Worst of Intentions

by Colour In Conflict

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released 09 June 2012

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Colour In Conflict Edmonton, Alberta

Armed with an impressive catalogue of original material that ranges from upbeat pop-punk to driven hard rock, Colour in Conflict's sound is entirely unique. The group consists of drummer Kevin Cutting, vocalist Ben Grunewald, guitarist Robyn Slack, and Troy Dumont on bass. The band has played all over western Canada for four years now, and is set to release their debut LP in 2012. ... more

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Track Name: With Absolute Method
With Absolute Method by Ben Grunewald

O how I would love to be the one to rip your soul from you
Quietly, carefully, tear you apart
Safe in my clutches I’d dig myself into you
Shredding, destroying the angel you are

Chorus
Let me lick the wound I’ve inflicted in your purity
Slowly, deliberately fester the wound

Come to me, precious, and I’ll be your atrophy
I’ll suck the blood from your bones
Stronger than passion my need for your eyes on me
Can’t wait to get you alone

Chorus

Bridge
Are you feeling this, feeling this?
You are meaningless, meaningless
Yeah, you see me now, don’t you?

When the fire dies, when the fire dies down
When the fire dies, when the fire dies down
When the fire dies, when the fire dies down
When the fire dies

Chorus
Track Name: Sugar, You're a Shortcut to Hell
Sugar, You’re a Shortcut to Hell by Ben Grunewald

You give me the shakes, and you know it
I can feel my pulse begin to race, can’t control it, and I show it

Drop dead seventeen
You’re not the one for me but
I don’t know it yet

Dark hair, killer jeans
Black eyeliner
And a touch I won’t forget

You make heaven hurt, and I like it
You’re the kind of hell that I deserve, we could fight it, we should try it

You’re still rocking at
Four in the morning when I
Catch you in a smile

Lipstick numbers on
White paper napkins are
Dangerous, d-d-d-d-d-dangerous!

Chorus
I just don’t know how much longer, I can keep my hands to myself
It’s getting harder to breathe (Better stay away from me)
(‘cause) I’ve got the worst of intentions for you
Sugar, you’re a shortcut to hell
And heaven knows I know it too well

Verse
So…d-d-d-d-d-d-d-
Dance, dance, dance for me – you gotta cut a rug baby, cut a cut a rug (baby)
You’re the kind of mistake I’d repeat, if I had to, I’d glad to

You’re just evil there’s
No getting round it
You’re a one-way ticket down

Lipstick leavings on
White cotton collars are
Dangerous, you’re d-d-d-d-d-dangerous

Chorus

Bridge
I’ll bet, you kiss like a landmine
All mess, and nowhere to run
Dead set, to savor the (taste your) explosion
No rest, ‘til the damage is done (do it, do it, do it!)

Chorus

Heaven knows I know it too well
Sugar, you’re a shortcut to hell
Oh, well
Track Name: Pheromona Lisa
Pheromona Lisa by Ben Grunewald

Your dark, umbilical waves, they keep me tethered to you
I’m not afraid of your stain, your sunspot moments of truth
You’ve got me breathing you in, sweet scent of wandering will
You can’t imagine my poise when we’ve got time to kill

Chorus
I swear I see past your eyes (I swear I see past your eyes)
To the devil inside
You and your flawless design (Angel addicted to fire)
I want to watch you cry
I want to hear you confess (Your heart’s a hole in your chest)
And you’ve got nothing to lose
That I’m a light in the dark (Your fuse awaiting a spark)
And I’m the fire you choose
That I’m a light in the dark (Your fuse awaiting a spark)
And I’m the fire you choose

I’d give it all for a taste, to spend a day in your waves
I want to share your disease, to be the cut that you crave
I’m such a slave to your flame, perfection pulling me in
I’d rather burn than deny, I’d rather burn, rather burn, rather burn, rather burn

Chorus

Bridge
I could be your chemical, you could be my chains
I’d be your addiction, cause and kill your pain
I would be your soldier if you would be my aim tonight, tonight

I could be your chemical, you could be my chains
Wrap yourself around me, sing me to my grave
And I would be your bullet if you would be my aim tonight

Chorus
Track Name: The Storm
The Storm by Ben Grunewald


If you don’t ask, I won’t tell
And we’ll keep on pretending
Like everything’s okay

If I don’t ask, you won’t have to lie
And say it’s alright, instead of just waiting
‘Til we turn out the light, say goodnight, stop talking, and neither of us falls asleep

Pre-chorus
I don’t believe your smile
White lies through ruby lips
But your eyes tell stories
And your eyes tell stories

I don’t believe one word
You’re unconvincing, girl
What if I said I’m sorry
Wish I could say I sorry but

Chorus
You’ve got to know it’s not your fault
But I wish to God it were
Maybe then we could just end this
This war of not-one-word
I pray it’s not too late
To atone for my mistakes
I got my white flag waving
Let me see your white flag waving

Verse
So we’ll sit here, in silence
With you rolling, your eyes at me
Would you put that away and look me in the eye

So I messed up, and I know that it hurts
Cause its hurting my heart to know I’ve torn us apart
But is there even the slightest chance that we’ll pull through, me and you?

Pre-chorus

Chorus

Bridge
Can we go back to the way it was, before
Our skies got covered over by, the storm
I brought this down, I brought it down, I brought it down upon myself
I brought this down, I brought it down, I brought it down

Chorus
Track Name: The Ol' Heave-Ho
The Ol' Heave-Ho by Ben Grunewald

Shame on me for being so polite, so polite
I get the feeling that you‘re trying to start a fight, whoa
I should have known you‘d never let go you
Don‘t even know what sorry means
This is a game to you, you first-class drama queen

Pre-chorus
I know you girl, I know you, oh, I know you girl
So you can‘t fool me, oh you can‘t fool me, no you can‘t fool me

Chorus
I don‘t want to sit here and watch you burn, In the wake of the mistake and the lesson learned
Would you go? Would you go? Would you go? Would you go?
I don‘t want to hear an apology, I don‘t care what all your reasons or thoughts may be
Would you go? Would you go? Would you go? Would you go?

So go on, go on and play me like you do, like you do
Or would you change the game for once and tell the truth, whoa
This is a wonder to behold, watching us spin out of control
Tell me do you believe it‘s possible
To get back to where we started, get back to where we started

Pre-chorus
Where I know you girl, (And you can‘t fool me this time)
I know you, oh, (I‘m gonna leave you behind)
I know you girl
So you can‘t fool me, oh you can‘t fool me, no you can‘t fool me

Chorus

Bridge
Pack your bags my dear, cause you are out of here
Pack, pack your bags my dear, cause you can‘t fool me

Chorus (quiet)
I don‘t want to sit here and watch you
I don‘t want to watch you burn
In the wake of mistakes

Chorus (heavy slow) (overlap two choruses)

Chorus
Track Name: Kyle's Song
Kyle's Song by Robyn Slack

I don‘t sleep, I just turn off my head
It‘s been three weeks but I still lie on my side of the bed
I don‘t dream, I just go back in time
If I were just to not wake up would that be such a crime

Pre-chorus
If only you could feel the hate that I do
But I don‘t hate you half as much as I hate me for still loving you

Chorus
And I don‘t want be alone tonight
And I can‘t run to you to make it right
Cause everything‘s changing on me

I don‘t move, I just run away
Afraid that my surroundings will suffocate me if I stay
I don‘t think, no I don‘t think at all
Cause each thought becomes a number that I swore I wouldn‘t call

Pre-chorus

Chorus

Bridge
It makes me sick to think that after all hell you put me through
You still hold some sort of appeal for me and yet I can‘t deny it
So I‘ll sit and count the hours ‗til you‘re bored enough to break
And fake like you‘ve got something real for me and we‘ll see if I buy it
Please stop calling this a breakup, like its mutual or something
Nothing ever broke for me, this was not a joke for me
So just do me this one favour, take the blame I just can‘t bear it
Some day I‘ll face what‘s true, right now I‘m still in love with you
Chorus
Track Name: Illinois
Illinois by Robyn Slack

My cancer has a first name, it spells it just like yours
It’s seeping in between like gasoline on open sores
Your black ambition blinds you to all you can’t accept
When will you realize behind dead eyes there’s nothing living left

Locked up and left in darkness, a hungry pack of wolves
You and your filthy brothers eat each other, never full
You sign your cheques like Rembrandt, adding the final stroke
Your passion’s misery on all you see and everyone you know

Chorus:
Sometimes I feel a shallow grave just might be the only way
For us to bring you down to earth, ‘cause the more you have, the less you’re worth

Chorus

I just wanna know, what's so special about Chicago
Track Name: Where Secrets Lie
The Untimely Demise of One Basil Hallward

© B. Grunewald 2008

Verse:
Don’t you believe me?
I’m telling the truth I swear
Cross my lying heart
And hope you die

Of all my intentions
I never imagined this
A painted reflection
That brought down the sky

Chorus:
I hope you’re ready for this
It’s gonna hurt and I’m not that sorry
I’ve got a secret to keep
You’ll only get in the way

So here’s your ticket to hell
I’ll never give you a chance to save me
I’m gonna bury it deep
So I can put you away

Verse:
And what if I told you
The lies that you love to hear
Whispered in the dark
Where secrets lie

Would you remember
The way that it used to be
From fire to embers
We’re burning tonight, oh

Chorus:

Variation (x4):
God save my
God save my soul
Got blood on my hands
Your blood on my hands

Variation 2 (x4):
God save my soul
Track Name: Carnival Season
Carnival Season by Robyn Slack

Give me a reason to let myself loose on this town
It’s carnival season and I’m a one man freak show now
I’m not a violent person, I am violence personified
Afflicted by the curse, honey, I’m the place your precepts come to die
Where your precepts come to die

Chorus:
We take to the streets like oil and flame
This world’s fair game at the setting of the sun
These words we repeat and feel no shame
We’re as wicked as they come
We’re as wicked as they come
We’re as wicked as they come

Get your disease on, taste the filth and feel the itch
It’s carnival season, light us up now, throw the switch
This is the new destruction, anarchy as abstract art
Or maybe that’s a crutch to justify the lightning in our hearts
We’ve got lightning in our hearts

Chorus

Bridge:
We’re as wicked as they come (x4)

Interlude

Chorus
Track Name: Spectral Threat
Spectral Threat by Robyn Slack

Keep your head down deep below the surface, baby
No regrets now, you know that you’ve earned this
And you’ll pay the price, just shut your eyes
Stumble into paradise, oh-oh-oh

Press your finger deep into your throat, my darling
Let it linger almost ‘til you choke
And then we’ll see what drips from your sweet lips
Apple seeds and cherry pits

Pre-chorus:
But wait, what if it’s not too late to trust in common sense
What’s the use of holding back all this truth in favour of false pretence

Chorus:
Oh-oh, the danger we create
The spectral threat that lets us all feel safe
Oh-oh, the lies we tell ourselves
So we’ll forget we live in our own hell

Scream at me all about your precious children
And your dream to see all their little heads get filled in
With the same old lies in new disguise
It’s criminal but who’s surprised

Where’s the trust, it’s not about your vision
It’s about injustice lurking in your kitchen
And your living room, they sealed their doom
The moment they escaped the womb

Pre-chorus

Chorus

Bridge:
(It’s peering from the shadows with the eyes that burn)
It’s peering from the shadows with the eyes that burn
(It’s peering from the shadows with the eyes that burn)
It’s peering from the shadows with the eyes that burn
(A testament to arrogance and all the things we’ll never ever learn)
A testament to arrogance and all the things we’ll never ever learn

Chorus (first half quiet)

Chorus