Let me drop the weight of my world on your shoulder. Ive come to burden you. Like they all warned ya. Some come on along. And be my crutch. Let me know down.
Trouble got a hold of me. Dont you see. Its found its home its set in stone. Its lit up on the marquee. Some how things havent always been like this. My demons came back.
In this world. Theres a space thats growing further every day. Where palace walls blockdesperate calls. And plant the seed of such dismay. Its the fire that fuels the mobs.
Coming right down. Coming right down the line. The pistons fire away. But theyre never in time. The consequences. Lye at every bend. The end, the end, the end.
That girls a southern bell. Breaks hearts and she does it well. She will bring a man down. Right down to his knees. Born and raised in Tennesee. By her hard working daddy.
Changing seasons. The train is leaving. The destination is everywhere but here. Im moving on now. Whats to find out. When everything behind me. Ive torched down to the ground.
Here I am,. Off in the distance. But I'm still calling your name. Not a day passes. That I'm not asking. why some things. turn out in the worst of ways.
Lock the doors. Im sensing danger. Every day thing gets a little bit stranger. So now I hide in fear. For my own dear life. . Get ready now Im jumping shit.
Is that you crawling. Outside My Window. Creeping me out tonight. How come you. Choose me to suffer. Everytime I turn out the lights. . I thought I got free.
Like a fly on the wall. Sometimes you think that youve seen it all. But then you wake up and you find yourself. still learning to crawl. . I used to see you in a different view.
BEEN WRITTEN OFF FOR DEAD AND GONE NOW. TURNED YOUR BACK AND DRIFT AWAY. YOU PAVE THIS PATH YOUR ON WITH SORROW. ROAM THIS ROAD WITH ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE.
Caught again under. Under the avalanche. Down here at the end of the road. Down here in nomans land. I cant help but to wonder why. I ask the gods but I get back no reply.
This is the story of boys and girls. who fall from divine worlds. Sometimes the turn of the screw. makes everything come loose. Some try to hang on, some.
How it began, there I am. In the evening twilight. A refugee down by the sea. Moving along on and on. By a lonesome highway. And one of these days. Im gonna set me free, I believe!.
i've live this lifetime. walking a fine line. count my blessings,. learned my lessons. i'm still alive. i watched some not get up. after tapping the main line.
Ive washed my hands of this. Walked away from it. Ive got to come in clean. Take me where the grass is green. Burned all my bridges down. Looking at 6 feet inside the ground.
No longer goodbyes. Away I go. Now you see me. And now you dont. Go and save yourself. Cause you cant save me. Dont shed me no tears. When they bury me deep.
The time has come. Come undone. I gotta run. Im showing all the symptons. Im a receiver of the fever. And as you undress. What a mess I become. . Take a slide a ride with me.
Tick, tick, tick,. The ticking of the clock. The second hand is moving. And it just wont stop. . Run, run, run. The time has come. If you even have a chance.
No need to turn on the lights. Its not a mystery to me. Ive seen what I can do. By the hands of my deceit. Had you heard about Excess?. Then you know about betrayal.