Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
Against Me!
The first track on Searching for a Former Clarity, “Miami” aggressively introduces us to the concept of a terminal disease spreading as an allegory for the loss of creativity, inspiration, and the soul of man. These concepts all end up being addressed through “Searching for a Former Clarity”, ending...
[verse]
We charge into danger
No guarantees or safe places
No one can be trusted
Everyone is a suspect
All the money's worthless
The talent is trite and exaggerated
The food is turning and the water's fucking poison
And it's rotting your teeth right out of your head
Sight and hearing are quickly faded
Your gut's expanding, your hairline's receding
The sores are opening and the cancer's spreading
And the antibiotics aren't working
All the drugs are just strangely sobering
And the skeletons in your closet have opened the door and
They've started talking
[Chorus]
Just like Miami!
Miami!
Fucking Miami
Miami!
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
Miami!
Fucking Miami!
Miami!
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
[verse]
Hey!
They're in your room while you're sleeping
They're in your car behind the seat waiting
All the rifle sights are on the back of your head
They're slipping it into your drink when you're not looking
And they're selling it to you as art
It's every other word in movies and songs
All the public is buying
It's business as usual
And the business is capitalizing
On your fear, your greed, your perversions and vices
They say you're guilty, they've got the evidence to prove it
The mistakes are obvious, the faults are glaring
The plane is on fire, the fucking ship is sinking
And you're swept away in a hurricane
You're buried in the rubble of an earthquake
It's terminal
Inoperable
They're amputating!
Massive hemmorrhaging
Major fucking complications!
[Chorus]
Just like Miami!
Miami!
Fucking Miami!
Miami!
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
Miami!
Fucking Miami!
Miami!
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
[outro]
Miami!
Miami was written by Laura Jane Grace.
Miami was produced by J. Robbins.
Against Me! released Miami on Tue Sep 06 2005.