Pretty Dirty
Every Time I Die Lyrics

The great American mischief has muted our hearts and our rhythms are met with the inharmonious grunts of electric guitars
Our society's reckless behavior has dulled our emotions and our music is now drowned by the jarring sounds of electric guitars.

It's all but too much
The situation has become overwhelming.

Nobody out there believes the obscene are reprieved
People don't think that those who behave in an offensive and indecent manner will escape punishment or consequences.

Everybody get fed up
Everyone is getting frustrated.

My baby better get high, I've got something I need to confess
I need my significant other to become intoxicated because I have something to reveal.

The dead men talking are longing for so much more than simply the obvious.
The deceased individuals who speak to us desire more than just basic understanding or interpretation of their words.

Cut us off. We're suffering, hysterical, lighting flares from the foot of her bed.
Disconnect or isolate us. We are experiencing great distress and are behaving erratically, igniting signal lights at the bottom of her bed.

I've been begging you for less mercy than this.
I would prefer to receive harsher treatment than what is currently happening to me.

But the only thing you need to know is that you never wanted to know.
The only important thing to note is that deep down, you never truly desired to learn more.

Take it off, take it back, or take cover because we're nearing a nerve.
Remove it, undo it, or protect yourself because we are approaching a sensitive topic.

Dead is wasted on the patient so make haste and head for the wake.
Death is useless for those who are willing to wait patiently, so hurry up and go to the funeral service.

Now the hornets inhabit the hearts we've abandoned. We are gone.
Now negative emotions reside in the places we have abandoned. We are no longer present.

Cast aside our clothes like funeral roses, and dance straight through the psalm.
Disregard our garments as if they were flowers at a funeral, and dance while reciting a sacred song.

I'm dead in the water. Don't come for me.
I am in deep trouble and cannot be saved. Do not attempt to help me.

I was once alive in the deserts eyes on the day it wed the sea.
At one point, I felt alive when I witnessed the union between the desert and the ocean.

I drew a chalk outline around your city. Hushed the sobs in your halls.
I symbolically marked the boundaries of your town with chalk, and silenced the crying within your buildings.

But we both know it's killer, baby he'll outrun them all.
But we both understand that it is harmful, and my significant other will be able to surpass all challengers.

There is so much shame in how little we've gained for so long.
It is shameful how little progress we have accomplished despite the duration of our efforts.

Now the sky is falling. And you're just repeating every word I say.
Now everything is going wrong and you are just echoing my words without truly understanding them.

You are not listening close enough. It's a catastrophe.
You are not paying enough attention, and this situation is disastrous.

You have not been concentrating. Pay attention there will be an exam.
You have not been focusing. Be alert because a test is expected.

Build an ark. Come bring us back to the ruin. Drifting out of our heads.
Construct a ship. Return us to our deteriorated state. We are losing our minds.

Taped off the sky above your city. Dusted for prints on the chapel wall.
The area above your town has been roped off. The church wall was investigated for evidence.

But we all know that it's killer, baby I will outrun them all.
But we all recognize that it is dangerous. My significant other will overcome any obstacle.