I like the smell of a dead child. Whose I cut the throat. After torturing him a bit. For nothing but pleasure. . Innocence bleeds. As the feeble lamb lies.
Crowded like animals. You're the waste of existence. Doomed to ignorance. You'll disappear in shame and pain. . The spectre of Auschwitz is hauting your minds.
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One got addicted and the other ran away. Some settle down a familiar place. One lets go the wheel while the other one steers. . One got the money that the other put away.
lets start fresh this time. we've reached this point again. you know ive waited for these days and weeks to end. saddest playing so long. as tears roll down your face.
My life it seems way too short. Oppurtunities blow past everyone. by one they go straight through the door. When will I ever have some fun?. . I wish tomorrow happened yesterday.
Somebody stop me,. Somebody stop him please.. Night skies, brake lights,. Conversation cuts ties.. . Somebody stop him,. Somebody stop me please.. Everything everyone never said.
Verse 1 -. I am sorry for the way that I've been treating you. You've been so good to me and I have been so cruel to you. I know I'm not the person you expected me to be.
Sometimes I feel like I'm falling from the sky. And they were just waiting to be loved. So I stopped to think of you I think I'm for you it's true. I know I've been gone and so I wrote for you this song.
That's all that matters. I may never be the one that gets a second glance. I may never be the one they call the prettiest. But thats alright with me. .
[Music & Lyrics by S. Guadagnoli]. . All we need to feel it's. Just like the others. So, I'm over you, I don't feel you, I can't see you. When I was down the way.
Won't take me home, I'm sweetness to the bone. I'm silken and discreet, amiable and cheap. Meat for you to pound, to beat and smack around. . Holes for you to fill with anything you will.
The trouble is the you think you've time. Enough to waste enough to embrace. Enough to let you just talk about what you will do. . Totally lost, fully undone.
Only when you're sleeping I get peace of mind, tucked in your safety blanket of the night. You toss and you turn and you fall out of bed. Forget peace of mind I'll just hold you instead..
As you walk away I could not see. Darkness pushes in and down on me. Youre out somewhere with him instead of me. Im trying to hang on so desperately. .
[Speaking through a microphone]. "Good morning students and faculty, If I could have your attention please. As you may, or may not know, Principal Cambell.