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With the Night in Our Eyes

by Tyburn Saints

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1.
Handle you, handle you, curious and compatible. Swept up in my mandibles, safely cross the avenue. You push and thrust my way. I can do no wrong by you. I can mean no harm to you. Unless you wander to arms length. Let me throw myself beside you. Ripped from the ripened chest of men. I haven’t half their heart and I can’t love you. Nothing for you. Handle you, can’t handle you. Drop dead reprimandable. When you’re cruel beyond, there’s no excuse. Red eyed from our disputes. You push me away. I do what I can for you. I want to be the man for you. Won’t you wander to arms length? Let me throw myself beside you. Ripped from the ripe chest of men. I haven’t half their heart and I can’t love you. A few threw themselves beside you, girl…. Ripped from the rare chests of men. I haven’t the heart to tell you..I can’t love you. Nothing for you. All our lives, we’re so consumed with love. Ripped apart before we start, oh love. Hardly born, we’re strewn, we’re torn over love. Strung out, we’re all over you, love.
2.
She’s so 04:02
She’s so wicked, I wanna take her ride like it’s going nowhere She’s so wicked, a lot of lovely lies got me going nowhere She’s so She’s so wicked, I’m not afraid Crash right into your arms and I’m all broken She’s so wicked, I’m so sick Fell right next to your side and now I’m going nowhere I love the way you depress me, and undress me and walk away By the stairway, we’re the same way, We walk away All the byways leading my way Don’t walk away Unimpressed, you distress me. She’s so wicked, I wanna take her ride like it’s going nowhere She’s so wicked, a lot of lovely lies got me going nowhere She’s so, I’m so sick. I wanna take her ride like it’s going nowhere She’s so
3.
It’s our luck, sick Summer. Is there anyway under the radar? It’s our luck, sick Summer. Is there anyone who can love you like I did? Like I do. It fits our love, sick Summer. Is there any way under the radar, I feel our, believe our dreams were right. First born then we’re running away, we take all we’ve learned and throw it away. Cause is feel alright with the night in our eyes. It feels right with the night in our eyes. Can’t spend another cent on a day so mundane, we’ll take all we’ve earned and give it away. Cause is feel alright with the night in our eyes. It feels right with the night in our eyes. Sick Summer, it’s our luck. There isn’t anyone who can love you like I did. Like I do. Sick false starts, wear out hearts. Is there any point loving what we do? I need to, to see you, to see us through our nights. Is it ever going to happen in our lives? I don’t feel right. I don’t feel right. And I need tonight. Anyone can sleep on a day like today, we take all we love and we fuck it away. And it feels alright with the night in our eyes. It feels right with the night in our eyes. I won’t run if you say that you’ll stay. Won’t waste all we’ve made on a day like today. And it feels alright with the night in our eyes. It feels right with the night in our eyes. With the night in our eyes…
4.
I’d like a season to define our love, to light our tired eyes. I’d like a season to remind us, we still feel alive. Would you like a season to define us, love, to matte our crying eyes? I’d like a season hold us when we’re still falling. Summer she’s walking away. Soon she’ll fall back on me. Winter she’s got her way. Spring it on me, she’s done it again. I’d like a season to refine our love, to soothe our wild eyes. A certain season, cool without reason. We still feel alive Would you like a season to refine our love? Simmers our quiet eyes. I’d like a season to remind us that we’re still falling. Summer she’s walking away. Soon she’ll fall back on me. Winter she’s got her way. Spring it on me, she’s done it again. I’d like a season to define our love. Where the skies ignite. Where we reunite.
5.
There’s something in the air there something wrong, I don’t know what night I left. Wandering out of place, unphased for so long. In disguise with the light in our eyes, retracing our step but out of time. Wandering gaze she plays along, for so long. I’m afraid and we’re so lost. I’m afraid and I’m so lost. Never really knowing this was all wrong... You’d never really know under this light, why can’t I fall unto you? And I miss this like I miss the dead. It won’t feel like falling again. There’s something in the way she does me wrong I don’t know why I left, while she slept. Wonderfully out of phase, she waves, “so long!” In the Pines we are so weak, shield our eyes and please don’t speak. All along the way mistakes for love. I’m afraid and I’m so lost. I’m afraid and we’re so lost. Never really knowing this is so you. Whatever really glows inside their eyes, why can’t I feel it with you? And there’s something in the air. It won’t feel like falling again.
6.
Steal a moment from you, always, a dream I can’t get back. No one gets in, settle in begin. Settle in your heather, unaware I say my way will light you up, won’t let you down. The times they’ve burned all we’ve learned, and I won’t let you fall out of season. I’ve got a way, a sentiment made my hazy life. Some of the time, I’ve got a way with her. A fleeting moment under your skin shields us from cold stares. No one gets it, settle in, quit. They want you fast. They want you quick. Well I say my way, will light you up, won’t let you down, turns you around. The skies may fall and crush us all, but I won’t let you fall out of season. I’ve got a way, a sentiment made my hazy life. Some of the time, I’ve got a way with her

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With the Night in Our Eyes, the new album from New York band, Tyburn Saints was recorded by Ian Love (Rival Schools) in Brooklyn, NY and produced with Grammy award winner Guy Massey (Beatles, Manic Street Preachers, Depeche Mode, Spiritualized and The Chameleons) in London. It is Released by Balaclava Records out of São Paulo, Brazil.

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released July 15, 2014

Johnny Gimenez - Vocals, Guitars
Chappy - Keyboards
William McCormack - Bass
Micky Savage - Drums
Justin Lomery - Guitars

Ian Love - Engineer/Production - Brooklyn, NY
Guy Massey - Production - London, UK
Ed Woods - Mastering - London, UK

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You could call Tyburn Saints' genre of haunting & maudlin rock "death indie." Following in the steps of Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds before them (singer Johnny Gimenez sounds like the love child of Cave and Ian Curtis), their music is dark, dark, dark. With a set list full of murder ballads, the Saints lull you into a false sense of security while their lyrics are a bit more sinister.
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