ReMasters Volume 1

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Tomorrow’s Dead
Room, I’m in your room
The melting man that’s made of wax
And it’s you with the match in your room
Tomb, the wretched air the dying light
And it’s you with the key to this tomb
Tomorrow never cares, tomorrow’s dead
Another day another breath inside your mind
You’re in my head you’re in my head
Breath, you hold my breath
I want it back I want it back
Without you there’s no air in this room
Tomorrow never cares, tomorrow’s dead
Another day another breath inside your mind
You’re in my head you’re in my head
Another day another breath inside your mind
You’re in my head you’re in my head

The Spirit Is Willing
…go on the same trip together
on the same trip together
I never took the time to live
Now I want it more than anything
The spirit is willing
But the body cannot hold on
The flesh is chilling
As the heartbeat stops
It’s time to caress the past
It’s time to atone at last
The spirit is willing
But the body cannot hold on
The flesh is chilling
As the heartbeat stops
The spirit is willing, the spirit is willing

The Secret Garden
My secret garden no friends and no enemies
My secret garden there’s no need for intimacy
My secret garden I feel no rejection there
My secret garden I feel so painless in there
No faith in love or god above don’t need to fear anymore
Beneath the ice pressed in this vice but it’s where I belong
My secret garden I hide from insanity
My secret garden where nobody’s hurting me

Razors In My Eyes
I’m walking through the mud where her bodies are buried
Feeling the repulse, but then I’m
Sleeping with the dark and her satanic verses
She murders with desire
And then she freezes me and I ‘m cold
My skin is cold my life is cold
Broken sky, razors in my eyes
That’s how she makes me feel
Broken sky, razors in my eyes
That’s how she makes me feel
Yellow is the hue where my fever has struck me
She murders with desire
And then she freezes me and I ‘m cold
My skin is cold my death is cold
Broken sky, razors in my eyes
That’s how she makes me feel
Broken sky, razors in my eyes
That’s how she makes me feelP

After The Funeral
After the funeral I’m going home,
After the funeral, home on my own
There’s nothing more to say, nothing more to do
Nowhere else to go, can I say I’ll miss you?
After the funeral the silence grows loud
After the funeral, away from the crowd
There’s nothing more to say, nothing more to do
Nowhere else to go, I’ll miss you.
It’s a wet day in May – June, July disappear, disappear

Saviour
You are my saviour
You are the sun and the rain
You are my torment
You are the pleasure and pain
You are my saviour
You are the dark and the light
You are my anguish
You are my blindness and sight
Free me, free me, free me, free me
I am your saviour
I am the sun and the rain
I am your torment
I am the pleasure and pain
Free me, free me, free me, free me

With Your Sad Eyes
With your sad eyes in this sad room
You are invisible to me and I to you
Outside the rain is frozen on the window glass
and you, are frozen inside
Outside the sky is turning into dust
and you are, turning to stone
With your sad eyes in this sad room
You are invisible to me and I to you
With your sad smile in this closed room
You are gone
Outside the rain is frozen on the window glass
and you, are frozen inside
Outside the sky is turning into dust
and you are, turning to stone
With your sad eyes in this sad room
You are invisible to me and I to you
With your sad smile in this closed room
We are gone

Razor Arms
There’s no escaping this
I’ve no composure left
Tied to a falling sky
I’ve nothing left to lose
When I crash into your razor arms
When I crawl into your bed of blades
When I’m torn and no blood remains
I’m never going to give it up
Never going to give it up
Never going to give you up
There’s a burning ring of fire
I’m walking through the hoop
I’m, falling through the cracks
No safety net beneath
When I crawl into your bed of blades
When I’m torn and no blood remains
I’m never going to give it up
Never going to give it up
Never going to give you up

1980 You Were A Boy
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl
I saw you in your leather skirt you looked beautiful
I saw you in your leather skirt you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl you were a boy you were a boy
you were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl

I’m Your Machine
I’m your machine and I love you, will you love me too?
I’ve never said these words before
I’ve never felt alive before
I’m your machine
I’m your machine
I’ve never said these words before
I’ve never felt alive before
I’m your machine and I love you, will you love me too?
I’m your machine
I’m your machine
I’m your machine will you destroy me?
Or shall I crush you first?
I’m your machine I’m your machine
I’m your machine I’m your machine

The Emporer’s Tram Girl
I’m your machine and I love you, will you love me too?
I’ve never said these words before
I’ve never felt alive before
I’m your machine
I’m your machine
I’ve never said these words before
I’ve never felt alive before
I’m your machine and I love you, will you love me too?
I’m your machine
I’m your machine
I’m your machine will you destroy me?
Or shall I crush you first?
I’m your machine I’m your machine
I’m your machine I’m your machine

My Polaroid Friend (Thin White Duke)
Do you know my friend?
I had an imaginery friend
He would sing songs to me
He would make faces at me
My polaroid friend never stayed too long
My polaroid friend capture him now before tomorrow’s change
My polaroid friend thin white duke upon a thousand walls
Can you hear my friend?
My imaginery friend
He could see aliens and he made a believer of me
My polaroid friend never stayed too long
My polaroid friend capture him now before tomorrow’s change
My polaroid friend thin white duke upon a thousand walls

All tracks written by G. Pappas except With You Sad Eyes by G Pappas/P Kearney.  Copyright 2019