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My Recovery Injection


Release Date:
20/09/04
Label:
Beggars Banquet
Producer:
Chris Sheldon and Biffy Clyro
Artwork:
Chris Fleming
Formats :
CD / DVD / Vinyl

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CD
01. My Recovery Injection (Radio Edit) 4:13  
I've been waitin on the overdrive.
Slick and polished on the inside.
It ruins feeding time.

I'll recover in an empty room.
In remission from a real mood.
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn.

Why can't we hide, our secret lives?

Why can't we climb, this useless height?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

I'll recover if you want me to.
Dig my way out of my black mood.
Wait for the sun to fade.

Why can't we hide, our useless lives?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

And nothing matters anymore. [x6]

(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
02. Its Always The Quiet Ones 2:58    
Embrace me
Throw your arms around me
Let's pretend our troubles make us happy
Let's make-believe
Let's make-believe

It's raining knives and daggers
Run for your life

Slaughter me
Throw your claws around me
It certainly won't make us happy
Let's make-believe
Let's make-believe

It's raining knives and daggers
Run for your life
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step

It's raining knives and daggers
Run for your life
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step or you'll die

Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step or you'll die

Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step
Take the right step
03. Corfu 6:30    
Being bored isn't your fault
Staying bored is though
Say hi to God for me I'm haemorrhaging
My end make me son good for you
Being bored isn't my fault
Staying bored is though
Say hi to God for me I'm haemorrhaging
My end make me son good for you

Well you won the death the laughter and the pain(always)

Years of laughter and the blossom beaches
Near the sand
I will return with tales of wonder

Tears of laughter and the blossom beaches
Near the sand
I will return with tales of wonder
Hoping that you will cease being angry with me

Is there anyone here?
Is there anyone here?
Is there anyone aware?
I'll pick you a new scab

Saw the light against the pain
I'm standing very near you
Saw the light against the rain
I'm standing very near you

Confess to the system at work here
DVD
01. My Recovery Injection (Video) 4:13  
I've been waitin on the overdrive.
Slick and polished on the inside.
It ruins feeding time.

I'll recover in an empty room.
In remission from a real mood.
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn.

Why can't we hide, our secret lives?

Why can't we climb, this useless height?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

I'll recover if you want me to.
Dig my way out of my black mood.
Wait for the sun to fade.

Why can't we hide, our useless lives?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

And nothing matters anymore. [x6]

(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
02. The Making Of... (Photo Gallery)          
7" Vinyl
01. My Recovery Injection (Radio Edit) 4:13  
I've been waitin on the overdrive.
Slick and polished on the inside.
It ruins feeding time.

I'll recover in an empty room.
In remission from a real mood.
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn.

Why can't we hide, our secret lives?

Why can't we climb, this useless height?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

I'll recover if you want me to.
Dig my way out of my black mood.
Wait for the sun to fade.

Why can't we hide, our useless lives?

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

You hide your time, so well.
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness.
You hide your scars, so well.

And nothing matters anymore. [x6]

(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
(You...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Say...) And nothing matters anymore.
(Nothing...) And nothing matters anymore.
02. Diary of Always (Acoustic) 3:40      
(I just wish we all could betray)

I'm the one distinctly plain to you, for a solemn glance is another hopeful taste

Did you wish for your pain? Did you wish for your pain?

Wish I could have faltered, wish I could have changed

I'm the one distinctly plain to you, for a solemn glance is another hopeful taste


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