We Only Love You When Youre Dead by Encephalon Lyrics
A life alone
A life unknown
You created blindly and feverously
Unaffected by the world around you
You could not stop working
You were a function with no off
Bristles whittling, clay cracking, keys hammering, strings snapping
All fuel for the fire
That would otherwise engulf you
And then it did
And though your time was short
You did what you needed to
Left us with honour
And an eternity of treasure
And once we dug it up
We just couldn't let it go
After all
Nostalgia is our nature...
Few decades would pass
And then we could dig up the ultimate trеasure:
Our posthumous, solipsistic, artistic deity
Slapped you togеther with the finest corporate sponsored body parts
Inked a book deal
And a tour
Reality TV show all waiting for you
Before you even opened your eyes again
But now it seems for all the wealth we bathe you in
And for all the love we drown you in
You are somehow ungrateful
You don't accept the fame
You don't respect the power
But all of this can change...
We can take back all the gifts we have given you
We have erased Gods before
We shall take you back
Piece by piece
And limb by limb
And maybe it's better this way
Maybe we have known this all along
Maybe it's really time
What we've been thinking should be said
Maybe it's better this way
What we've been thinking should be said:
We only love you when you're dead
We only love you when you're filling that hole
We only love you when you're a dead man
We only love you when you're dead
A life unknown
You created blindly and feverously
Unaffected by the world around you
You could not stop working
You were a function with no off
Bristles whittling, clay cracking, keys hammering, strings snapping
All fuel for the fire
That would otherwise engulf you
And then it did
And though your time was short
You did what you needed to
Left us with honour
And an eternity of treasure
And once we dug it up
We just couldn't let it go
After all
Nostalgia is our nature...
Few decades would pass
And then we could dig up the ultimate trеasure:
Our posthumous, solipsistic, artistic deity
Slapped you togеther with the finest corporate sponsored body parts
Inked a book deal
And a tour
Reality TV show all waiting for you
Before you even opened your eyes again
But now it seems for all the wealth we bathe you in
And for all the love we drown you in
You are somehow ungrateful
You don't accept the fame
You don't respect the power
But all of this can change...
We can take back all the gifts we have given you
We have erased Gods before
We shall take you back
Piece by piece
And limb by limb
And maybe it's better this way
Maybe we have known this all along
Maybe it's really time
What we've been thinking should be said
Maybe it's better this way
What we've been thinking should be said:
We only love you when you're dead
We only love you when you're filling that hole
We only love you when you're a dead man
We only love you when you're dead