Black chanDelier

Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip

I shouldn't laugh but I know I'm a failure in your eyes

I know it's daft but I guess that I know it deep inside

It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I

When it's just the two of us,

only the two of us I could die

You left my heart like an abandoned car

Old and worn out, no use at all

But I used to be free

We're gonna separate ourselves tonight

We're always running scared but holding knives

But there's a black chandelier,

it's casting shadows and lies

I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like

Dressing our wounds with industrial gloves made of wire

Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax

When it's just the two of us

and a cute little cup of cyanide

Different PeoPle

Baby when you hold me

I can feel so wrong

You're trying to console me

Your chance has long gone

So baby won't you take my hand?

So we can do what the others can

We are alive tonight, we are alive tonight

I am going home forever and ever more

No I was never born and there's no such

thing as home

We used to stand so strong

That's why the others have gone

Different person, different argument

In my shadow, no more compliments

One more person breaking the rules again

I'm still waiting for someone else to join in

Stand where the others stand

We're alive tonight

Land where the others land

We're alive tonight

Scintillating and inspirational conversation

Death to everyone

Little purpose, little consequence

Too combative, too cool to realise

SounDS l ike BalloonS

Ancient Rome, we built that fucker stone by stone

Our fingers bled, our feet were worn

But we stood strong and carried on

Come on in, do you want to touch my bulbous head?

With features wrapped and stretched to death

A tiny nose is all that's left

This is not for your entertainment

The land at the end of our toes goes on and on

The sand at the core of our bones, it blows on and on

The land at the end of our toes goes on and on

The sand at the core of our bones continues on

The basement's gone, it seems they dug up all our land

The world was lowered man by man, let's move

the sky and not join hands

Life still sounds like balloons

You chew and you chew and chew

Your teeth crumble to the floor

It's where they lay, where they lay

Our past never really dies

I don't think we even try

There's no difference from where we wake

or where we die

Balloons, balloons, balloons

the Joke'S on uS

What's that sound? it's the sound of the truth in us

Reaching highs that we won't in the future

You can't say I didn't warn you

It makes me want to scream

Let's create our own fire

Rainbows in the shape of a girl

Take whatever you want from us

What are you staring at?

Is it our souls?

We embrace all the violence

With a small dose of happiness

Is it us?

Are we alive because god saved us

or is life just a juggernaut?

Are we alive because god tricked us

and this is all just a joke on us?

Stab my heart it won't stop beating on

Cage my mind it won't stop tripping in

You can't say I didn't warn you

It makes me wanna cream

Let's move to California

Find ourselves a whole new world

I want to take it back, I want to take it back

I want to live in the dark, i want to live in the dark

I'm in love with somebody else,

I'm in love with somebody else

oPPoSite

You are the loneliest person that I've ever known

We are joined at the surface but nowhere else

I look in the glass and stare at your strained, grey,

motionless face and ask

Underneath, is there a golden soul?

Take care of the ones that you love

Take care of the ones that you love

Baby I'm leaving here

You need to be with somebody else

I can't stop bleeding here

Can you suture my wounds?

Everyone is beginning to breathe as I break down

You are in love with a shadow that won't come back

Sooner or later, we all have to wake and try

forgetting everything

Underneath, there's a perfect sky

Baby I'm leaving here

You need to be with somebody else

I can't stop bleeding here

Can you suture my wounds and feelings?

BiBlical

Baby if you could would you go back to the start?

Take any fresh steps or watch it all fall apart again?

Play another song here, then you can leave

With your delicate wings, I used to weave

Maybe there's an undertow here

Or maybe this is stuck up in the air

I know how it looks but all that glitters ain't gold

You gave me magical, I gave you wonderful

Cut that invisible cord or I'll starve you

of what's understandable

Let's make immeasurable moves to the left

or the right but not central 'cause

You gave me magical

I gave you wonderful

Let's make this biblical

And hang from our invisible cords

It could have been a wonderful year

Instead we might not make it to the end

Everybody cares, but nobody knows

Baby how can you walk away?

Baby how can you walk away?

the foG

Baby come down to the bottom of the stair

There's a reflection I want you to see

Our history and loneliness

has defeated our devices

Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare

There's a successor i want you to meet

His misery and loneliness

has exceeded expectations

But still we fall down

Look at the stars they're getting younger

Look at your pain your getting older

Not feeling right but always hoping for more

I'm gonna tumble to the centre of the square

There's a triangle i wanted to see

The fog has cast a shadow homeward

We're losing our direction

so forget the whole thing

a Girl anD hiS cat

I never have fun but i wouldn't say no

I guess that's my prerogative

I'll never give up and I'll never look down

That would be the end of it

Look at me now screaming up and down

With huge degrees of lethargy

Some may say that I'm lying down

That don't mean a fuck to me

I should remove you all, nothing ventured nothing maimed

Hang on your suffering wall to decompose and rearrange

Sit tight with your lonely rose, beauty is the death of pain

Don't see it coming at all, so we control and we contain

This is what you wanted to be

This is what you wanted

This is your house this is not your home

I don't know if we're ever gonna belong

You can build a house but not a home

It will always stand on shaky ground

I want to play dumb but I can't let go of my responsibilities

Why have one? you can take all ten

I guess that's not enough for you

We are looking for love

But you're baying for blood

the thaw

Tonight we're gonna share the same space

To see what will become of it

Forgive me if my mouth is dry

I'll blame it on my battlecry

The secrets in the snow will always

come out in the thaw

All those terrible things,

can't you entertain us all?

Tonight we're gonna share the same space

Just if you invite me in

Forget it cause you should have tried

How are you unsatisfied?

You could have taken it all but

you should have asked

I would give you my tongue

or my dying breath

Please believe in me like I believe in you

It's the only thing to see us through

Tonight we have all shared the same space

Has anything become of it?

little hoSPitalS

I'll turn your baby into lemonade

Suckle lemons and trade, trade, trade

Play along in your silver dress

We'll save souls and we'll break bread

All cows shit and angels too

Look around it's the bestest view

Did you think before you spoke aloud?

Your fucking tongue it will do you proud

You seek my cover

Where you go i'll follow on

You never can get enough

We just need to survive

If we're ever going to dream again

I feel sad as we penetrate

Unbuckle buttons and slave, slave, slave

We attack like civil unrest

No home equals no dread

We are individuals in our little rituals

Hospitals, memorials, smaller than disease

Rituals and burials are distant used memories

When you leave i doubt i'll remember you

When you leave i doubt i'll remember you

Small memorials, little hospitals

StinGin' Belle

You say love, I say killing time

What's mine is yours and yours is mine

You make me laugh, I make you cry

I guess that rhymes

You're contained by floors and walls

I'm contained by your control

You're overthrown but underworn

I told you so

We're singing for the stinging belle

She's clearly lost her way

Craving all the simple times inside her tragic day

Grow some balls and speak your mind

You think you're cool like a porcupine

More like doves that are taking flight

The sky is mine

MoDern MaGic forMula

Hey little man, let me sing my song

Or I'm gonna freak out, freak out

Become a dominator, a violator

You can't give it all that it needs

You can't give it all that it needs

All we need is a magic formula

A whole new backbone

It's what we're looking for

So you wanted to change the world

But I didn't believe you

That's why we'll say goodbye to

the good old days son

I'm trying the best I can but

there's a white flag burning in

the middle of my hand

I'm tired of being exposed and

I don't know how much more of this I can stand

Hey heaven's whore, let me sing my song

A cranial freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out

You can't give it all that it needs

You can't give it all that it needs

So you wanted to change the world

But I didn't believe it

That's why we'll say goodbye to

the good old days son

SPaniSh raDio

I'm going to walk to the water's edge

Refuse to be cleansed but struggle in

Your crown don't fit so vacate the throne

And off with your head, I need a shoulder to cry on

I got a heart, I got a reason to love you all,

every single person

It's not at all our conversation,

I'm looking for total dislocation

I always wake to the sound of your voice

And I am floating on an ominous cloud

This dark land looming over the hill

Maintain a holy stance and protect your children

I got a tree, it's time to cut it to its knees,

don't want to rush it

We got to please, we have to glisten

as I remain in splendid isolation

Hey, you can be lost at the same time as being found

Hey, you can be lost at the same time as being found

Victory oVer the Sun

Trees will speak before you listen

Oh my god, no-one knows that

we can barely stand each other

It's not right, no it's not fair

Cause I'd wait anywhere for you

Would you wait for me?

Bleeding tears is the least of our problems here

We can moan our family's gone, blistered feelings

All we have's diseased organs

And I'd die anytime for you

Would you die for me?

Keep digging for the rest of your days

Say something please it's time to pay

Smoke crack for me, read jack for me,

At this time I'd let you spit in my face

I can only make you see the moon,

You can touch it but that's up to you

This is happening because of you

Stay special brother you stay true

We can change the world despite all our enemies

We're fighting on, listen to your heart and sing

Pray for love, it feels like a memory

If we hold on, there's a victory over the sun

Collapse in front of all of your peers

Stop bleeding, keep blocking your ears

Eating babies, drinking black brandy,

Squinting all night through your demonic haze

truMPet or taP

Time once moved so slowly

It moves much faster now

Find a new way to rise

Or we're in trouble now

Where are you at? Is it trumpet or tap?

Are you glued to a wall by this terrible snap?

You know where the sinners are

Life is much better when you let it all go

If if could I'd start over again

Let's start again with a shrug of our shoulders

Angels always start over again

with a rude little mess

They'll always be older than you and me

I will sing for three days

To prove what you mean to me

Lie to my little face

Hard not to turn away

Clowns are madcap,

whores encourage the clap

Living life on the road,

got no need for a map

It seems we are bouncing

Cleanliness will kill us all

Dirt is much cleaner

Prove what i mean to you

Show what i mean to you

Can't you just say it's true?

Can't you just say it's true?

Pocket

I got a couple of bags on my back

My hair tied up, I'm starting to crack my head

against the wall and floor

The blood keeps coming and I just can't take anymore

I just can't take anymore

I'm just waiting for a change in your barriers

'Cause in my heart I hesitate with what I'm thinking of

I've been swimming for a hundred miles

My arms' getting sore but I'm not turning back

until I'm faster than a whale or a shark

Trust me now brother time to win a new shark attack

Win another shark attack

'Cause nobody loves a spaceman

And nobody loves their friends

You look at me like I'm crazy

but you'll get what you deserve

When suddenly the world stops

And you think I'm not around

Look down baby, I'm probably in your pocket now

SkyliGht

I don't know where we're going from here

but it's time to sing the saddest song

Looking alive with a broken mind,

why don't you ever take my side

We can dream of all the mistakes that we've made

There's no reason, there's nothing left to take away

I now know where we're going from here

and it's time to sing a happy song

Feeling alive with a throbbing mind,

you're never gonna break my stand

We can dream of all the mistakes that we've made

There's no reason, we can't start at the end

We're users but at least we use each other friend

We'll choose our path and face the consequence

Some say love, I say fight

I hope I'm not wrong

A restless soul, a wicked mind

I'd rather kiss the ground than kiss a starless sky

acciDent without eMerGency

The light leaves me terrified

I hate when the darkness dies

Don't you ever want to be brave?

It seems that we feel the same way

I would never leave you crawling

even on the bathroom floor

It can be a lonely place,

have you ever been there before?

No need to run away, no need to run away

Once you feel love, you'll taste the pain

Sent from above, you can't complain

Can I raise my head this morning?

my mind's needing cauterised

I'm in the shallow end drowning, it's a soup of flies

Or am i on a wall? or am i on a wall?

Girl I should have told you but I've never been brave

Standing side by side, we'll take this whole place

If this is an accident then where's the hurt?

At least someone here should be covered in blood

Tell me how to recognise you

now that you're compromised

My skin's covered in holes,

can you please take a look inside?

No need to hesitate, no need to hesitate

I'll take a good look at myself

It's you I want and no-one else

woo woo

I sank down to the gutter and moaned about

all the people that had done me wrong

Pucker up here's a mouth and a half

You can't ignore it in the photograph

I want to change, I want to listen

My selfish ways have reached their limit

Are we alive or are we finished?

Let's move along and not diminish

I removed all my fingers and toes

Don't want to hold anything too close

I slid down all the columns at hand

That's not as glam as you think it sounds

I will love you for the rest of my life

Can you love me 'til the end of time?

So we can start the journey home

We'll start the journey home

Don't you ever want to take sides?

I guess that's family suicide

If this is a concert then where's the crowd?

Let's sing it out and sing it proud

Picture a knife f iGht

I wouldn't listen to her, she'll only break your heart

I'd rather listen to man, woman but not whatever you are

We'll tip it over the edge and watch it disappear

I'll paint a picture of you, well my impression of what is inside

With your stolen eyes

I'm gonna stare at the sun

Until I burn them out

And then I'll picture a knife fight

We're gonna dig up the sky tonight

Bury the sun for the rest of our lives

Lay low and never lie

We're gonna stay here 'til we make it alright

I'm going to grip onto her tiny saxophone

Place an absurd mound of flesh down the tube

And whistle what's inside

I'll tie a ribbon to her because she's all i need

And then i whisper to her, I'd gladly live my whole life on my knees

What's the use if we're struggling on?

We've got to let this go before it sinks it's claws deeper into our souls

We've got to stick together, we've got to stick together

What's the goal if we're struggling on?

We've got to let this go before it sinks it's claws deeper into our souls

We've got to stick together, we've got to stick together

DVD creDitS

Biffy clyro are Simon neil, James Johnston & Ben Johnston.

Directed & Produced by Sam wrench & neil anderson.Executive Producers: christian tattersfield, alex h.n.Gilbert& Jennifer ivory.

Executive Producers for J.J. Stereo: John Paveley & ruth Paveley.

Line Producer: amy James.Edited by reg wrench & Ben wainright. Pearce Assistant Producer: John Bannister. Assistant Editor: Martin craswell.Edit Facility: Preditors & J.J.Stereo, London.Transcribing: lee holmes & James fennSound Mixer: David wooleyColourist: reg wrenchSuper 8 Developing: Pro8mm, Burbank, CA.Camera Facilities: Visual impact, London.

Record Producers: GGGarth & Biffy clyro.Recording Engineers: ryan williams & Ben kaplan. Assisted by chris owens.Mixed by ryan williams.Studios: the Village recorder, Santa Monica, CA, Pulse recording, Los Angeles, CA & oceanway recording, Hollywood, CA.Studio Technicians: nick rowe, Jerry Johnson & Gordon allison.Mastered by ted Jensen, Sterling Sound, NYC, NY.

Artist & Repertoire by alex h.n.Gilbert.

Also Featuring:David campbell, clint Mansell, Mike Vennart, Jamie Muhoberac, eric rigler, Matt chamberlain, Joe Barresi,Jorge contreras, erick hernandez, Jose hernandez, fernando Moreno, Joaquin rodriguez, Suzie katayama,charlie Bisharat, Songa lee, Mario De leon, tammy hatwan, Gerardo hilera, alyssa Park, tereza Stanislav,andrew Duckles, Steve richards, rudolph Stein, Salvadore lozano, Mark adams, alan kaplan, Douglastornquist, alyssa Suede, cal Voce Singers.

Extra Special Thanks:Jennifer ivory; the Village Studios, Santa Monica; west la recording, Los Angeles; British airways; fenderGuitars; ashdown amplifiers; Pearl Drums; california chicken cafe (Santa Monica).

Band Management: Dee Bahl, 1554 Management.Paul craig & Jessica lord, nostromo Management.warren entner, w.e. Management (North America).

Shot entirely on location on two west coasts.

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cD creDitS

Biffy clyro are Simon neil, James Johnston & Ben Johnston.

Songs & Lyrics by Simon neil. Music By Biffy clyro.

Published by Good Soldier Songs administered by warner chappell Music Ltd.Produced by GGGarth & Biffy clyro.

Recorded by ryan williams & Ben kaplan assisted by chris owens. Additional engineering by Steve churchyard, JP reid & nick rowe.

Recorded at the Village recorder, Santa Monica, CA, Pulse recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA, first Baptist church,Pasadena CA; ocean way recording & capital Studios, Hollywood, CA. Assisted by Shinnosuke Miyazawa, wesley Seidman & Mike Glines. 

Studio Technicians: nick rowe, Jerry Johnson & Gordan allison.

Mixed By ryan williams at Pulse recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA Except Biblical mixed By Mark ‘Spike’ Stent at the Mix Suite, Santa Monica, CA.

Assisted by Matty Green.Additional Production on Different People, Skylight & The Fog by clint Mansell.

Additional Production on Trumpet or Tap, Girl & His Cat, Different People & Biblical by James rushent.

Orchestrations Arranged & Conducted by David campbell.Orchestra Contractor & Accordion : Suzie katayama.

Mastered by ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York, NY.

Artist & Repertoire by alex h.n.Gilbert.

Orchestra: charlie Bisharat, Songa lee, Mario De leon, tammy hatwan, Gerardo hilera, alyssa Park, terezaStanislav, andrew Duckles, Steve richards & rudolph Stein. Brass: Salvadore lozano, Mark adams, alan

kaplan & Douglas tornquist. Mariachi Group: Jorge contreras, erick hernandez, Jose hernandez, fernandoMoreno & Joaquin rodriguez. Bag Pipes by eric rigler. Choir by the cal Voce Singers. Pedal Steel by Greg leisz.

Tap Dancing: alyssa Suede. Additional Keyboards & Programming by Jamie Muhoberac & Ben kaplan. AdditionalGuitars by Michael Vennart. Additional Percussion by Matt chamberlain. Additional Vocals on Opposite & Accident

Without Emergency by Benjamin Bridwell who appears courtesy of columbia records, a division of Sony Music entertainment.

A&R Co-ordination for 14th floor by conor o’Mahony & william wortley. Assisted by Storm yeechong.

Worldwide management: Dee Bahl (1554 Management); Paul craig & Jessica lord (noStroMo Mgmt)

Co-management in North America: warren entner.Booking agent worldwide ex-North America: Steve Zapp at itB.

North America: ron opaleski at wMe.

Cover Design & Photography StormStudios.

All our love to francesca, lynne, louise & ross, all our families & friends & to our fans. Thank you for everything - we couldn't do it without you