Glassjaw
Album • 2017
Bare The writing on the wall has faded And no heroes Pale Hell before you Never to come back New neighbor You want more Homewrecker Bleeding the last worm Nothing’s bigger than nothing Spare me your secrets New saviour And just like cancer Young dreamer You want more Homewrecker Bleeding the last worm (the last worm) Nothing’s bigger than nothing I’m searching for A familiar face In my surroundings I’m searching For a familiar face In my surroundings I need you broken and pale Running and scared I need you broken and pale Running and scared I’m searching for A familiar face In my surroundings I’m searching For a familiar face In my surroundings
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
Brace, shifting again I shouldn't know but I do Stab, a hand in the dark Seeds the killing field Bad, say it again But only if it's mine Stand closer to harm My sole believer Never to repeat, even if it's mine And never to remember Improper pleasures Imperfect Strangers I shouldn't even know I shouldn't know I shouldn't know Improper pleasures Never to repeat, even if it's mine And never to remember Improper pleasures Imperfect Strangers I shouldn't even know I shouldn't know I shouldn't know Improper pleasures I'll be gone long before the devil can say "mine"
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
There's cancer in the water There's a knife for my lover Battered Disemboweled All alone I want more Love you in the stall When you're cold And I take more Faith Like any other There's a knife for my lover Battered Disemboweled All alone I want more Love you in the stall When you're cold And I take more Ah-uh-ah-uh-ah Ah-uh-ah-uh King of kings It's comical Love you in the stall When you're so And I take more
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on the mule I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule From my lips to your ringing ears Cut the screen and open wide As you bask in the sun No, no You never complain No You just pass the plate around I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on the mule I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule Bad taste Panting like a dog Fucked before the gettin's real good From my lips To your ringing ears Better buy it a drink And pass the plate around I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on the mule I'm not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
All is burned The devil made me Hours Down to the wire Tell me that you'll be Deafeningly silent under me Freezing over I will answer you in kind Answer you in kind Freezing over I will answer you in kind Answer you in kind Strange hours through my fingers Time standing still Pretty hell All is ravaged I stay awake Tell me it's easy Godless one sighing inside me Freezing over I will answer you in kind Answer you in kind Freezing over I will answer you in kind Answer you in kind Strange hours through my fingers Time standing still Pretty hell Pretty hell
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
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The guilty, and us alike All fall, in the big one A new spring Dust to dust Man to maker Man to maker Martyr The given Dogs killing for theirs You scorch the earth before you Roam the waste like ants under duress Men dot the skies above you To scorch the earth before you Off-grid, and offline It all falls, and the gears halt A new spring Man to maker God delusion God delusion And it won't take much to get the rest of us Martyr The given Dogs killing for theirs You scorch the earth before you Roam the waste like ants under duress Men dot the skies above you To scorch the earth before you Nothing (nothing) Nothing (nothing) Nothing Nothing (nothing) Nothing (nothing) Nothing Nothing (Nothing) Post-collapse Dust to dust Burn you Gas you Watch you Dust to dust Nothing to nothing Nothing (nothing, nothing, nothing) A new spring Dust to dust Man to maker Man to maker Martyr The given Dogs killing for theirs Dogma paves the way And in its wake Find superstition Down the barrel of a gun Man to maker God delusion They'll send us to meet him They'll send us all to meet him
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
Lies Volumes between you and yourself A live one Kneels down And when he comes to find you The savior spares yours and takes mine Truth too sharp for your ears to hear Rattled to pieces Over and over Kick over the statues You've prayed away one million nights Termites choke on a splinter The wiser saves yours and takes mine Truth too sharp for your ears to hear Rattled to pieces Over and over Thoughts not worth their salt (Gold) once gold in the womb An afterthought (Gold) thoughts not worth their salt Gold in the womb There's gold in the womb Gold in the womb (Gold) thoughts not worth their salt (Gold) once gold in the womb An afterthought (Gold) thoughts not worth their salt Gold in the womb There's gold in the womb There's gold in the womb Gold in the womb
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026
Civilized won't be rewarded No seconds of submission One extreme to another I need it like a hole in my head Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Closer One eye open I can't help myself It's bigger getting bigger One extreme to another It tears through the Head in my hands Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Closer Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Dead silent Heaven Sent One step closer Closer Closer
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 24, 2026
New scars, same war Slaughtered as she croons to the wolves All at once over Faithless lover It's wiser to crawl than run All at once over Brighter than gold Run, run, run I'll take his eyes All at once over Brighter than gold All at once over Brighter than gold
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 24, 2026
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A too mortal war And simple mind I'm standing beside Beside myself Standing beside myself Cut and run Take what you paid for Cut and run Hole in the wall Get what you give And take what you paid for Faith caving in And the blind lead blind Standing beside Beside myself Standing beside myself Cut and run Take what you paid for Cut and run Take what you paid for Wall to wall Wall to wall A too mortal war And simple mind I'm standing beside Beside myself Standing beside myself A too mortal war
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 24, 2026
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