The dust settles after a hit and run. Bewildered by the damage done. I don't know why we chose the roads we travel. Or how a life could get so unraveled.
Miranda works the late night counter. In a joint called Betty's Diner. Chrome and checkered tablecloths. One steamy windowpane. . She got the job that shaky fall.
Here I am without a message. Here I stand with empty hands. Just a spirit tired of wandering like a stranger in this land. Walking wide eyed through this world is the only way I've known.
Sometimes I stare at the night sky. See them stars a billion light years away. And it makes me feel small like a bug on a wall. Who gives a shit anyway?.
"We're sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed. Check the number and dial again.". "The time from your telephone company is 9:33.". "Please hang up".
Band: Terrorscope. From: Greece. City: Thessaloniki. Song Name: Bloodthirsty Land. Demo Name: Bloodthirsty Land. . Lyrics:. . Timeless war. Blood across the land.
Heyyy pacha bottu laga Guchi gundelona. Racho racha nuvu chesthunteee. Box baddhalai poye. gunde box baddhalai poye. . Hey nachi nachagane pachi onti meedha.
[You] tell me I'm lost and I don't seem too sure what to do. [You] tell me I'm lost and I don't seem too sure what to do. There's a fire in my head and I'm blinded by bullets.
She don't understand you. Her birth made of grain. She can now see the sun. And everyone said yeah. You're better off dead, but. She didn't know we were alone.
What difference does a day make, for you and me?. What difference does a day make?. I can barely take the weight and taken for granted,. Hold yourself together, Hold fast.
I saw a sign by a pay phone. It said get in line so I did. . The nice cars they drive by fast. Suckin up many gallons of gas. Yeah, I wish I had a few.
I can't believe what happened here tonight.. I know those things I said, you know those things were not right.. Anger coursing through my blood and corroding all my veins..
Well he's the king of fashion in his neighborhood,. With his ripped blue jeans and a flannel shirt.. His got a well kept mullet and a packet of smokes,.
Sometimes I stare at the night sky. See them stars a billion light years away. And it makes me feel small like a bug on a wall. Who gives a shit anyway?.
De tijden zijn donker het korte leven zwaar. De mensen vrezen god, de duivel en elkaar. . Terwijl de welgesteld' elite spuugt op 't volk. . De oogst brengt maar weinig, het vee niet veel meer.
Empty eyes stare into backlit lies. Stare your life away. That is the escape. Face the world, do not hide. Rip out the chord before it takes your life.
Forked tongues flicker in signification, my eardrums ringing again. Poised to strike, receptive eyes comply to shades of light. . Gossip whores with retracting claws seek invasive social ties.
You're worthless, you plague humanity. Be nothing without me. Your curses try to get back at me. But there is no time. . Bludgeoned. . Your curses with thoughts and narration.
Hey, leave me be. To torch the skies. And your constellations. Banned disaster. New era chillings. My dramatics are anthems. Weaved covertly. In surprise.
I wrote a brand new song today. It's got every little thing I need to say. Had it so long on the tip of my tongue. All these words left unsung. May not hear it on MTV.