This is kinda diff'rent. Good to have have John clicking on cylinders after a long holiday sabbatical. Even threw a little reggae in there!
(Right Click and "SAVE AS")
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ASSASSINATION ENTHUSIAST
music - John & Steve, words - Nick
Hear the crackle, a whip of heat, no shame in dying at my hand
If you leave, get wasted by the best
A gentle tug, then blackness fills the eyes
The sounds of strings and weightless dreams
Systematically, mathematically we all cash in early
The next breath is always the most fresh (capillaries explode with life)
Pack your bags, we’re finding a new mortal coil
This one has lost its allure
Assassination. Watch them fall in the crosshair.
Assassination. Cleaning blood off of the drain.
Assassination. Purify with firepower.
Enthusiast.
Ice cold veins pump the life to the brain, no use in living in a lie
When you go, know it’s by the best
Trenchcoat conceals the methodology, shadows hiding me
Through my eyes you’re all bloated bags of red
Faces staring up from the cobblestone in my dreams
Dreams of riches of gold and cash and sex on spent shell casings
Pack your bags, it’s time to leave this cold hard world
Yours is a life I claim as mine
Assassination. Watch them fall in the crosshair.
Assassination. Cleaning blood off of the drain.
Assassination. Purify with firepower.
Enthusiast.
Let loose the furious barking puppies of hollow point bloodshed
No disgrace, someone’s bound to want us all dead at some point or another
It’s a part of the pact, the collateral fringe benefits of filling the graves
Even killers have to hang their hat at night and kiss their mothers
Who’s to say what’s right and wrong when matters are compounded
Each new morning, we all make our peace with God, a fresh slate
We ride the day and make mistakes and a few of us won’t see the dawn
Even victims have someone’s blood under their fingernails if you look close
Blood washes off, Guilt washes off
No lasting stains, no crime displayed
That’s not insanity
That’s enthusiasm
Assassination enthusiasm
Guitar & Drums: Makarewicz
Guitar, Bass, & Drums: Murphy
Vocals & Keys: Nunziata
(Right Click and "SAVE AS")
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(Right Click and "SAVE AS")
<a href="http://www.chud.com/demo/assassinationenthusiast.mp3" target="_blank">http://www.chud.com/demo/assassinationenthusiast.mp3</a>
ASSASSINATION ENTHUSIAST
music - John & Steve, words - Nick
Hear the crackle, a whip of heat, no shame in dying at my hand
If you leave, get wasted by the best
A gentle tug, then blackness fills the eyes
The sounds of strings and weightless dreams
Systematically, mathematically we all cash in early
The next breath is always the most fresh (capillaries explode with life)
Pack your bags, we’re finding a new mortal coil
This one has lost its allure
Assassination. Watch them fall in the crosshair.
Assassination. Cleaning blood off of the drain.
Assassination. Purify with firepower.
Enthusiast.
Ice cold veins pump the life to the brain, no use in living in a lie
When you go, know it’s by the best
Trenchcoat conceals the methodology, shadows hiding me
Through my eyes you’re all bloated bags of red
Faces staring up from the cobblestone in my dreams
Dreams of riches of gold and cash and sex on spent shell casings
Pack your bags, it’s time to leave this cold hard world
Yours is a life I claim as mine
Assassination. Watch them fall in the crosshair.
Assassination. Cleaning blood off of the drain.
Assassination. Purify with firepower.
Enthusiast.
Let loose the furious barking puppies of hollow point bloodshed
No disgrace, someone’s bound to want us all dead at some point or another
It’s a part of the pact, the collateral fringe benefits of filling the graves
Even killers have to hang their hat at night and kiss their mothers
Who’s to say what’s right and wrong when matters are compounded
Each new morning, we all make our peace with God, a fresh slate
We ride the day and make mistakes and a few of us won’t see the dawn
Even victims have someone’s blood under their fingernails if you look close
Blood washes off, Guilt washes off
No lasting stains, no crime displayed
That’s not insanity
That’s enthusiasm
Assassination enthusiasm
Guitar & Drums: Makarewicz
Guitar, Bass, & Drums: Murphy
Vocals & Keys: Nunziata
(Right Click and "SAVE AS")
<a href="http://www.chud.com/demo/assassinationenthusiast.mp3" target="_blank">http://www.chud.com/demo/assassinationenthusiast.mp3</a>
