sign here to have your name engraved in bold, in f'ing bold

Pre chorus 2

The elevator goes up but only bodies fall down
They’re falling off of my head, and losing theirs on the ground

Chorus (as previous)

Bridge

This is: manslaughter, mass murder
You’re not a f’ing martyr
Constrain you, I’d brain you
But I don’t have limbs and neither
Will you when you hit the floor
Fake gods won’t save you anymore

Outro Chorus (as previous)

2 comments:

  1. OK Tom. Do you have a link to the song at all? Some analysis of lyrics would be good also

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  2. Sure, i'll post an analysis of the lyrics

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