Never to be happy seems the way it's meant to be. Violence all around me- Now violence part of me. Chosen few get to have it all. While the rest of us always take the fall.
When I think of your hands sliding down my back. When I think of your sweat on my skin. And your moist breath whispering in my ear. I ... I ... i. I get sick.
I've got a ribcage full of broken glass. Shards of you under my skin. I've got a new disease called memories. And it pollutes my bloodstream from within.
I am what I hate. Now I hate who I am. . I torture animals. So I can have shiny, bouncy hair. Blinding rats and rabbits. So my mascara is safe to wear.
The gates are open but you won't leave. Break the silence you choose to keep. Without knowing, without fear. Of where you're going now you are here. .
This war should have ended so long ago. But turning back the hands of time is useless. This war is never ending it's all we know. We've wasted more than just our heart and souls.
There's sin in my heart. But I stand accused. Of crimes that I did not commit. Tried and confined. Judged by your eyes. But I am an innocent man. . Bound and forsaken.
You are here in my heart. Why won't you see me?. I can't hate you. . I trusted you. You lied to me, betrayed me. How could you make me choose. Between us and you?.
You can shake it, yacan break it. Yacan hang it on the wall. I dont want it, catch it fore it falls. . Shake it. You can break it. You can hang it on the wall.
Well, there's a word for stress. It's called suck-sess. All this work and no play. Could make anybody a physical wreck. Well, i'll be checkin' out. Next time it comes around.
(Marcella Detroit). >From where she stands. The world is more heartless than grand. Over the seas. It's easy to think that you're free. >From the pain.
(Marcella Detroit). Little secrets too bad to tell. Little secrets of my holy hell. I'm invaded without a sound. One word and it comes tumblin' down. This family is a tyranny.
Consumed in a struggle of spiritual warfare. An unseen battle in my mind. A failure uncontrollable, persona inexplicable. A scar that the past has left behind.
Quests and questions.. Heretic emotions, the driving force.. The source of course, supports the foundation.. It seems it's a near miss and replaces uniqueness..
Every time you blink, every time you drink. Every time you sleep, I'm alive and well. Every time you're weak.. In the corner of your eye, in the back of your mind, on the tip of your tongue..
i guess I'm wasting my time trying to tell you how i feel, or maybe. asking you how you see us, I'm confused but i know what i mean. i can never say it, i could hardly write it, you'll probably never read this.
Well, good evening to all my friends. . I think it goes to show that. The more you get, the more you got. The more you want some more. . 'Cause it's super sexy, super cool.
Would you go outside?. Asked you to leave. I had enough of this ruckus. I wanna sleep. . You say you're feeling lonely. I got to agree. I feel it coming slowly, slowly to me.
Your head come on is dead and gone it might as well be said so long. It's suds and soda a brain decoder and can I wait for my decoder. Get off get up you son of pop the light below is bright on top.
Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?. All my life I've only loved the one.. I was taught to be tolerant and plain. I was taught a million things I can't explain..