Super 8 Flashback

by Kung Fu Academy

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released April 15, 2013

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Track Name: Super 8 Flashback
Oh my dear, it was a shambles
It took six hours to be left in doubt,
Her mind's made up, but then then it's not
I stood like a sinner 'fore the firing squad,

You're a ghost called could have been,
Tragically you'll always haunt me here,
My flashback's in super-8,
Every frame has a picture of you,

I've no idea who wrote her lines,
They read the climax from some teen romance,
She could've said it all in five minutes,
But I heard it again and again and again...

Because the words out her mouth
don't match the want on her lips,
and I convinced myself she couldn't fake that,
but through hindsight's lens,
you see the veil of pretense,
Man, she held my hand knowing she'd break it,

You're a ghost called could have been,
Tragically you'll always haunt me here,
My flashback's in super-8,
Every frame has a picture of you,

Because the want on her lips,
don't match the words out her mouth,
and I convinced myself she couldn't fake that,
but through hindsight's lens,
you see the veil of pretense,
Man, she held my hand knowing she'd break it,

You're a ghost called could have been,
Tragically you'll always haunt me here,
My flashback's in super-8,
Every frame has a picture of you,
Track Name: Sally
Time's ticking away,
And you can't wait to get off this train,
And throw yourself over the bathroom sink again,

Because the thrill's too short,
From the first or second snort,
So don't stop 'till you're knocked off your feet again,

But you can't stop talking baby,
'Cause time seems to slow,
Skies roll past right over your head,
And rip the breath from your very soul,

And the thread's starting to slip,
And break the cracks between your hits,
And you only seem to go out when you're out on it,

And your memory subsides,
As avalanches crash in your mind,
But don't stop 'cause it's catching up again,

But you can't stop talking, baby,
'Cause time seems to slow,
Skies roll past right over your head,
And rip the breath from your very soul,

And the room's spinning baby,
Let that paper brush your noise,
Draw another line it'll help you sleep,
And dream that you're in control,
Track Name: Junction
It was a slow night - a slow burner,
It's eight o'clock I'm praying for eleven,
The city never sleeps 'till the second you're bored,
And the taxis don't care for where you're going,

You sit by the window,
Blow regrets into your cigarettes,
You keep saying how bad it's been,
Well I'm sick and tired of how bad it's been,

My overnight bag's a bottle of Jack,
But every-time you speak I drain it,
The last train's gone: my escape route home
You make me want to blow my brains out,

You're such a bore, man – and a liar,
Same story but you've changed her name,
I'll see the bottom of this bottle before you're through,
But your slurs shake me sober again,

You sit by the window,
Blow regrets into your cigarettes,
You keep saying how bad it's been,
Well I'm sick and tired of how bad it's been,

My overnight bag's a bottle of Jack,
But every-time you speak I drain it,
The last train's gone: my escape route home,
You make me want to blow my brains out,
Track Name: Warpaint
When it's just you and yourself,
In the 3am sunshine,
Every streetlight turns into a lighthouse
as you drift back from sea,

There's no echoes from the world before,
Just taxis heading for the sunrise shore,
And every footstep takes a little longer than the last one,

It's a paler set of colours,
And a quieter set of sounds,
But it's the morning and your door's closed to me from now on,

You're not human tonight,
In the 3am sunshine,
You're a bad-lit still with What If's chill
just running and running through my mind,

Look at the stars with their fortunes to sell,
If you ever see them through the orange veil,
And every footstep feels like the first one with a thousand to go,

It's a paler set of colours,
And a quieter set of sounds,
But it's the morning and your door's closed to me from now on,

You're never out of my head,
In the 3am sunshine,
You're a bad vibe spark that breaks my heart
and any silence around here,

I swear it was just seconds ago
we were lovesick lost in this loveless world,
But that dream never made it through the night to the 3am sunshine,

It's a paler set of colours,
And a quieter set of sounds,
But it's the morning and your door's closed to me from now on,
Track Name: You're Such A Flame
If only I could read your mind
and end, for once, these games,
My head's confused and your head's composed
And I doubt that's about to change,

We've stolen too many stolen kisses,
And borrowed too much borrowed time,
and every morning after the night before
You re-engage these games with my mind,

And every-time you take a little more,
And leave me with so much less,
It's not that I can't say no,
I've just lost the war to resist,

You say I shouldn't take it to heart,
Or second-guess your every line,
But my heart's poured out when your heart won't disclose
if it's going to let me in sometime,

I've lost count of the time you've asked for time,
Just to sleep it off or never reply,
You're good at this game, you've got a perfect score,
Why can't we play on the same side anymore?

And every-time you take a little more,
And leave me with so much less,
It's not that I can't say no,
I've just lost the war to resist,

And then fast-forward to the morning,
It always plays out the same,
It's all smiles 'till I'm out the door,
I'm just a moth, you're such a flame,

Sometimes at night, you'll burn that much brighter,
But come the morning you've choked out the fire,
and then you stare, you know how your eyes go
Because you know:
You've got to let me let you go,

And then fast-forward to the morning,
It always plays out the same,
It's all smiles 'till I'm out the door,
I'm just a moth, you're such a flame,