tears dripping on the ground. I see this barrel staring up at me. will the trigger set me free. my legs are shaking as I. decide if I'll consider one more try.
You changed man, you used to be about the music.... . You know we're not the only ones who aren't afraid of you.... (The rest of the song is in the state of being translated.).
Circle pit, circle pit, circle pit [x3]. It's building up inside (It's building up inside). . I tried so hard its tearing me apart.. the pressure's building up inside me everyday..
"I'm Weak Inside". . Another day in this broke down place. The towers grow and the skies are slowly replaced. With the cold gray structures that lay to waste.
its your story. and i'm just the antithesis. to your american dream. and i sit here in this fucken nightmare. . watching you,. biding time. and telling lies and im wondering why your even here at all.
I meant to see you one more time. in that white dress splashed with brine. from the northern coast. where we learned our lessons the first time.. . A line assigned to paper,.
It is dangerous. To put this into words. But I'm alright. Close to fulfilment. I miss you. I miss you. . And anyway. I just wanted to show you. I'm yours now.
I'm listening like my father. Told me how to. And burning like my brother. Always knew I would. . I admit these strong defences. All around you, yeah.
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I wonder wonder wonder. Wonder what went wrong. We used to used to used to. Used to feel so strong. Now we seem to come apart at the seam. Now we speak impolitely.
Another child born to the house, I hate children. Raise him right so he won't be a mouse, I hate children. I hate it when they make lots of noise, I hate children.
I don't know what I'm supposed to feel. all I know is that these feelings keep on haunting me.. I don't feel what I'm supposed to know. but my thoughts are plagued by old memories..
I'm no king and I'm no leader. I'm not like Paul but a lot like Peter. I've denied my friends and denied my wife. I know my purpose, I know my rights.