Take the doors off the hinges
Mend the dresses, fix the fringes
Fear no more the heat of the sun
There's no life in being fused
To someone that you just abuse
While growing famished on the memories of fun
But the people must notice
The people must see
There she was, right in front of me
And I say
Come back around, lover
It's not too late
We'll just sit back and watch it all burn down
Because we're just the dice in the cruel hands of fate
Falling right out of heaven to the ground
Shopkeepers fidget in their windows
As you feel the world get too close
You curse these bodies that we wear
They're not enough to bear the years
Piling up like souvenirs
You hear the end, whispered softly as a prayer
But the people must notice
The people must see
There she was, right in front of me
And I say
Come back around, lover
It's not too late
We'll just sit back and watch it all burn down
Because we're just the dice in the cruel hands of fate
Falling right out of heaven to the ground
You can't celebrate without an end
This is not the way that these things are done
You can't decorate what you must mend
Is it nobler to face it or run?
Come back around, lover
It's not too late
We'll just sit back and watch it all burn down
Because we're just the dice in the cruel hands of fate
Falling right out of heaven to the ground
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God damn is this album a good time! The pace of the music is upbeat, the rapid-fire lyrics are tongue-tie-twisted, like the themes of Go Back Home. Every song is a gem - check out many of their videos online. Give this, and the Kiss the Misfits EP, and Attention Seeker a spot in your rotation and you might find they'll never leave. Love these darlings across the Pond! chicagogrooves