DESTROY ME. As WANT turns to NEED. You MURDER ME. Just to WATCH me BLEED. I live inside... my own MAKE BELIEVE. I SACRIFICE... what you can't see. I'm HISSING MAD.
Flesh playhouse. Give us poison. Make us holy. Keep us happy. . Live one on one. Hot young tongue. Babys sweet and babys vicious. (Ooh-ahh-ah-ow). Magically delicious.
And tonight in Los Angeles, California. Thousands of teenagers will drive up and down Hollywood boulevard. Endlessly searching for Sex. . C-c-come on baby.
Feel the bite, feel the bite. Feel the bite, feel the bite. . I'm leading the way. To an escape. I'm casting a stare. Straight for your eyes. . A space locked inside.
[s] "Turned on most of the time, and I'm showing one thing or another.". [s] "I feel like I've taken acid. I don't know. I don't think I did.". [s] "I think I just went too high and never came down.".
Acid angels come to the fangs of love. Swine brother beware. Stare deeper blank mirror hating a vacant heart. You're goin' down. . Who has a hold of you.
I should be home right now. It's a real small town. I keep looking over my shoulder. How many people know now. You got a family at home. You're out with me getting stoned.
If we help each other out along the way. Then maybe everything will be okay. Who decides if you'll succeed?. Who decides those things you want and need?.
Some people say that I threw my brain away. That I'm illogical and don't have much to say. Some people say that it's foolish to believe. In what we cannot see, so we're deceived.
I've dwelt long on the past. I just can't take it anymore. I struggle in vain at last. I've managed to board up the windows and lock the door. . Persist to resist, fight back, back.
Not a lot right now makes sense to me. And I won't go quietly. Not a lot right now makes sense to me. And I won't sit patiently. . I'm gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them.
Yeah, can you get what you see. But you can't have what you can't. Hey, what's come down over me. It's the way you stood, it's the way you stood. . 'Cause things the way they are.
Not a lot right now makes sense to me. And it won't go quietly. Not a lot right now makes sense to me. And it won't sit patiently. . I'm gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them.
At the end of the sea. There waits my wind to carry me. Through storms we will sail. Just to gaze at the top of the world. . From the bottom of the world.
She says I'm negative, I just can't see. It's her negativity depressing me. Maybe I'm anti-American me. Well, I don't think the problem is nationality, it's your point of view.
I think we should jump on the piano. No one's looking. We could tear his heart out. Tear his heart out. It's too late to save us now. But no matter. We still have time to dance.
It's a struggle just to stay alive. A brute force wind keeps us huddled inside. While the ship is going under. The violence will tear us asunder. . And the land is too far away.
Finally met her parents on a Saturday night. They gave me the eye, wouldn't let me out of their sight. They didn't like the looks of me right away. They told me to go, so I decided to stay.
I think we should jump on the piano. No one's looking we could tear his heart out. Tear his heart out. . It's too late to save us now but no matter. We still have time to dance.