I can see. I can see.. That you've been working for the death of you and me.. . You set the traps.. And lit the match.. Told me I was selfish and I didn't understand..
I feel like runnin' yes it's time to leave. My eyes see it but I don't believe. Your life is like a whitewashed tomb. You speak of love but your words are doom!.
A black and white moving cloud of wings in the sky. A flock of vultures approach while blotting out the sun. Their shrieks are deafening. To the human ears.
Bullshit!. Who the fuck do you think you are you've taken it a bit too far. Believing that you're king shit in your fake fantasy. A clown dressed to impress..
Lockjaw standing on his own low ball landing. Come on, mistah reprimanding. Why you so understanding?. Oh, she lights the wind on fire in her way. . No apologies, no luck tonight.
Some elated revelation. Comes from long lost sleepy eyes. So you turn a new rotation. And live a silent dreamy sigh. . And you rise awake. And you rise too late.
Her pain is a fog that he inhales. Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale. It's just another night with a sad different song. Heard from somewhere now she sings along.
Now you have been staring at the sun for a while. Is it hurting your eyes. I know you want to put those shades on. And walk on home with a tan. To arrive and leave with style.
Wasted disposable dying scum. Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum. Isn't that what we're all waiting for. So we can go home and celebrate our good life.
Wasted disposable dying scum. Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum. Isn't that what we're all waiting for. So we can go home and celebrate our good life.
They call you the Killer, say your like a disease. You got the world in your pocket but you ain't foolin me. . You want something different, mama I understand.
Oh!. . So where's the one. You've been speaking of?. Is he hiding somewhere?. Or just inside your head?. . You built this prison by yourself. I can see.
You would've liked it, you would've liked it. You would've loved to see this day. I wish you could be here, I wish you could hear this. You would've been beautiful today.
Welcome to the end of the night. Where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty jokes. Stop me if you've heard this one. The ransom's over, where's my cut, cut, cut, cut?.
The signal flares, will light the way. To the scene of the accident where we'll dance. Like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth. Such a sick celebration.
Burn the evidence before you go to sleep tonight. burn the evidence before you go to sleep tonight. don't forget to dream. make an alibi that sits inside your heart.
I don't think my heart can take it. Another empty day might break it. I need you more than ever before. I found out what it is I'm missing. . You. . I know your heart can barely take it.
Well, you can look down your nose and tell me I'm no good. But I'm just doing all I can, like I know I should. Every time I stand, you tell me I should sit.
There you go again as soon as the going gets tough. Are you finding that a diet of fluff won't fill you up?. That's a nice line, from where did you lift it?.