ฟังเพลงJet Black New Year

Jet Black New Year - Thursday

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-wired skylines

By artifical 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

Walking like each others ghosts

Around these silent streets (the seditatives 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 that spells your name

Jet black - the blood that＇s in your veins

There＇s music playing

But we dance to the beat

Of our own black hearts

And draw diagrams

Of suicide on each others wrists

Then trace them with razorblades

Fire to flames

＂strike match ＂

Burn these words from our lips

As the dagger screams

＂Love is dead ＂

Have we lost what we love

Have we said everything

Does it change everything

Stare at the clock

Avoid at all costs

This emptiness

Have we lost everything now

Walking like each others ghosts

Around these silent streets (the seditatives 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

Have we lost everything now

Walking like each others ghosts

Around these silent streets (the seditatives tell you everything is alright)

Like calendars dying at new year＇s eve parties

As we kiss hard on the lips

And swear that this year this year

Ten seconds left

Until midnight

Nine chances to drown ourselves

In black hair dye

Eight faces turned away

From shock

Seven windows and six of them are locked

Five stories falling

For ever and ever

Three cheers to the mirror

Now there are two of us

Can we have one last dance

Jet black - the ink that spells your name

Jet black - the blood that＇s in your veins

Jet black - We say ＂how long can we take this chance not to celebrate ＂

Jet black - the ink that spells your name

Jet black - the blood that＇s in your veins

Jet black - We say ＂how long can we take this chance not to celebrate ＂