Trapdoor - Heatmiser



     
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Trapdoor Lyrics


He wakes up early today
Throws on a mask that will alter his face
Nobody knows his name
But now he just uses what he stole on a grave
He pretends he's okay but you should see
Oh in a bed late at night he's petrified
Take me out finish this waste of a life
Everyone gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
As you watch as him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
He thinks that faith might be dead
Nothing kills a man faster than his own hand
He used to see dreams at night
But now he's just watching the backs of his eyes
He pretends he's okay but you should see
Oh in a bed late at night he's petrified

Take me out finish this waste of a life
Everyone gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
As you watch as him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
Take me out and finish this waste of a life
Everyone one gather around for a show
Watch as this man disappears as we know
Do me a favor and try to ignore
When you watch him fall through a bleeding trapdoor
Cause nobody knows he's alive

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Heatmiser was an alternative rock band that originated in Portland, Oregon in 1992. Consisting of Elliott Smith (guitar and vocals), Neil Gust (guitar and vocals), Brandt Peterson (bass; later to be replaced by Sam Coomes, frontman of Quasi), and Tony Lash (drums), they were known for their well-crafted lyrics and songs featuring melancholic and cheery words and melodies. The pop-oriented songs of Elliott Smith were a contrast to the darker songs of Gust, while both Smith and Gust's songs touched on subjects such as anger, alienation, loneliness and despair.

Read more about Heatmiser on Last.fm.


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