(w graber). They borrow words for thoughts and steal what they feel from fools who choose to feel. For every black and white for every ash to ash shades of grey will clash.
(music arcwelder/words w. graber & s. macdonald). And hey this is something different - and then again. Now down 'til I can't remember - was it here or there.
(w graber). So stay to myself and how's this door been opened. And all these superstitions won't help now. And now is the time 'cause now I've been forgotten (it's the sadness of the year).
(s. macdonald). Life will have to go on. With or without you here. I've known it all along. And now it all seems clear. . All my want for plans. You don't understand.
(w. graber). . Came for the green slop pie - all mixed together. It's that i... nobody's got one yet. You see I was mark merrill. And he was just another who dragged it out far to long to believe.
(s macdonald). History repeats itself ad infinitum. If the plans come off the shelf he hopes he was invited. And the world's hard on the kid. For something he never did.
(music: arcwelder lyrics: w.graber/s.macdonald). (scott's part - there is a completely unrelated bill's part as well). The thing that gets me down. On the second time around.
Ton absence me lacre,. J'ai remis tes masques et tes revolvers.. Tes avions restent terre.. . Plus j'avance, plus j'en crve.. Tes silences hurlent l'imposture..
She smiles at me then brings coffee to the table. Then pours sugar in my cup. I need her here like she's a drug. Whispers that she wants me, then take over my body.
Audiowhore, sucking on sound,. Sucking my voice, dragging me down.. Audiowhore, taking up my time.. Why can't you make up your mind?. . Running on and on about nothing..
Assassination shocks a nation.. When such a brutal crime is killing christmas time.. They capped the hero, under mistletoe. Unveiled the bitter sign, declared and left behind..
Shuffling through all the nations airports. Invalids collide with terrorist scum.. Choking on the lag, the headset's spilling over.. Choking on the lag, the exiles plot..
Here out past the tracks where the drunks collapse. Old suckers can score on the indigent whores.. Way after the last laugh has swollen itself shut. When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks..
I was born in the southland, down there in Texas, U.S.A.. I was never supposed to know a moment. Of unhappiness in my life. Somehow it didn't work out that way.
oh baby i have got a magic trick that i'd like to perform for you. and every time i whisper in your ear you'll know it's true. don't believe a word i've ever said to you.
dont ever tell you what i feel. 'cause im not really sure myself. and you can say that thats okay. i can tell its really not. . And when you drop me off this time imll wonder weather i was clear.
Kaupunki on tulessa kun tiet etsin sulaneilta kaduilta. Jotka nielee tiikerit ja seeprat raitoineen. Kuulen huudon kaukaisen ja sen kutsun. - Hei el jokainen hetki niin kuin se olis sun viimeinen! -.
satutat mua, satutat mua silti tahdon aina. vaan sua s oot pivnsde, m oon menninkinen. silmiisi m tahdon hukkua tunnen sen , tunnen sen. kun sun kanssas rakastelen coolit vibat ravistaa mua.