paroles de chanson Canary in a Mine - Sadistik

Death's a sad bone; bruised, you'd say
And yet she waits for me, year after year
To so delicately undo an old wound
To empty my breath from its bad prison
The phone off the hook
And the love, whatever it was, an infection

Like a canary in a mine
If I start singing death I hope you're carrying a nine
Eight years deep said I'd marry her in nine
Kings Queen blowing cloud rings staring at the sky
Sub-Zero temperatures still tearing out my spine
Stars above us hover in a paramount design
This is cinema, my piss and vinegar makes living difficult
We kiss the stitches shut until it parallels the mind

Constellations look like pointillism poignant pen places poison in 'em
Dropping gems like an oyster center
Got a koi fish in him swimming where the noise is hidden
Now I can't avoid the venom, love-torn from the Joy Division
Increase the dosage til peaks that I reach are closer
And heavens still seem below us this medicine eats its own
My memories each alone, vermillion dreams recurring
I'm sketching it with a rose, you left it beneath my bones

My speech is blurring it's reoccurring I need to learn
To play my part
We're made of carbon that means if it breathes it burns
Seasons turn to frost-bitten August went into freezing first
Beast of burden walks in a tarpit until he sinks in dirt, awkward
I'm dancing with two left feet to a eulogy
One day I hope my passion turns my ashes into jewelry
Ruining all I touch when the blood-covered the jubilee
Maneuvered through the cruelty, beautiful's what you grew to be

Death is there, which means that the world's gonna die
You know the world that you know it's gonna be over
Listen, I never lied to you

Death isn't a question I'm taking it like a lesson
I etched into in my skeleton case in I forget the message
A vestige of bad intentions, no heaven won't make it better
Those devils don't take a breather, they stay and assess wreckage
With that Hara-Kiri nearing I'm peering across the ocean
My periodic devotions grow teary-eyed from the poems

So weary I've been unfocused I'm hearing cries from my close ones
A myriad of emotions I'm mirror-like in my opus
Let the breath get in I'm present more precious than any gem is
Sentimental mental's heavy no respite from leaded headaches
Here they come, nobody hears me I'm clear you see through the charades
Never let go of the echoes but savor the time I'm blessed with

Even then I have nothing against life
I know well the grass blades you mention
The furniture you have placed under the sun
But suicides have a special language
Like carpenters they want to know which tools
They never ask why build
Death all by itself, becomes a passion