Audio Blood Songtext - The Matches

Audio Blood - The Matches

Every friday at three
Shadows escape from the factory.
If you can go to the show,
Hurry up and get back to me.
Tonight we meet underground
Where the air is thick like mud,
And the bands make noise
That we call audio blood.
Every weekend we're lightning
Like chemical fires
Youth centres fill with teens.
They fill with vampires.

Sweating in the dark we're freed
As the weight of the week
Fall to the floor with a thud.
Sweating in the dark we feed
On the form in the light;
On the floor we're the flood.
We bleed, we bleed, we bleed
Audio blood.

And all through the week,
Whispers follow the shadows down the halls.
Our handstamps fade,
And I cringe at the srupid names we're called.
Every weekend we are massing,
Seeking sonic escape.
The shadows flood the floor
And start to take shape.

This is how we bleed in audio...
Let down your skin,
Let the wind blow through your veins.---Lyrics submitted by Phoebe.


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