Cursive The Casualty Lyrics

The Casualty Lyrics

The night has fallen down the staircase
And I, for one, have felt its
bruises
Equilbrium; inebriated
Our social graces have been
displaced

As we sink deeper into the drink
The volume
increases....
Night time resurrects fault lines
Silent wars -- rumble
somewhere below
The surfaces verses...
The surfaces verses...
The shoe
is dropped, lungs explode
Shards of words of a shattered voice
And there's
still a hole where the phone was thrown

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
ah...
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

The moon is rising, a
revolution
I close my eyes and the room is spinning
You're
screaming:

"Sweetie, the moon has raped me --
It has left its seeds
like a tomb inside me
So I must learn to abort these feelings
This
romance is bleeding..."

Night time triggers the land mines
Bedroom
wounds -- lovers like brigadiers
Marching two by two...
Marching two by
two...
A soldier's down
Flood gates burst
I've said some things I wish
you'd never heard
Like, "There's still a hole where the phone was
thrown."
It's growing as we speak
And it's sucking us both in
A vacuum
of sorrow to swallow up the day