Floating, but gasping for a breath. Paying through the nose for every bit of air. Strapped and bleak. Where's the feast in feast or famine. . Strapped and bleak.
Hard times, is what we're in. and it ain't getting any easier my friends. friends, search for the easy way out. and they don't care how it comes about.
Calling all vultures of virtue and mongers of hate. Sado-machismo in robes forsaken saints. Attention adders of the altar and crooks of the cloak. Forever fleecing followers unyielding shields of smoke.
Circa mea pectora multa sunt suspiria. De tua pulchritudine, que me ledunt misere.. . Venus! - I trow'd thou wast my friend -. Professed to Heaven thou wouldst send;.
Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears. And in the hustle and bustle, no sunshine appears. But you and I have our love always there to remind us.
Lock the door to your room. Pray they don't find us. Pray they don't kick it down. Oh you've been keeping secrets. And these kind of lies. Have consequences.
So what you doing. I'm feeling very well. Rocking this from Brooklyn, this is my vibration. Make you have sensation, when you hear the jam. All you want to say is happiness yo.
Zasetsu mamire ryuukou ni magire. Shiawase na furi o shite utau. Motto hashire to iikikashite. Mubou ni mo sotto kazakami e. . Kita michi o ichibetsu yutori wa gomen.