Protest The Hero - Grandfather's axe song lyrics

My words come back to me

As I watch you walk away
So cue up a laugh track and playback my previous take
(Fuckin' sexy Tony)
A quick glance around the room reveals to me a truth
Everyone is temporary and moving on from you

Come back to my place tomorrow
We'll grab a case and a bottle
No brakes, it's all fucking throttle
Nothing to do but move on

I can't fight it
But I can't accept it and just move on
I can't fight it
No, I can't fight it

New blood, old veins
Fresh kill, stale pain
Same old sickness, but a brand new strain
Like new wine in old bottles
Fresh flesh on fossils

It's alive
(It's a lie)
It's the same damn thing

It's commonplace, but still quite strange
How different pieces are arranged
Create a hull that looks the same
But everything has changed

Fragments of yesteryear remain despite decay
While violent weather washed other parts away
(Fuckin' wash it away)

A fresh bit of lumber
Perfect size to fill the gape

(What the fuck!?)
Measured and cut down
And hammered into place

Although it's plain as day
What has remained has changed, too
I know you hear it in my voice

Come back to my place tomorrow
New faces, same fucking bottle
No brakes it's only the throttle
Nothing left to do but move on

I can't fight it
Maybe I'm holding on too long
I can't let go
Cause I'm not done
I'm not done

So give me that fucking beat, you asshole
Make it fast and desperate
We're not here without you
I don't care if they accept it

Play that fuckin' riff, you dickhead
I wanna hear it sing

It's alive

(It's a lie)

It's the same damn thing

We're swimming with the tide
On a course diagonal
Swim against the tide and die

Bathe in the warmth and light
Of the final setting sun
The day is long, but finally done

I miss my friends
I miss the crew
I miss the old days
I'll take them with my where I go
On every stage

It's alive

(It's a lie)

It's the same damn thing