Take these animals again. And wrap your ropes around them. Let the demon take you in. And tell us stories about him. I will follow you. . Take these animals again.
You're all just staring, angry faces. Begging for a place to die.. Or I could leave you where you stand. Up upon that hill that'll fall to the wayside.
I want to see your eyes, the light, the tunnel. I need to feel your love, this fight, my struggle. Which hand should I cut off? My life in shambles. I'll lose my life right here, but what for? I'm coming home.
It's a deep, red wound, enough to stare. It's a beautiful rose and everyone's aware. You squeeze it tight enough to bleed. But suicide's something we'd rather not mention here.
To me, you were just dead weight. A diluted filter blurring the color away. From what this used to be. Or, or what it could have been. . But nothing's changed.
So after all, you needed more than a death threat fall. You needed more, and I let you fall. Into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw. And I remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in.
The corporate beast has got me. And I've fallen in the trap. This beast it feeds on me. And I'm never coming back. . You've sucked the truth out of me.
These words roll of my tongue like second nature. But Im far from my womb, and you know Im far from you. So when do I come back to you?. Was this already written or have I fallen so far?.
Let it burn in your eyes, your cover is blown this time and you know. But you know this was gonna happen and you could taste the red hands. And like the flies, you'll eat the worst of everything.
Take this breath for me because. I cannot bear to do it alone. Pray this prayer for me because. I have no strength to go on. You wont understand me. And I wont I understand completely.
Your tradition, I'm getting so sick of creating. Your tradition, this music to please you. Your tradition, the way it used to be. Your tradition is the very thing that blinds you.
In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. From empty vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has rise again. And all will fall with or without our good will.
He smiles she bats her eyes. Kind word and walks on by. But he don't know how it goes. And he won't be fresh no more. . She runs and tells her lies. Hot headed husband he dont like no wanderin eyes.
I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.
I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.
Pretty, pretty, she looks so needy. Shes calm in the face. But shes never forgetting every other time Ive been. Angry, raging, clenched up hands. But I know better than to mix you in my.
Paint the lines on perfect eyes. That circle the object. Of my sincere affection. My undivided attention. . Lie where you won't see. Yourself in that way.
I see your eyes, x-ray my insides. You're screaming death to me, waiting for me to die. I see your eyes, x-ray my insides. The rock star autopsy, you need what used to be.
These are the words that tear you apart. And these are the words that take you away. And these are just words, they'll tear you apart. When no one here will say what needs to say.
You sure sold your soul for an ounce of attention. Gaining the world and demanding affection. Will you ever be pleased with your own skin?. Will you ever refuse what they're asking?.