Glassjaw everything you ever wanted to know about silence lyrics

Glassjaw Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Silence

Lyricist：Justin Beck, Daryl Palumbo, Ross Robinson

That burning feeling
Red liquids, clear liquids
Blessed are the sick
Children shiver in the river

Where is our God now?
Does he watch over all in El Segundo?
He don't lie when he say under

I'm wasting away
I find time to pine
When pining away my time
Within sin

With no redemption
We will find our souls
And the shells they're kept in
All wasted away

Blessed are the sick in me
The prey, the thrill, the chill and we
Are martyrs that crumble on time
Predestination

We'll stop upon dimes
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And he'd constructed us all in El Segundo
As the shivering children pray

Demons in, demons out
Cry for dawn, gratis bored
I'm the matador of the children's ward
Beggars wed choosers

Red sheets, bed sheets
Boozers
I'm the head fan
Blessed be my bed pan

It's a cold, having just been mugged feeling

In the sun, I've got this for you
It's under my finger nails
I brought this for you
It's typically Sunday

I'm digging a hole
I'll shut out the world
This is what its like to be alone
This is what its like to be alone

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Glassjaw

Glassjaw is an American post-hardcore band from Long Island, New York. The band is fronted by vocalist Daryl Palumbo and guitarist Justin Beck, and have undergone numerous line-up changes since their inception. The band has been influential in the progression of the underground music scene in the eastern United States and United Kingdom and on the post-hardcore genre, and are known for their intense live shows and constant line-up changes. more »

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That burning feeling. 
Red liquids. 
Clear liquids. 
Blessed are the sick. 
Children shiver in the river. 
Where is our god now? 
Does he watch over all in El Segundo? 
He don't lie when he say, 
"Under." 

I'm wasting away. 
I find time to pine. 
When pining away my time. 
Within sin 
With no redemption 
We will find our souls 
And the shells they're kept in 
All wasted away. 

Blessed are the sick in me. 
The prey, the thrill, the chill and we 
Are martyrs that crumble on time. 
Predestination. 
We'll stop upon dimes. 
And he'd constructed us all in El Segundo, 
As the shivering children pray. 

Demons in 
Demons out. 
Cry for dawn. 
Gratis. 

Bored. 
I'm the matador of the children's ward. 
Beggars wed choosers. 
Red sheets. 
Bed sheets. 

Boozers. 
I'm the head fan. 
Blessed be my bed pan. 

It's a cold, having just been mugged feeling. 

In the sun 
I've got this for you 
It's under my finger nails. 
I brought this for you. 
It's typically Sunday. 

I'm digging a hole.

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Written by: BECK, PALUMBO, ROBINSON

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Glassjaw

Glassjaw is an American post-hardcore band from Long Island, New York. The band is fronted by vocalist Daryl Palumbo and guitarist Justin Beck, and have undergone numerous line-up changes since their inception. The band has been influential in the progression of the underground music scene in the eastern United States and United Kingdom and on the post-hardcore genre, and are known for their intense live shows and constant line-up changes. more »

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That burning feeling. 
Red liquids. 
Clear liquids. 
Blessed are the sick. 
Children shiver in the river. 
Where is our god now? 
Does he watch over all in El Segundo? 
He don't lie when he say, 
"Under." 

I'm wasting away. 
I find time to pine. 
When pining away my time. 
Within sin 
With no redemption 
We will find our souls 
And the shells they're kept in 
All wasted away. 

Blessed are the sick in me. 
The prey, the thrill, the chill and we 
Are martyrs that crumble on time. 
Predestination. 
We'll stop upon dimes. 
And he'd constructed us all in El Segundo, 
As the shivering children pray. 

Demons in 
Demons out. 
Cry for dawn. 
Gratis. 

Bored. 
I'm the matador of the children's ward. 
Beggars wed choosers. 
Red sheets. 
Bed sheets. 

Boozers. 
I'm the head fan. 
Blessed be my bed pan. 

It's a cold, having just been mugged feeling. 

In the sun 
I've got this for you 
It's under my finger nails. 
I brought this for you. 
It's typically Sunday. 

I'm digging a hole.

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Written by: BECK, PALUMBO, ROBINSON

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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"Are we human, or are we _______?"

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• C. denser

• D. dancer