Sadistik - Micheal lyrics
[Sadistik - Micheal lyrics]
Teeth marks on the skin
The greatest trick the devil ever played
Was to take away my friend
I got your face engraved into my flesh
So I can try to make amends
With that day I won't forget
In Minnesota I flew in so
That we could both record
Me and Kristoff Krane were supposed
To go on tour nobody answered
We were knocking on your door
And when they carried out your body
I was staring at your shoes on the floor
Still the answers never come
Your funeral was beautiful
It captured what you loved
I sat there in a stupor
Fractured by the hugs
That I gave your family members
Growing sadder by the months
But, I won't dwell inside the ends
And that's not what you would want
You would tell me find connections
To the world and to tell it my confessions
The hell that I invest in is
A part of something bigger
Words that you would write
They would carve into the center
Right on target 'til they start to fill
My heart up with the letters
Shadows have shadows and it's
Darker than remembered
When this story has an ending to the
Part I had together with my friend
Absence makes the heart grow fonder of
The time before the absence
And the nights spent trying to imagine
When you played I was blinded
By the magic you displayed
I tried to reenact it in a way
I need the dark today to see the stars decay
Cause if I can fall asleep
Then I can dream we are awake
Another shot of Jameson and PBR to chase
Another conversation in a seedy bar to play
Right? Man, this side of me's the worst
When I'm terrified that all I'll
Leave's a dynasty of dirt
But, you believed in me and
I believed your words so in turn
I believed in things when I
Would need the courage
To move on, on and on and on and on it goes
When I'm nodding off an awful lot
To songs that you had wrote
I want to honor all the art
And progress that you showed
I miss my confidant and honest
Talks allotted on the phone
With you Mike - I wish that
I could hug you again
It's getting harder to pretend and
I can't undo what's been
Thanks for being someone I could come to
A friend
I hope I make you proud - I love you, the end
Isn’t a person just a
Collection of their mistakes, and also
Their, kind of, undoing of
Their mistakes? I mean
What else are you? You know
You’re always…you’re always just
The reaction to the bad parts of yourself
I think and I think
That’s what is kind of like
A driving motivation behind any
Human being that’s…who wants
To continue to grow and live life
‘Cause they’re looking at their
Flaws and trying to, go beyond
It and I think that a person, you know
Essentially dies when they think that they
Found themselves
Ya know? Unless you want to admit
That you, yourself, are not an individual
And are just part of a whole…movement
Of ideas, and thought, and culture
And humanity and, furthermore, the
Universe, and everything - unless you
Really feel like that, and you’re
Walking through walls, you know
You are always trying to find
Yourself and it’s usually
A person who believes that they’ve found "the
Answer" - found "the end" -
That there actually is a
Psychological end and then what’s the
Point of, you know
Doing anything after that?
The greatest trick the devil ever played
Was to take away my friend
I got your face engraved into my flesh
So I can try to make amends
With that day I won't forget
In Minnesota I flew in so
That we could both record
Me and Kristoff Krane were supposed
To go on tour nobody answered
We were knocking on your door
And when they carried out your body
I was staring at your shoes on the floor
Still the answers never come
Your funeral was beautiful
It captured what you loved
I sat there in a stupor
Fractured by the hugs
That I gave your family members
Growing sadder by the months
But, I won't dwell inside the ends
And that's not what you would want
You would tell me find connections
To the world and to tell it my confessions
The hell that I invest in is
A part of something bigger
Words that you would write
They would carve into the center
Right on target 'til they start to fill
My heart up with the letters
Shadows have shadows and it's
Darker than remembered
When this story has an ending to the
Part I had together with my friend
Absence makes the heart grow fonder of
The time before the absence
And the nights spent trying to imagine
When you played I was blinded
By the magic you displayed
I tried to reenact it in a way
I need the dark today to see the stars decay
Cause if I can fall asleep
Then I can dream we are awake
Another shot of Jameson and PBR to chase
Another conversation in a seedy bar to play
Right? Man, this side of me's the worst
When I'm terrified that all I'll
Leave's a dynasty of dirt
But, you believed in me and
I believed your words so in turn
I believed in things when I
Would need the courage
To move on, on and on and on and on it goes
When I'm nodding off an awful lot
To songs that you had wrote
I want to honor all the art
And progress that you showed
I miss my confidant and honest
Talks allotted on the phone
With you Mike - I wish that
I could hug you again
It's getting harder to pretend and
I can't undo what's been
Thanks for being someone I could come to
A friend
I hope I make you proud - I love you, the end
Isn’t a person just a
Collection of their mistakes, and also
Their, kind of, undoing of
Their mistakes? I mean
What else are you? You know
You’re always…you’re always just
The reaction to the bad parts of yourself
I think and I think
That’s what is kind of like
A driving motivation behind any
Human being that’s…who wants
To continue to grow and live life
‘Cause they’re looking at their
Flaws and trying to, go beyond
It and I think that a person, you know
Essentially dies when they think that they
Found themselves
Ya know? Unless you want to admit
That you, yourself, are not an individual
And are just part of a whole…movement
Of ideas, and thought, and culture
And humanity and, furthermore, the
Universe, and everything - unless you
Really feel like that, and you’re
Walking through walls, you know
You are always trying to find
Yourself and it’s usually
A person who believes that they’ve found "the
Answer" - found "the end" -
That there actually is a
Psychological end and then what’s the
Point of, you know
Doing anything after that?