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Group

Suspense Thriller was (left to right):

  • Chris Burke - Guitar, Vocals
  • Charles Trippy - Bass, Vocals
  • Adam Wieser - Drums, Vocals
  • Travis Martin - Guitar, Vocals

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Lyrics

Concert


1) The Entrance

We shot down replications, shot down by education
Praying to stop the bleeding, calling out for healing
If we don’t stop them now (we’ll guess what)
Then nothing ever will, chances none

So kill the lights, left in the dark for hours
Defending higher powers
Deciding who’s left out, tonight we fight

I can still see through the brick wall
An exit is only as far as the entrance
I’m coming out, and they came in
And it’s about they showed up
Empty handed, what’s with your head?
Against mine, you have no face. It’s disappeared in my admiration
That’s spinning right, with a passion
Can’t be duplicated, forces like you should be
Replicated (in mass production)
Until you build something that doesn’t exit (or you destroy it)
Wake up

I can still see through the brick wall
An exit is only as far as the entrance


Concert 2

2) Don’t Get Your Hopes Up

In a moment I’ll be sorry
For everything I’ve said
Then I’m out when I lay your eyes upon me
You wanna see me dead

Doctor, Doctor I’ve got a pain in my chest
Oh my lord song your insides are a mess
Diagnosis bleeding heart, clear cause is lying
Go home and get some rest and if you’re lucky you’ll be dying

Where is love? Dying in an ally next to me
Die love, die.

Thinking to yourself I’ve got this game won
Even good girls die for breaking hearts for fun

Where is love? Running away from you. Just like me.
Run love, run.


Concert 3

3) Checkerboard Changes

The skies are blue, with no sign of you.

You’re so low, You’re so low
You’ve got no, Place to go
(follow you down, follow you down)
Burning to the ground, to the ground
Hide the matches and gas as they come to the door

You got your fame from feigning cries
But I can see your lies in your deceitful eyes
Do you still find joy in this plain surprise?
Watching as your integrity dies

You were the pig, I pinned you again
To try to hide truth when I call you a liar
Everything’s alright in the act of desire
You can’t hide smoke when you started the fire
Disappear
Disappear into cinders as the flames are burning absolute
Your shadow pours like gasoline into the night lit street
Your fading blue sky dies, fading to skies of grey
Your light chased them away

I’m the water for your flame
I’m the waking to your dream
I’m sticking to, To watching you
Melt down
Hey, self destruct
I’m the water for your flame (you’re so low, you’re so low)
I’m the waking to your dream (you’ve got no, place to go)
I’m sticking to, (follow you down)
To watching you (burning to the ground, to the ground)
Melt down (hide matches and gas as they come to your door)


Concert 4

4) Heaven

The rains fell from the heavens that you call my eyes
On to this worn out sanctuary
As we stare into heaven, I saw something (or maybe it was just hell
Or maybe it’s me walking away
Or maybe it’s me walking away
(Don’t let me leave without saying good-bye)

It’s no wonder I’ve lost faith
In anything about these single words you seem to
Wield like knives

And after a life of pure regret, an eternity of your echoing slander
Sounds all but glorious.


5) Switzerland

Shattered to pieces and swept under the rug
Never to find, pick up the pieces
And put them back together, and throw them all away
(I don’t have any idea what Chris was yelling LOL)
We may never know
We may never pass this bridge again
Dead. I’m fucking, dead. I’m fucking, dead. I’m fucking, dead. I’m fucking, dead.
At heart

Are we now or were we ever finished playing the games
Tag, I’m always it.
(Again, I don’t remember what Chris was singing)

So impressed by what you have done, done with this place
Depressed is the smiling world captured in this photo-case
I must confess that you are not as beautiful as the catastrophe you start
To see eye to eye
Are we now or were we ever finished, playing your games.
Tag, I’m always it.

This time
Photographs of us standing in the places we were
Places where snow capped mountains
‘Cuz we are Switzerland to the world, And always were. Always were.


Concert 5

6) The Lurk

Let’s go, away I need some time to figure out what I know
It’s you. Feeding on the unknown prey
In subterfuge.
So suddenly but desperately needed to go
(You’re not)
You’re not the only one
(That’s trying to board this train)
Just take the next one
(It’s going)
It’s going more your speed, anyway.
1,000 miles left behind you

Whatever wait your turn
You’ll get over it

(And you know them)
Familiar faces
(Sitting in, lone lost)
They’re calling out your name
(They get)
A last chance to make things right, but this seat is taken
This train is never ever slowing down
This rain is never ever slowing down
I won’t always be around

Whatever wait your turn
You’ll get over it
You never seem to learn
That there’s so much more to it

Some day you’ll find yourself
In the middle of everything and everyone
And you wont know, the feeling
Feeling lost


Concert 6

7) Declaration

(Okay, good luck on this one haha)
‘Cuz today’s a worthless day
And everyday, ground is wearing thin
We’ll find the one place, stick a knife, turn it down

Grab the Gun
Shoot to kill
Declaration
(More yelling I don’t remember)
The ground is coming, no use running. Go!

Knocking at your, don’t hesitate
You’ll find the floor.
As they march into the streets, pools they stain there feet
Killing me, killing you what’s a boy supposed to do?
When all is fair in love in war

(More gibberish ;)

Concert 7


Group 2

8) Jamais Vu

Feelings arise at incredible rates
Racing emotions that seem to inflate
Another year gone by to final date
One final date in the hands of fate

And after all, I put you through
What you say, I couldn’t say for you
But still I never thought it’d ever come to
Me apologizing to you

It’s true I’m not a true friend and
I know the message I send
If I knew that I’d have to defend could I say it was the end

And after all, I put you through
What you say, I couldn’t say for you
But still I never thought it’d ever come to
Me apologizing to you

Still getting used to never being right
It all crashes down on one faithful night
It’s going to kill like a verbal assault
Troubles the mind to know it’s my fault


Concert 8

Bonus Track 1) Waskomed!

Mike Waskom, he’s a crazy dude, And Jesus fish tattooed
Mike gave a “beej”, Sam North might say that’s chill
Snorting swastikas of cocaine with a dollar bill

Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll Waskom on a girl
And Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll make sex videos with you

Mike Waskom, he’s a crazy dude, and Jesus fish tattooed
His eye might be lazy, but he gets busy, dude.
D.P. Anal with the girls and licks them where they poo

Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll Waskom on a girl
And Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll make sex videos with you
Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll Waskom on a girl
And Hey, Mike Waskom he’ll make sex videos
He’ll make sex videos
Let’s watch this part in slow mo


Bonus Track 2) Her Majesty! (Beatles Cover)

Her majesty’s a pretty nice girl but she doesn’t have a lot to say
Her majesty’s a pretty nice girl but she changes from day to day
I wanna tell her I love her a lot, but I gotta get a belly full of wine
Her majesty’s a pretty nice girl, some day I’m gonna make her mine
Oh yeah
Today I’m gonna make her mine


Concert 9

Bonus Track 3) Perfect (W/ Travis Clark of We The Kings)

Could I have this dance with you tonight?
As I ask you open handed, in the spotlight
Seeing you, for embrace
Swaying side to side
In your eyes, I lose my pace

What would you have me do,
When these six strings spell it out for you
Every artificial dance, gets better everyday
Cheek to cheek and your hand in mine, let’s dance our lives away

As the tempo marks the time, to the beat of our hearts
We’ll hover over the dance floor, like angels from the start
Seeing you, I embrace
Swaying side to side
In your eyes, I lose my pace

And you taste the rose that you hold in your mouth
That you hold up in your mouth,
I’m jealous of every thorn that sits upon your lips
And I can feel it, passing through us
Something in the air
Smells of fantasy


Old Photos

Old 1

Old 2

Old 3

Old 4

(far right – Danny Duncan from We the Kings)

Old 5

Old 6

Old 7

One of our first shows – Funny Looking Kid (name before Suspense Thriller) with First Too Last (first name for From First Too Last)

lastshow

last show


With friendly permission of Charles Trippy