Who’s that creature pulling shapes in the dark? A moving shadow at the edge of the park Under cover of soft winds and summer rain Two heads, two hearts, two sets of body parts Who are those creatures, so reckless and bold? Making love like it’s made of gold No one here but two fearless souls that delve into something they become when they leave themselves Roll the camera Pull in tighter Watch their faces as they come alive Cue the music Get in closer And then walk away If you can walk away Cut! Who are those creatures when they’re afraid? When they abandon the gold they made When they flee the scene of the crime at dawn, and return the next night making love on the lawn We make no sense, we make such a mess We get so drunk with powerlessness and so hooked on offering everyone else the very same escape we deny ourselves Roll the camera Pull in tighter Watch our faces as we come alive Cue the music Hold me closer And then walk away If you can walk away Cut! «This isn’t happening, don’t get no ideas! We’re in a scene, it’s not you, it’s not me» It was easy enough to call our bluff, but I felt truly insane jumping off that train How did we do it? How did we stop? As we lay motionless in the grass you could hear a pin drop and the silent storm in our chests subsiding, hiding two exploding hearts colliding Let’s keep rolling Let it happen Say «I love you» like the camera does Kiss each other in slow motion And then walk away If you can walk away Roll the camera Pull in tighter One last close-up if we still have time Kill the music Kill the moment And then walk away If you can walk away Cut!

The sound of sirens carry across town, from your new corner of LA and all the way to mine Some lovers remain connected long after love was rejected My character has broken the fourth wall Turns out I’m sentimental after all The grass still greener on the other side The sea of blue, the darkened sky surrender to the tide Our love was so unexpected Its gentle steps undetected Now you’re the only song I can recall Appearing anywhere my shadows fall Turns out I’m sentimental after all In my cold independence bed I hide and reminisce, from our first kiss to our last of many goodbyes We tried so hard to move on but I got lost when you found someone I asked for this, nothing could break my fall I broke my own heart, slammed it against the wall only to find what’s obvious to all Turns out I’m sentimental to a fault

In the dead of the night, the dead of the night All has been done before Every possible shape Every human position Every euphoric decent and impossible mission in the dead of the night The dead of the night Every horror, every blow Every transcendent sensory overload All good faith shaken All that hard-earned trust forsaken in the dead of the night The dead of the night And you’re watching Every use of the body, each and every combination, in the shape of someone else’s imagination The dead of the night Every footprint, every limb Under the ladder where the stars grow dim in the dead of the night Every killer and missionary Every fuckboy beauty or sweet tooth Mary Every language of love Every lack of response from the moon up above Every bodily fluid and the way that we blend Every collapse of the heart when two poor souls meet their end in the dead of the night And you’re watching We’re living in the dead of the night in the hope that we might inspire another ending We’re living in the dead of the night in the hope that we might inspire another ending In the dead of the night The dead of the night Stop time, stop time Stop time, stop time Every set of lies and false equivalence Every theory of conspiracy is someone else’s common sense Every murder and conception Every inevitable rejection Every sly and selfish lover Every dreamboat undercover Every timeless art you picked up too late Every subtle hint, every reckless bait Intoxicated hope and intuition cannot will my love into fruition in the dead of the night The dead of the night We think we’ve seen it all but we’re not at all original So precious on our walk of shame past the priests who cast their blame Our hesitation wearing thin and the scent of desperation seeping from my skin Every power balance turned around Every night spent scrolling without a sound Our souls vibrate, our senses kneel Our great escape, our chance to heal Every thirsty eye, every tie that binds Every cry of passion, every almost crime All the city sleeps, and all the city shines, but for that moment when we stopped time In the dead of the night The dead of the night In the dead of the night The dead of the night Stop time, stop time for me, honey Stop time, stop for me This is fake blood, and we were mixing it with real blood And we mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it and Fake blood, real to me And we mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it Real blood! And we’re watching We’re watching We’re the dead of the night The dead of the night We’re the dead of the night The dead of the night Stop time, stop for me Stop Volume 1 Track 2