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Circle Takes the Square

Kill the Switch

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Metal

Kill the Switch was released on January 6, 2004 by Circle Takes the Square as a part of the album As the Roots Undo

Song Details

AlbumAs the Roots Undo

Release DateJanuary 6, 2004

LabelCircle Takes the Square

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Circle Takes the Square

Circle Takes the Square

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Andrew William Speziale

Andrew William Speziale

Songwriter

Kathleen Elizabeth Coppola

Kathleen Elizabeth Coppola

Songwriter

Jason Robert Wynne

Jason Robert Wynne

Songwriter

Lyrics

Mouth the words to deny, deny the symptoms

As in, "Oh yeah, I'm doing fine"

As I've found a most endearing psychosis

Somewhere out there, there's a thrill, I swear

Desperate as I am, I just can't strip bare and bleed

The only purity I've known

But I lay with reason

Found logic conceived in a walk with skin

I sleep with reason, producing these monsters

Under painted catcalls as in temptation

Yeah, there's a key to be in

But there's no shade, no shade to blame

Waterfalls in a cool gray

And the struggle is colored gray this day

The caw of crows fills up the picture plane

This is your picture plane in central neutral gray

Absinthe to slight the pain

This world's this worst-case color scheme

Streaks of oil stain

Stained the road he crawled on homeward

Oh yeah, oh yeah, he killed the switch, with some unwieldy gauge

Absence and light remains

I lay with reason, so logic, and reap in a walk with sin

El sueño razon produce monstruos

When does this dream end? Now I've missed another whole season

I've missed the fall; clearly, it's fallen

On this land, as fields once green are ochre now

This is no dream, trees have turned to skeleton

This is no dream, roots teased and knotted

Just below the surface skin of ground

Stitched between the Earth and the sky

Struggling to hold it down

Sometimes to realize, you've gotta lose track, lose track of sight

Blurring my vision makes it clear the tiny moving parts make up the whole

The image is clear, a tower is built of my own pride

I cry in the shade that it offers, the only shelter I've known

When does this dream end? When does this dream end?

This is no dream, this is the walking, living, breathing caricature of a memory

Shamelessly, I cave in to temptation of creation

But still, my only thrill is empty sidewalks, silent streets

The caw of crows fills up the picture plane

Our picture plane is veiled in central neutral gray

Absinthe to slight the pain

This world's this worst-case color scheme

Streaks of oil stain

Stained the road he crawled on homeward

Oh yeah, oh yeah, he killed the switch, with some unwieldy gauge

Absence and light remains

Life is lowly anonymity

In death, a noble pose, a Marat David

Tell me, who wouldn't give their lives

For such a soapbox to die behind

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

In the space of a smile, I found sleep

As in sorrow, so shall ye reap

Reap the promised end to the struggle

Reap every point on our linear path

Reap the smiles in time we borrow

Every harvest relies on the last

Reap the promising song of the sparrow

That they learned from the birth of the sea

Silenced by the threnody of the crows

Reap the fallen fruit of the dogwood tree

But I witnessed in all this silence, one soul's definition of beauty

And a backlit smile so temporary, facade so rich with evil history

Cast in direct opposition, set to overwhelm his moment to shine and sleep

Came out on top of what was borrowed, and found all that beauty to be still

Every breath as in sorrow

Reap the promised end to this path

By every image that we borrow

Every harvest depends on the past

Subdivide in factions, our linear forever

We subdivide our waking hours to sleep

While guilty eyes turn toward a porch light

Enlightenment is losing sight

Somewhere out there, there's a thrill, I swear

In this low-light town, when my shift begins, the streets reflecting

Yellow, yellow, yellow, in the vacancy that overwhelms

Red, red, red, your vehicle, the color of expansion

Open up (Open up), open up

The latter just a thought to thrill me

Knock, knock, knock (Knock, knock, knock), knock, knock, knock

The latter just a thought to thrill me

Red is a four-letter word, four-letter invitation

Now my head is locked in the direction of the Sun

In the direction of the Sun

In the direction of the Sun

Now my head is locked in the direction of the Sun

In the direction of the Sun

Life is lowly anonymity

In death, a noble pose, a Marat David

Tell me who wouldn't give their lives

For such a soapbox to leave behind

I know it's all been done before

I want to do it again

I know it's all been done before

Life is lowly anonymity

In death, a noble pose, a Marat David

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

In the space of a smile, I found sleep

I know it's all been done before

I want to do it again, I want to do it again

I know it's all been done before

I want to do it again, I want to do it again

I know it's all been done before

I want to do it again, I want to do it again

Life is lowly anonymity

In death, a noble pose, a Marat David

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

Life is lowly, lowly anonymity

In stillness, absence, sorrow

In silence, I pick sorrow

In stillness, absence, sorrow

This night our journey's through the dark

Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose

Tonight, we journey, this night, our journey's through the dark

Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose

Tonight, we journey, this night, our journey's through the dark

Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose

Tonight, we journey, this night, our journey's through the dark

Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose

Tonight, we journey, this night, our journey's through the dark

This night, our journey's through the dark

This night, our journey's through the dark

This night, our journey's through the dark

As in sorrow

So shall ye weep

As in reason

So shall ye sleep

As in sorrow

So shall ye weep

As in reason

So shall ye sleep

Written by: Andrew William Speziale, Jason Robert Wynne, Kathleen Elizabeth Coppola

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