Thursday - Jet Black New Year lyrics

thursday

five stories falling

"jet black new year"

don't even take a breath.

the air is cut with cyanide.

in honor of the new year.

the press gives us cause to celebrate:

these air raid sirens

flood barbed wire skylines.

by artificial night.

as we sleep to burn the red

from our bloodless lives

tonight we're all time bombs

on fault lines.

have we lost everything now?

we're walking like each other's ghosts

around these silent streats (the sedatives tell you everything is alright)

like calendars dying at new year's eve parties,

as we kiss hard on the lips

and swear this year will be better than the last

jet black-the ink thet spells your name

jet black-the blood that's in your veins

we say,"how long can we take this chance not to celebrate?"

there's music playing

but we dance to the beat

of our own hearts

and draw diagrams

of suicide on each other's wrists,

then trace them with razorblades.

fire to flames,

"strike match"

burn these words from our lips

as 'the dagger' screams,

"love is dead"

and it's a "newspaper tragedy"

have we lost what we love?

have we said everything?

does it change anything?

stare at the clock.

avoid at all costs.

this emptiness.

ten seconds left

until midnight.

nine chances to drown ourselves

in black hair dye.

eight faces turned away

from the shock:

seven windows and six of them

were locked.

five stories falling

forever and ever.

three cheers to the mirror.

now there are two of us.

can we have one last dance?

how long can we take this chance not to celebrate life?

this is a awesome song listen to it