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This Is What the Edge of Your Seat Was Made For was released on 25 September 2004 in the US through Earache Records. The original pressing, on Thirty Days of Night Records, was a strict run of only 1,000 copies. The album name comes from the first line of "Traitors Never Play Hangman". According to an interview with the band, 'Traitors Never Play Hangman' was originally two different songs. One being "Traitors Never Play Hangman", and the other called "We Are All Movie Stars". They played them live one after another to begin with but after a while they decided to join the two songs together into one.
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Lyrics:
A cherry sunset blossoms,
But we're not there to watch it fall,
On the vacant canvas, we should be waiting,
with our face down on the grass,
Staring till our eyes give way,
Let's paint this city black,
While the night's still young,
You,
This cherry sunset withers,
Our words, as frail as paper,
A dawn I thought we'd never see,
Alone on this silent beach,
There is nothing we can do,
There is nothing we can do,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself,
The trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks,
These promenades, our graveyards,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
There is nothing we can do,
The sky, it burns itself,
And I think we're all about to fucking die,
The trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out and corpses fill these sidewalks,
These promenades, our graveyards,
Kneeling down on what's left, sacrificed upon dooms day,
Oh, if we could take it back and see one last twilight,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
It will last longer,
Our hands in prayer formation,
Our elbows on the bed,
One last try for Heaven,
Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?,
You're dead,
When you're dead,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
A cherry sunset,
©Bring me the Horizon 2004
This Is What the Edge of Your Seat Was Made For was released on 25 September 2004 in the US through Earache Records. The original pressing, on Thirty Days of Night Records, was a strict run of only 1,000 copies. The album name comes from the first line of "Traitors Never Play Hangman". According to an interview with the band, 'Traitors Never Play Hangman' was originally two different songs. One being "Traitors Never Play Hangman", and the other called "We Are All Movie Stars". They played them live one after another to begin with but after a while they decided to join the two songs together into one.
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Lyrics:
A cherry sunset blossoms,
But we're not there to watch it fall,
On the vacant canvas, we should be waiting,
with our face down on the grass,
Staring till our eyes give way,
Let's paint this city black,
While the night's still young,
You,
This cherry sunset withers,
Our words, as frail as paper,
A dawn I thought we'd never see,
Alone on this silent beach,
There is nothing we can do,
There is nothing we can do,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself,
The trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks,
These promenades, our graveyards,
The sky, it burns itself out,
The sky, it burns itself out,
There is nothing we can do,
The sky, it burns itself,
And I think we're all about to fucking die,
The trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out and corpses fill these sidewalks,
These promenades, our graveyards,
Kneeling down on what's left, sacrificed upon dooms day,
Oh, if we could take it back and see one last twilight,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
Take a picture, take a picture,
It will last longer,
Our hands in prayer formation,
Our elbows on the bed,
One last try for Heaven,
Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?,
You're dead,
When you're dead,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
Cherry, cherry,
A cherry sunset,
©Bring me the Horizon 2004
