Well, it's the high anxiety I'm a victim of society. High anxiety, I'm a victim of society, high anxiety. It's my high anxiety getting to the best of me.
Hey! What's goin' on?. Hey! What went wrong?. Hey! I don't know why.... Hey! I might as well try! Buy. . Well, I looked around this crazy place and tried to make some sense of it....
Hey! What's goin' on?. Hey! What went wrong?. Hey! I don't know why?. Hey! I might as well try! Buy. . Well, I looked around this crazy place and tried to make some sense of it?.
Hatred! a deadly disease. it's pumping through the veins of every being on the planet. or so it seems.."maybe you, not me". i see it clearly through the red film on my eyes.
Hatred! A deadly disease, is flowing through the veins of every being on. the planet or so it seems. "Maybe you, not me" I see it clearly through the red film of my eyes that we must fight!.
[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]. . Like the holy scripture said. Satan fled from his prison. He twisted the minds. In the garment of the holy church. Every fairy-tale has a wiff of truth.
[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]. . Woe... when fear is our bridle. Lost in the claws of decay. Oh , Tomorrow's a grinning skull. That leads our way. . Sweet oblivion rocks us.
[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]. . There's darkness everywhere in the hall of time. but a low glowing fire shines on lonly silhouettes. nigh colums of chilliads with runes of fate.
Well I'm back in the class. fallin' out of your past. all the letters I wrote. that you thought as a joke. and the phone never rings. when you're cold and it stings.
The distance between the sheets. When chemicals compete. The friction of skin is deathly unbearable, yeah. The basics of war are near. The coward's in you and me.
Heartbeat Away. BOB OLDREIVE. . I saw you in the park but I didnt say hi. Wrapped up with your new friend. I just walked on by. I try to reach these arms into our yesterday.
Keep your head up. The colors are beautiful. When they say give up. Turn up your radio. All the sentimental memories you own. When they say grow up. It's just like a funeral.
Something's gotta change again. I'm losing, my inspirations gone, oh no oh no. Seeing through some different eyes. I can't find, my medications failed, again again.
I feel so peculiar I don't know what to say. But don't let me fool you I'm not one bit afraid, no way. . One thing's for sure. What I would give to simply open my door.
Standing on the edge of the Hoover Dam. I'm on the centerline. Right between two states of mind. And if the wind from the traffic should blow me away.
Another time, time after time. You make me feel so helpless I. Never tried to change your mind. I keep it to myself it's. . Sometimes I've got to tell you.
(S. Theard-K. Spencer). i swore i'd never get involed. said i'd never ever fall in love. cause it hurt me once before.... wouldn't hurt me anymore. since the times have changed it's different now.
Horo harad harad. Horo harad harad. Horo harad harad heng gee handan. Horo harad harad horo harad harad. Horo harad harad heng gee handan. . Dance to your shadow and it's good to be livin', lad.
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