You take what you can, without asking first. and then you drink what's left, to quench your own thirst. You always fill your plate with more than you can eat.
Don't give up Keep Trying Even when it's tiring. Don't give up Keep Trying Even when it's tiring. Always Keep Trying. Always Keep Trying. Don't Give Up Keep Trying Even When It's Tiring.
Stumbling words and stuttering lips. Make the sentence complete. A death sentence complete. . Create hell our of hopelessness. Confirm the failure of it all.
We choose it, win or lose it. Love is never quite the same. I loved you, now I've lost you. Don't feel bad you're not to blame. So kiss me goodbye and I'll try not to cry.
Can i get a break here? just give me what I want.. how long we gonna take here, here, to tell you what I want?. do you want to Call me, do you want it, I want it, do you want it all?.
Can i get a break here? just give me what I want.. how long we gonna take here, here, to tell you what I want?. do you want to Call it, do I want it, I want it, do you want it all?.
Hate and aggression. urge for destruction. Misanthropic life. urge to kill. . complete waste. should be thrown away. misanthropic strike. violent homicide.
Some people don't know. Don't know what is wrong. So they're knee deep. Knee deep in sorrow.
Run, run, run away. Buy yourself another day. A cold wind's whispering secrets in your ear. So low only you can hear. Run, run, run and hide. Somewhere no one else can find.
Qu fera iero zouno. Qu verra iorro donih ih. . De perraya hiero dono. Qu fera iorro donih ihla. Dala hierro so qu r. . Qu fera iero zouno. Qu verra iorro donih i i h.
Keep askin'. How long will my love it last. Always. . Keep askin'. How long will my days they pass. Always. . Keep asking me my love. Keep asking help from above.
Map the words to deny, deny the symptoms, as 'oh yeah I'm doing fine', as I've found a most endearing psychosis.. Somewhere out there there's a thrill I swear. Desperate as I am I just can't strip bare and bleed the only purity I've known..
Hostile age. Nefarious, this maze. Predetermined fate or just a game?. Life is the killing circus. . How long. Can this go on?. Is there any exit from this cage?.
May we be the next to self-incinerate and may the mustard smoke from our bones be inhaled and consumed by the king cobras and queen bees of our world.