Get Out! (Sludge Final Act) - Crimson Carnival

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southern sludge blues, sludge metal, blues, psychedelic/noir rock

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[Intro]

"Come on down!"
"Don't be shy!"
"Stand right here!"
"Let's see those eyes!"

"Bright and shiny"
"Oh dear you're lost?"
"Why have you come here?"
"What a... 
horrid surprise"

[Verse]

Past velvet ropes,
you've sauntered in.
Dead eyes watch you and,
cheer your act begins.

Eager reaching hands
spotlight swings from stands
Through blood stained ledger
I flip through names
and find one page
almost bare.

[Chorus]
You don't belong here!
(don't belong)
Shouldn't be on the stage tonight
This crowd is ravenous
For blood
For truth
Not your counterfeit strife.
You don't belong here!
Hear the silence from the crowd tonight
On sins we feed
Your guilt
your fear
but you...
You just don't belong here.

[verse]
I taste that rust, 
in every sentence... trust
Your words are like ice, 
but they don't chill so nice
Someone punched your ticket
and tore your stub
but your eyes aren't hallowed
and your will's not worn

The crowd wants their judgement
they can smell it in the air
they wait for the guillotine fall
but it just hangs there in the air
My smile splits a crack like glass
and shake my head to the clarion call

'cuz

[chorus]
You don't belong here!
(don't belong)
Shouldn't be on the stage tonight
This crowd is ravenous
For blood
For truth
Not your counterfeit strife.
You don't belong here!
Hear the silence from the crowd tonight
On sins we feed
Your guilt
your fear
but you...
You just don't belong here.

[bridge]
"Where is your sickness?"
they chomp and hiss
"Where is your rot?"
it can't end like this
but the silence answers
soft and stubborn loud
disappointment lingers
"Boo" roars the crowd
Like a prayer, unwanted 
slipped right in
shift of tone
show's on the line
"Did we pay? To see a miracle?"
"Or is this something satirical?"

'cuz

Just don't belong here.

get out, 'cuz you don't belong here.

[outro]

Curtain drops
a heavy fall
whip cracks sharp
and a tremble of rage
"Run"
I give half a wave
"Before they notice
what it means
to be spared."

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[Intro] "Come on down!" "Don't be shy!" "Stand right here!" "Let's see those eyes!" "Bright and shiny" "Oh dear you're lost?" "Why have you come here?" "What a... horrid surprise" [Verse] Past velvet ropes, you've sauntered in. Dead eyes watch you and, cheer your act begins. Eager reaching hands spotlight swings from stands Through blood stained ledger I flip through names and find one page almost bare. [Chorus] You don't belong here! (don't belong) Shouldn't be on the stage tonight This crowd is ravenous For blood For truth Not your counterfeit strife. You don't belong here! Hear the silence from the crowd tonight On sins we feed Your guilt your fear but you... You just don't belong here. [verse] I taste that rust, in every sentence... trust Your words are like ice, but they don't chill so nice Someone punched your ticket and tore your stub but your eyes aren't hallowed and your will's not worn The crowd wants their judgement they can smell it in the air they wait for the guillotine fall but it just hangs there in the air My smile splits a crack like glass and shake my head to the clarion call 'cuz [chorus] You don't belong here! (don't belong) Shouldn't be on the stage tonight This crowd is ravenous For blood For truth Not your counterfeit strife. You don't belong here! Hear the silence from the crowd tonight On sins we feed Your guilt your fear but you... You just don't belong here. [bridge] "Where is your sickness?" they chomp and hiss "Where is your rot?" it can't end like this but the silence answers soft and stubborn loud disappointment lingers "Boo" roars the crowd Like a prayer, unwanted slipped right in shift of tone show's on the line "Did we pay? To see a miracle?" "Or is this something satirical?" 'cuz [chorus] You don't belong here! (don't belong) Shouldn't be on the stage tonight This crowd is ravenous For blood For truth Not your counterfeit strife. You don't belong here! Hear the silence from the crowd tonight On sins we feed Your guilt your fear but you... You just don't belong here. Just don't belong here. get out, 'cuz you don't belong here. [outro] Curtain drops a heavy fall whip cracks sharp and a tremble of rage "Run" I give half a wave "Before they notice what it means to be spared."

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