Tema: Bane - Tekstovi Pesama

Fuck What You Heard


So for the first four months it was bad And certainly best for you that I didn't Carry a gun or know where you lay your head at night And it was not her as everyone had thought But you, how easily you were able to turn away From all that we were Those things that you said Admit it, your words they came as cheap as your breath And with even less meaning, you selfish fuck The next time that you tell me that you love me Please look me in the eye so that I can see the twitch And I will fight to keep my balance


Pray to hold my temper Ten years of history traded away for a nickel and The world's most crooked grin You would not know 'nobility' if it jumped right up And punched you in the face And this rock won't turn to a butterfly No matter how hard I squeeze But I will face it while you look the other way Face it (Always facing it) I believe that it's the only way So many moments wasted on you and this rage Waiting for the dust to settle Or these tears to dry or the axe to fall Something has got to give

Every Effort Made


Holding this moment in the palm of my hand
This thing still means so much to me
Beliefs that have stood the test of time
A force that surrounds us – penetrates us binds us all together
These days belong to us
It’s in the things that we said, and all that it meant
Ideals that won’t fade and every effort made
And it’s so much more that just fucking clothes
It’s in the way that you cannot sit still
Chewing on words but spitting out actions
Fire the fire that burns so deep inside
The fire that keeps hardcore alive

The Big Gundown


卆nd did i mention that there are still those days
where i can hardly lift my head up from the pillow
or looking out the window of the plane
rooting for disaster
sometimes i just run out of reasons
but the clock keeps ticking and the minutes keep coming
and all i can do is rise to slaughter the hours
let the air out of these days
killing time
staring into corners or at strands of her hair
waiting for the call that tells me where to next
wishing i could trade these stupid words
for hollow point shells
before every move that I make equals check-mate
did i just say her?
this song is not for her
no matter what i抳e said or longed for
or that her name still moves along these walls
lives in this pen
(i抳e made promises)
this song is for Buk, for 慣rane, for Wes, and for Marty
who keep their barrels oiled and ready
the few that I would trade ten days to spend one hour with
rare like a ruby at the bottom of the sea
beautiful like the sparrow in the kittens jaw

Superhero


she rolls her eyes
and lights another
"one day i'll quit these things,
they're killing me."
she blows her brains
right out her fucking mouth
i just don't know how you do it

well, there is nothing in me
that you don't have
deep within your fucking self
well, there is nothing in me
that you do not have
deep within your fucking self

yes, the body is weak
but the mind is stronger
it controls the body
you are not a slave.

and i am not a superhero!

you see, the difference between hard and impossible
well, it's a thousand miles wide
but that's not what you want to hear.
don't live a lifetime of regret.
is there a moment of uncomfort
never knowing, no, no, never knowing
how great it feels to be free

Some Came Running


out on the road, little boys let their beards grow
oh, so busy talking about the things that we don't know
all done worrying about the things we used to be
(I'm too busy finding out what I'm gonna be)
and finding weapons of mass destruction
to combat this boredom that claws at my eyes, my ears!
no longer can i worry about whether these words
have touched you or failed you! fuck, you're too busy bitching about
clothes that do not fit:
"so play the violins."

I'll keep getting in the van
worrying about money for the rest of my life
just so that you can have this to talk about.
our time is to spend time with you,
and if you don't want it well that's fine too...

walk right out that door,
this room was growing cold with you!
this room that is my home!
and I cannot
and I must not
and I will not
let clean shaven boys that all look the same
toss hand grenades into this, my faith!

Struck Down by Me


Calling you out for the last time Come show your face for the first time I've got a head full of questions And a busted heart filled with lies Won't spend one second on my knees Will not be thankful for what I have not asked for Or apologize for hating all that my eyes see This solution is my salvation Life is too slippery for books clarice The time has passed for tricks like faith and grace The beast laughs more and more everyday Evil has never been afraid to show it's face Just look to the front page Look into the face of the starving Or infants born with a disease they will never understand For every miracle one million bodies

Piled high in your name I'm calling you out Come show your face Stand before me I will destroy you Shed your mask and I will destroy you The priests that serve so proudly in your sons name As sick as any monster that walks the streets And I'd walk away just to see you cry Leading young boys into the hell That they have preached against Once You tell me how they can ever trust in Cause loving words are only words when loving words mean nothing One single word that you have said Your empire has been built on the guilt of the meek To your heart...

And I walked away So many lives imprisoned And I haven't seen, seen that smile for a while And a shame that spins out of control in your name And now I'm choking on my self-segregated heart Young Tommy who finds you only in his father's shiny handguns Marches his truth straight into school Points the barrel and pulls the trigger And bodies turn into colored rain Tell me a story I can believe Look me in the eye And tell me a story that you believe

Place in the Sun


Would you believe that the last time these skinned knees healed It no longer amazed me like it used to and I hate to say it but... Things they suddenly made a simple kind of sense The horror, the mad ness, the helplessness of it all That there is indeed beauty as well as blood In life's ocean of disasters These shattered dreams and dead promises Will not stand forever like graves But one day grow legs and slowly walk away In between the tornadoes and stomped on untrue love letters There will be those shining gentle moments Like the last page in your favorite book or How badly I miss my mother But how much I've come to love my father And you scream that it's been forever since You witnessed blue skies But trust me when I say that yes This too will pass It will quiet Literally nothing stays the same Just look to the clouds and you shall see Always changing forever moving on again and again Life's one worthwhile guarantee

Snakes Among Us


your garbage it is growing
and your weapons and rebellions
were charged on daddy抯 card
to all your baffled looks
we didn抰 choose to do this the hard way
but we scream our lungs and we raise our glasses
to all the girls, and all the boys
with the first five minutes of a war always at their sides
(and like the man said?
"i fall asleep with pen in hand there抯 something
you should know"
and all your guts and all your goals
came in the shiny promo package
knew how this would end before you bled for the beginning
strike a pose
so when you get off your happy little bus
with your happy little smiles
with your happy little instruments that never go out of tune
we will be fucking up and missing words
following you in a van that we had to beg to start
and of course we抮e fucking angry
and of course we抮e tired and ugly
it抯 not all a sunny Sunday
(and like the man said?
"you can take a road that takes you to the stars
i can take a road that will see me through"

Just How Much (Chain of Strength)


hey listen..
yeah i just got one thing to say.
i wanna talk about something that means a fucking lot to me.
it's a matter of pride the way that i feel when there's betrayal.
where the fuck is your head man?
and just how much does this mean to you?
what does this mean to you?
it's my life.
it's my solid rock.
it's the one truth that i can beleive.
commited to myself, committed to you
it's a matter of pride the way that i feel when there's betrayal.
it hurts so bad every time i have to see that shit!
am i the only one left?
my friends told me i should let it ride..
i feel stronger inside.
yes, i am much stronger.

In Pieces



No matter how much I say that I have learned life's lessons,
the only way to know life's lessons is when it smacks you right in the face.
Rubberband stretched to the limit, but still I cannot help but pull it just a little bit more.
Once again my whole world crumbles, walls cave in, and I fall backwards, everything I know taken out at the knee.
Hands stuffed deep into my mouth to keep from choking on the words that show how much I know 'bout knowing nothing, nothing at all.
I know that these days will have an end, just like I know that I'll be back again.
This place is awful, but it's familiar.