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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#15,193 today
Peak #45
#1,533 in subgenre
Peak #9
Author
Charlie Shaughnessy
Rights
2009
Uploaded
February 06, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.5 MB • 128 kbps • 9:17
Lyrics
Noise Floor:
Verse 1
A trail of crimson tears is what’s left of our past
Looking back to see what’s there
Nothing but regret and it is oh so clear
An aching for revenge is what keeps us in tune with our souls
But when revenge knows no bounds
We’ll be there to help them build their burial grounds
Pre-Chorus/Chorus
Basing all we know on things that don’t even matter
And when we look back, dissatisfaction reigns supreme
And when the noise clears, we see the truth
(Staring at us like it was always there)
Verse 2
I yearn to feel pain in my moments of disdain
This is what it’s coming to –
Wicked pains within my brain long overdue
Contrived, artificial, magnified to one hundred and ten percent
This has never been so clear
Barriers between my pain have disappeared
Pre-Chorus/Chorus (shorter version)
Tracing all that we’ve known back to fictional moments
And when the noise we see the truth
(Staring at us like it was always there)
Interlude
Just let go, enter oblivion
Clear your head,
Dissatisfied with interference from your peers
Causation
(Scream)
Close encounters with my destruction
Have led me into my last obstruction to
Rid myself of the noise floor that has been keeping us apart
Verse 3
Enslaved and kept away, never knowing what to say
Though my thoughts were engineered
All of my elusive states have disappeared
A test of our dreams – taking sides, separating the extremes
See to it that we prevail
Peace of mind now ensures that we’ll never fail
Pre-Chorus/Chorus
Basing all we know on things that don’t even matter
And when we look back, dissatisfaction reigns supreme
And when the noise clears, we see the truth
(Staring at us like it was always there)
