[Originally from the album "Cryptic Writings"]
Lost in a dream, nothing's what it seems
Searching my head, for the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes, as we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays, of you walking away
My body aches from mistakes, betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that in nothing we trust
Time and again, she repeats "Let's be friends"
I smile and say yes; another truth bends, I must confess
I try to let go, but I know we'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again, but I wish I could trust
My body aches from mistakes, betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that there's nothing we trust
How can this be happening to me?
I'm lying when I say "Trust me"
I can't believe this is true, trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering?
My body aches from mistakes, betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that there's nothing we trust
My body aches from mistakes, betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
Absolutely nothing we trust
Megadeth - Cryptic Writings Album Lyrics
Megadeth - Cryptic Writings Lyrics
Writer: MARK RAMOS NISHITA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Almost Honest
I lied just a little
When I said I need you
You stretched the truth
When you said that you knew
Just can't believe it
There's nothing to say
I was almost honest, almost
Living alone, can't stand this place
It's four in the morning and I still see your face
I was nearly pure
When I said I loved you
You were semi-sincere
You said I'd bleed for you
We were kind of candid
Now you're gone away
You were almost honest, almost
Living alone, falling from grace
I want to alone but there's just empty space
I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back
Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks
I question your call by the tone of your voice
I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice
It happened that night when you told me to go
Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know
Almost, almost honest
Almost, I was almost honest
When I said I need you
You stretched the truth
When you said that you knew
Just can't believe it
There's nothing to say
I was almost honest, almost
Living alone, can't stand this place
It's four in the morning and I still see your face
I was nearly pure
When I said I loved you
You were semi-sincere
You said I'd bleed for you
We were kind of candid
Now you're gone away
You were almost honest, almost
Living alone, falling from grace
I want to alone but there's just empty space
I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back
Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks
I question your call by the tone of your voice
I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice
It happened that night when you told me to go
Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know
Almost, almost honest
Almost, I was almost honest
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE, MARTIN FRIEDMAN, MARTY FRIEDMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Use The Man
I heard somebody fixed today
There was no last goodbyes to say
His will to live ran out
I heard somebody turned to dust
Looking back at what he left
A list of plans and photographs
Songs that never will be sung
These are the things he don't get done
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot to do him in
He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper, he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
Cryptic writing on the wall, the beginning of the end
I've seen myself use the needle, seen the needle in my hand
There was no last goodbyes to say
His will to live ran out
I heard somebody turned to dust
Looking back at what he left
A list of plans and photographs
Songs that never will be sung
These are the things he don't get done
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot to do him in
He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper, he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
Cryptic writing on the wall, the beginning of the end
I've seen myself use the needle, seen the needle in my hand
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE, MARTIN FRIEDMAN, MARTY FRIEDMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mastermind
Anonymous existence, rendered useless to mankind
Destroy the logic volume in the confines of the mind
Enmassed and purposeless, marching in a perfect line
Neo-neuro torture, mental meltdown, a heinous crime
Mastermind, I tell you what to think
I tell you what you need
I tell you what to feel
Invade the core of souls to wipe the lives away
Design vacant beings, welcome the inhuman race
Encrypted horror codes, directive psyche overwrite
Processing brains to pabulum, delete and format living drives
I tell you what's real
Hail to the power age, lest the viral hour comes
Raise the flag of voltage, bow to circuitry unknown
Kneel before the processor, lords of static laugh
Electrons in submission, you must know who I am
I tell you what to think
I didn't care what you thought
I tell you what to get
I don't care what you got
Subject
Destroy the logic volume in the confines of the mind
Enmassed and purposeless, marching in a perfect line
Neo-neuro torture, mental meltdown, a heinous crime
Mastermind, I tell you what to think
I tell you what you need
I tell you what to feel
Invade the core of souls to wipe the lives away
Design vacant beings, welcome the inhuman race
Encrypted horror codes, directive psyche overwrite
Processing brains to pabulum, delete and format living drives
I tell you what's real
Hail to the power age, lest the viral hour comes
Raise the flag of voltage, bow to circuitry unknown
Kneel before the processor, lords of static laugh
Electrons in submission, you must know who I am
I tell you what to think
I didn't care what you thought
I tell you what to get
I don't care what you got
Subject
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
The Disintegrators
The slayer's arrived
On a black horse of steel
Trouble is coming
Hell on two wheels
Hide in the shadows
Awaiting defeat
Or live by the sword
And choose to be free
We say retribution
We say vengeance is bliss
We say revolution
With a cast iron fist
Coming down the road
Watching every move
Kicking in the doors
Taking what we choose
Anarchy's coming to town
A fiery invader
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators
Anarchy's coming
Here it comes
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators
On a black horse of steel
Trouble is coming
Hell on two wheels
Hide in the shadows
Awaiting defeat
Or live by the sword
And choose to be free
We say retribution
We say vengeance is bliss
We say revolution
With a cast iron fist
Coming down the road
Watching every move
Kicking in the doors
Taking what we choose
Anarchy's coming to town
A fiery invader
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators
Anarchy's coming
Here it comes
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Ill Get Even
I'm lonely and abandoned
Washed up, left for dead
I'm lost inside the desert
Of every word you said
Like a nuclear reactor
Or TNT
I'm thinking about the times
When you lied to me
All the innuendo
Caught up on your hook
I was just a name
In your little black book
Ah, I'll get even with you
I'm bitter and I'm twisted
I haven't slept in days
I'm lonely and I'm angry
I can't make it go away
I'm like a bomb that's ticking
I got voices in my head
I got a doll with needles in
Wishing you were dead
I'll get you back somehow
That's what I'm gonna do
I'll get you back somehow
Your nightmare coming true
Ah, I'll get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
Gonna get even with you
You better look behind you
'Cause there I'm gonna be
I'll be standing in the shadows
With who I used to be
He's slightly schizophrenic
Me and me and me and me agree
That you are gonna pay
For what you did to me
Ah, I'll get even with you
Gonna get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna do
Ah, I'll get even with you
Washed up, left for dead
I'm lost inside the desert
Of every word you said
Like a nuclear reactor
Or TNT
I'm thinking about the times
When you lied to me
All the innuendo
Caught up on your hook
I was just a name
In your little black book
Ah, I'll get even with you
I'm bitter and I'm twisted
I haven't slept in days
I'm lonely and I'm angry
I can't make it go away
I'm like a bomb that's ticking
I got voices in my head
I got a doll with needles in
Wishing you were dead
I'll get you back somehow
That's what I'm gonna do
I'll get you back somehow
Your nightmare coming true
Ah, I'll get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
Gonna get even with you
You better look behind you
'Cause there I'm gonna be
I'll be standing in the shadows
With who I used to be
He's slightly schizophrenic
Me and me and me and me agree
That you are gonna pay
For what you did to me
Ah, I'll get even with you
Gonna get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna do
Ah, I'll get even with you
Writer: STERLING CAMPBELL, WARREN CUCCURULLO, DAVID ELLEFSON, MARTY FRIEDMAN, BRIAN ANTHONY HOWE, SIMON LE BON, DAVE MUSTAINE, NICK RHODES, JOHN TAYLOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Sin
He had an unfamiliar face
Complete life in disarray
A simple man, power drunk
No worries of living, no more anything
Deep inside I've seen it rise
Actions progress to no end
Mirror, mirror please look inside
Do you see the reasons that we sin
Not one to be forgot
Spoiled rotten, so they say
Once burned, forever marked
Hurt by just a few but so many have to pay
Pressure coming down
Down on me, gonna break
Broken fingernails
Digging in, scratch my face
Nervous, like a cat
Gonna jump through my skin
Shadows on the wall
Stretching out, grope for me
Reasons, deep in me
Let me be
Let me bleed
Set me free
The reasons that we sin
Complete life in disarray
A simple man, power drunk
No worries of living, no more anything
Deep inside I've seen it rise
Actions progress to no end
Mirror, mirror please look inside
Do you see the reasons that we sin
Not one to be forgot
Spoiled rotten, so they say
Once burned, forever marked
Hurt by just a few but so many have to pay
Pressure coming down
Down on me, gonna break
Broken fingernails
Digging in, scratch my face
Nervous, like a cat
Gonna jump through my skin
Shadows on the wall
Stretching out, grope for me
Reasons, deep in me
Let me be
Let me bleed
Set me free
The reasons that we sin
Writer: JAMES NICHOLAS GRECO, RAY CONTRERAS, DAVID LABOY, MICHAEL BERMUDEZ, ERIC PEREZ, MERVIN MALDONADO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
A Secret Place
There's a secret place I like to go
Everyone is there but their face don't show
If you get inside you can't get out
There's no coming back, I hear them shout
Welcome to my hide away, my secret place
How I arrived I can't explain
You're welcome to, if you want to stay
But everyone just runs away
Let me in, get me out
Can't do more then twist and shout
Lost my soul without a trace
Found it again in my secret place
In disgrace
I hide from those that try to find me
Scary things that's right behind me
I lost myself, I must confess
I can't explain how I got this mess
Everyone is there but their face don't show
If you get inside you can't get out
There's no coming back, I hear them shout
Welcome to my hide away, my secret place
How I arrived I can't explain
You're welcome to, if you want to stay
But everyone just runs away
Let me in, get me out
Can't do more then twist and shout
Lost my soul without a trace
Found it again in my secret place
In disgrace
I hide from those that try to find me
Scary things that's right behind me
I lost myself, I must confess
I can't explain how I got this mess
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Have Cool Will Travel
Mamas pack their lunches, kiddies back their guns
Wishing it will go away, but nothing's getting done
A shot heard 'round the world, when a mother's baby dies
We the people, point our fingers, blame and wonder why
Face it and fight or turn high tail and run
'Til it comes back again just like the rising sun
Say they do all they can, it's just another lie
The answer's plain to see, nobody wants to try
There's no recess and no rules in the school of life
If you listen very closely you'll see what it's like
Have cool, will travel
Tell myself it ain't true, they just cannot see
Grown up or sewn up, the medicine's worse than the disease
I have cool, will travel
Here we go
Wishing it will go away, but nothing's getting done
A shot heard 'round the world, when a mother's baby dies
We the people, point our fingers, blame and wonder why
Face it and fight or turn high tail and run
'Til it comes back again just like the rising sun
Say they do all they can, it's just another lie
The answer's plain to see, nobody wants to try
There's no recess and no rules in the school of life
If you listen very closely you'll see what it's like
Have cool, will travel
Tell myself it ain't true, they just cannot see
Grown up or sewn up, the medicine's worse than the disease
I have cool, will travel
Here we go
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
She-Wolf
The mother of all that is evil
Her lips are poisonous venom
Wicked temptress knows how to please
The priestess roars, "Get down on your knees"
The rite of the praying mantis
Kiss the bones of the enchantress
Spellbound searching through the night
A howling man surrenders the fight
One look in her lusting eyes
Savage fear in you will rise
Teeth of terror sinking in
The bite of the she-wolf
My desires of flesh obey me
The lioness will enslave me
Another heart beat than my own
The sound of claws on cobblestone, I'm stoned
Beware what stalks you in the night
Beware the she-wolf and her bite
Her mystic lips tell only lies
Her hidden will to kill in disguise
Her lips are poisonous venom
Wicked temptress knows how to please
The priestess roars, "Get down on your knees"
The rite of the praying mantis
Kiss the bones of the enchantress
Spellbound searching through the night
A howling man surrenders the fight
One look in her lusting eyes
Savage fear in you will rise
Teeth of terror sinking in
The bite of the she-wolf
My desires of flesh obey me
The lioness will enslave me
Another heart beat than my own
The sound of claws on cobblestone, I'm stoned
Beware what stalks you in the night
Beware the she-wolf and her bite
Her mystic lips tell only lies
Her hidden will to kill in disguise
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Vortex
Internal combustion
Multiple personalities
Terror inside of me
A mask of silent agony
Curse the falling rain
The vortex of pain
As medieval as Merlin
A pact for power was made
Lucifer in transition
It's time the price was paid
Scorching the domain
The vortex of pain
A telestic message
Written in torment
Howl our dirges
Like the horns of Jericho
Distorted faces
Writhing in rage
Walls of purgatory
Tumble down
Endless death
The jewels of a crown
Multiple personalities
Terror inside of me
A mask of silent agony
Curse the falling rain
The vortex of pain
As medieval as Merlin
A pact for power was made
Lucifer in transition
It's time the price was paid
Scorching the domain
The vortex of pain
A telestic message
Written in torment
Howl our dirges
Like the horns of Jericho
Distorted faces
Writhing in rage
Walls of purgatory
Tumble down
Endless death
The jewels of a crown
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
F.F.F
Looking for a cure within the human race
Eliminate the poor, how much longer will it take
Burning up the tents of the rank and file
Exterminate their lives, crack a demon smile
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
How much more can we take
Fight for freedom, fight authority
Fight for anything, my country tis' of me
Cry for absolution, it's not the end for me
A last minute pardon, one final reprieve
Resist the war machine, don't get in it's path
Fight to die a free man and reap the aftermath
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
How much more can we take
Fight! It's my country
Eliminate the poor, how much longer will it take
Burning up the tents of the rank and file
Exterminate their lives, crack a demon smile
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
How much more can we take
Fight for freedom, fight authority
Fight for anything, my country tis' of me
Cry for absolution, it's not the end for me
A last minute pardon, one final reprieve
Resist the war machine, don't get in it's path
Fight to die a free man and reap the aftermath
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
How much more can we take
Fight! It's my country
Writer: DAVE MUSTAINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Cryptic Writings is the seventh studio album by American heavy metal band Megadeth. Released on June 17, 1997, through Capitol Records, it was the band's last studio album to feature drummer Nick Menza. His departure would mark the end of the band's longest lasting lineup to date, having recorded four studio albums. Megadeth decided to produce the record with Dann Huff in Nashville, Tennessee, because they were not satisfied with their previous producer Max Norman.
The album features twelve tracks with accessible song structures, specifically aimed for radio airplay. The lyrics were also altered, in order to make the music more inclusive for wider audience. These changes were met with mixed opinions from music critics, who noted the band moving away from their thrash metal roots.
The album debuted at number 10 on the Billboard 200 and was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in October 1997 for shipping 500,000 copies in the United States. The first 500,000 copies of Cryptic Writings in the U.S. were released with silver background album cover. A remixed and remastered version, featuring four bonus tracks, was released in 2004.
Seven years after its original release, the album sold 850,000 copies in the United States and won widespread praise from rock radio programmers. The song "Trust" was nominated for Best Metal Performance at the 1998 Grammy Awards and became the band's highest charting song on Billboard's Mainstream Rock Tracks.
Genre(s):
Heavy metal, alternative metal The album features twelve tracks with accessible song structures, specifically aimed for radio airplay. The lyrics were also altered, in order to make the music more inclusive for wider audience. These changes were met with mixed opinions from music critics, who noted the band moving away from their thrash metal roots.
The album debuted at number 10 on the Billboard 200 and was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in October 1997 for shipping 500,000 copies in the United States. The first 500,000 copies of Cryptic Writings in the U.S. were released with silver background album cover. A remixed and remastered version, featuring four bonus tracks, was released in 2004.
Seven years after its original release, the album sold 850,000 copies in the United States and won widespread praise from rock radio programmers. The song "Trust" was nominated for Best Metal Performance at the 1998 Grammy Awards and became the band's highest charting song on Billboard's Mainstream Rock Tracks.
Producer(s): Dann Huff, Dave Mustaine
Length: 46:44
Released: June 17th, 1997
Year: 1997