Lyrics Recoil: Unsound Methods

 

 

Unsound Methods-- 1997

 Incubus

Every time I think I'm gonna wake up
back in the jungle
Every minute I stay in this room
I get weaker
Each time I looked around the walls
moved in a little tighter
I've never seen a man so broken up ripped apart
They say my name is death
I've nevre seen a man so broken up ripped apart
But I'm alive, I am alive
I've never seen...
I am born ten thousand times
I've never seen
Ten thousand ways, I'm alive
I am the shadow, ??
I am the evening come
I am your greatest fear, your greatest love
born in ten thousand ways for each and every day
I am alive
I am the victim of a lying morality
and so, I am beyond caring
I am born ten thousand times in ten thousand ways
My head swims in spoilt mother's milk
I am too alive, there are too many of me,
too many to kill
They're in my head, they know my name
My name is death
and I am alive
I am alive.

 

Drifting

With your wild, call the pace
taste the tracks of the waste
with your wild, with your sweet
with your cold black-eyed teeth
I close my eyes and I pray, yes I pray
Let it slide, let it slide
ignore me and everything I've done
for I am stupid, I am poison
I take this one and I taste the tracks
I taste the tracks of the waste in my head
And you face me instead, I must 
Be drifting somewhere
I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard
to see reason
The burning is here, is only here to follow through
But there it is harder than a screaming fist
and I hate it
It's dark behind your smile and
I can follow through
(Let it slide, let it slide
Ignore me and everything I've done
for words like bullets they know when to come
and taste the tracks, and taste the tracks
of the waste in my head and you face me
instead
Well ignore me and everything I said)
For I am stupid, I am poison
I held in my hand but it's hard
so hard to see reason
It's dark behind your smile and
I can follow through
I close my eyes and I pray, yes I pray
with your wild, call the pace
Taste the track of your waste 
With your wild, with your sweet
with your cold black-eyed teeth

 

Luscious Apparatus

Carla was on her break from graveyard shift
at the mayonnaise factory
She sat at a teetering picnic table
There was a toxic orange moon and it was slightly cold
Carla took out her knife and began etchin random words
on the table's surface
then she thought of her co-worker Jack
Carla liked to think of Jack as a luscious apparatus
He was meaty but graceful
His flesh seemed folded ontohis body like a suit made of meat
Carla started to think of Jack as a luscious apparatus in a meat suit
Thinking this gave Carla a dreamy smile
her mouth was small to begin with but dreaming
made it even smaller
that's just how some people are, their mouths get smaller with dreams
Carla's small mouth was dreaming
As her knife began carving a poem into the table
I like hot voids, smooth pants, lazy beds in the rain
I like tongue petals, lather, a blistering sun
but what I like best is the worship of a luscious apparatus
When Carla was done carving she went back to her work station
and scooped shiny whit goop into jars
that's just how some people are...
The next day Jack took his own 1 a.m. lunch break at the same picnic table
He noticed the poem carved into the wood
Although he didn't know who had written it, he co-incidentally thought
Luscious apparatus aptly described him 
So he took out his own knife and wrote luscious apparatus was here
after a few days both Jack and Carla happened to sit at the
picnic table at the same time
They both started to look at the things carved in the table
Then they looked at each other
They knew who each other was
Carla's mouth got small and dreamy, Jack's eyes got round and hot
when they got done with the graveyard shift
they went back to Jack's apartment and had sex
Wordless sex, slow sex, fast sex, talking sex,
Sex like animals have, sex like boys have, sex like girls have
sex upside down, sex inside out,
sex with grins, sex with tears,
sex, sex, sex
Then she noticed the knife by the side of Jack's bed,
Jack picked the knife up
And Carla knew at once that Jack's wounds were from
carving himself
Jack was trying to carve poems into himself
and now he wanted to carve some in her
This was where she drew the line
She'd have any kind of sex but not with a knife
When Carla refused to let Jack carve her up,
Jack felt cheated and misled
He felt that by carving a poem in the table Carla had been begging to be carved upon
Carla didn't see it that way at all
She got up and started putting on her clothes
Jack went nuts, he was coming at her with a knife
Carla was scared, Carla was shaking and sweating
Then, because she was small and could move fast
She ducked and Jack tripped and fell
and impased himself in the arm with his own knife
He howled and howled and Carla got the hell out of there fast
Carla didn't think of Jack as a luscious apparatus after that.

 

Stalker

I can make a perfect picture from a voice
Her serenity oozed into my ears
It didn't take long for her to know me
and I knew it felt good
Pick me up and use me, pick me up
and use me she was saying
You are nothing, you are nothing without me
You are nothing, you are nothing without me
If I am taken, you think that you can live again
But you are nothing, nothing without me
you know I'm here for you, right here for you
see, she took all the glory, she took
everything, everything I had to give
Sucking it out of me
but I am always gonna be here
because I am the punished one
she took everything, she took all
the glory, everything I had to give
sucking it out of me
You are nothng, you are nothing without me
You are nothing, you are nothing without me
if I am taken, you think that you
can live again
But you are nothing, you are nothing without me
Without me, you are nothing.

 

Red River Cargo

Lead me on through the night
Take my hand, precious Lord
And lead me home
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me on through the night
Take my hand, precious Lord
And lead me home

Control Freak

A girl who can't shake off the smell
of a man she met but didn't know well
She thinks she feels him in her skin
She thinks she sees his sideways grin
she sees him on the street by chance
follows him as if entranced
gets on a train that he gets on
A girl like this she is possessed
She sits two seats behind his own
can hear him sigh, a little moan
She wonders what he's thinking of
as he removes his right hand glove
She notices his hand is strange
as if the bones were rearranged
She thinks of what she'll say to him
she hears it playing deep within
You're all I need to get high
The man jumps to his feet just then
Slips out the train and round a bend
She almost loses sight of him
Shuts her eyes, thinks of his skin
She catches up just as he goes
Into a bar and down below
To where cases of wine are stacked
There is no light, it's nearly black
You're all I need to get high
He turns around to face her then
His right hand seems to claw the air
She doesn't know why she came here
She doesn't know what possessed her
Sweat's running down her spine
But then he breaks into a smile
That lights up his whole face
And then he starts to laugh and laugh and laugh
And then he says "I've thought about you
Since that day we met but barely spoke"
They start to kiss, he rubs his hand inside her tights inner band
She shivers up against him hard, she reaches inside of him far
But then she stops, she pulls away, she starts
to go and he tells her "stay"
But tshe walks determined up the stairs
she sways a bit, she flaunts her wares
She's got him where she wants him now
She knows he'll follow hard and
how anything she says will go
any yes she'll turn to no
He follows her outside and says
"Hey wait, don't go, stay here"
She turns around and sneers at him
and walks away for days

 

Missing Piece

I wanna write myself on the walls of your heart
Because the knot that holds us altogether
throws us all apart
I'm gonna stop myself before I say something true
Because the answers that roll from my tongue
Are nothing to do with you
And I hold a piece up to the light
Hold a piece up to my eye 
Found a missing piece from my set
Found a person I'd not met
Hold a piece up to the light
old a piece up to my eye
Found a missing piece from my set
ound a person I'd not met
Sometimes is a loney place
So tow me over to the light, the sound
he sound it is in sight
Found my heart was contained within a cell
Found my heart in this tuck-a-way-me world
I hold a piece up to the light
Hold a piece up to my eye
Found a missing piece from my set
Found a person I'd not met
Sometimes is a lonely place
Sometimes is a lonely place

 

Last Breath

There's a song that tells you about
The sounds you hear in the night
The animals crying because they're hungry
And the child crying at night
Because he's hungry and lonely
So take my hand
And walk this land with me
And walk this lovely land land with me

 

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