Black heart red eyes of a killer. No conscience no regret. Assassination hunger. One blast you're put to death. Lost child no attention getter. All his life he's had to fight.
I missed your arms around me. Now you found me, and we're floating off the ground. When I used to pass the hours, I was lost. But baby, now it's slowing down.
They say believeing is what we see. Though faith we sell. You want reward beyond where you lay. Look where we tell. Have you been searching for an answer.
Time to face what's going on. Time to face the hurting truth. it's so easy to close your eyes. It's so easy to lie to you. . Don't you see, the times they changed.
I'm sitting here again. Another Sunday morning. Trying to figure out just who to be. I can't keep going on like this. I've gotta break away. . Woah, woah, everything I've said is over.
Swears she's okay. Don't need a witness to her feelings. She watches them escape. The good ones get away. . So cut and paste. And the stitches of her feeling.
Let's turn this up a little bit louder, yeah, yeah. Keep singing along as the night gets longer. Let's turn this up a little bit louder, yeah, yeah. Keep singing along as the night gets longer.
Trying to get it all out of my mind. Searching for sentences, trying to put down some lines. That say how it feels. That say all those things we left unsaid.
It's a golden age you say. But not for those. That choose to go their way. And not the way you chose. Why do you tell your son. What he has got to do.
I hope one day I will grow out of this. Then I will leave this battlefield. . Good or bad depends on your point of view. And I can see things from both sides.
Leave the tv on to fill the empty air. Loneliness sinks in, like ink into my skin. Should have seen it all. The climb before the fall. I held to what we shared.
Physical partical. Synical political. Spiritual ritual. Chemical miracle. . My friends, how do you feel. (Fellin alright). Well you could always feel a little bit better.
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?. . The first thing that I notice, the radio went dim. I feel the pressure rising as the water's creeping in. Rushing through the window in a flood of images.
I heard the truth about you. And it doesn't really read at all. Like the whipping stick you raised me with. A scared woman in a private hell. Hushed voice like electric bell.
All I want to do is get back to you. Connection, I just can't make no connection. But all I want to do is to get back to you. . Everything is going in the wrong direction.
Burn out, out of control, Crash and burn, Just a matter of time. Black out, Wake up in jail. Do not remember what they said I did.. Break down, Out of my mind, Rage again, What they tell me to do..
I want you to stay the way you are. Skinny legs and all. I know the time is coming. When the boys will begin to call. I wish that I could hurt for you.