Blinded in the land of the one-eyed.. Took a walk the day I died.. I'm a dream in a clutch of nightmares,. a coward who dares.. Afloat in the dirt underground,.
There's no sense, the fire burns. When wisdom fails, it changes all. The wheel embodies all that keeps on turning. . Blood red skies, I feel so cold. No innocence, we play our roll.
Your cruel device. Your blood like ice. One look could kill. My pain, your thrill. . I wanna love you, but i better not touch (don't touch). I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop.
[Music: T. Exxel - Words; R. Mythiasin]. . Look just ahead it's black and it's dead. The drums of war pounding through our heads. Saber waving leaders draw their battle lines.
Tonight's the night in your arms again. Be the one to make me whole and then. Say whatever you have to say to me. On and honestly. . Every single thought of you amazes me.
Overbearing panic attack entrenching my veins. In an hour I'll be ok. I pray this pain will go away permanently someday. I've seen more than.... I should have to....
Overbearing panic attack entrenching my veins. In an hour I'll be okay. I pray this pain will go away. Permanently someday. . I've seen more than. I should have to.
What if we haven't lost our way,. What if we haven't lost our minds,. And chose to seize the day,. What if we know just how to rise and shine,. What if we see our circumstances now start at the end.
Would you run, would you stray from this town.. In the bad, in the good, when youre better off around.. Its a long way home to the middle of June.. If you go youll be all by yourself and go it all alone..
Baby can you put it on me tonight. I been feinin for your love. Oo baby put it on me tonight. Put it on me like you never did before. . I been feinin for more.
Its friday night. And i just got home from work. And i'm tryna feel the wave. We bout surf n a turf. . Lookin at my phone. Dozen texts they wanna go. To the club.
Hook. Phone Sex Therapy. Wat it does to me. Its Tantalizing. Hypnotizing. I wanna play. Boy I wanna play. I wanna Play. Phone-Sex Therapy. A Lovers Game.
Do I look like a liar. Do I look like a liar to you. Fighting crime in this time brings a girl down. Makes a body sink so low. . And I sink pretty deep, pretty deep, pretty deep.
Drink! this beer is for my health. And have a couple more. Drink! Until the beer is gone. And pass out on the floor. . Puke! Puke! I drank too much. Vomit on the chair.
Deep in the gut, deep inside of me. There it is, everywhere. Look at me go, watch it grow. Into my place. . Couldn't find myself in the mirror today. Who's that fading face? Oh, no!.
Fire in his head. world was turning all red. This wall of emotion. crashing down to him. Soul crushed and drowning. . Deeper than a wound,. louder than his own scream.
She's got a look that knocking you down. Her husband is so angry kicks her in the teeth. . He want to kill, he wants to poison. Poison - he's a maniac.
When your life has all been token. And your stance is akin to breaking hearts. You've grown weary, I'm not weary. I can take your past. . It's eye open time, sailor.