Sailing on the ocean stewed. Feel asleep while steering... Kaptain Krude!. Had a bit too much of the brew. There is a rock approaching... Kaptain Krude!.
lips of a lover. where an endless source of milk and honey flow. mind for the people. before a word is spoken all my needs are known. he's just a regular guy tells the occasional lie.
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Life just threw a left hook to my chin and knocked me down.. Tried to get back up but sorrow pushed me to the ground.. But I say.... . It's not over..
More and more you're lookin' in. Play the game and never win. More and more I push inside. The negative and let it slide away. . All the pain I fear in life.
What a good boy I've been, a humanitarian. Done what's right in my own eye. With just a little compromise. . Every good boy does fine. Does his best for all mankind.
Safe inside my mother's womb. A lonely boy in a lonely room. Raindrops hit on window glass. Looking out as people pass. . I remember the past and how much it can hurt.
You can call me dangerous, superstitious, passe', what you wish. You can take my freedom, education, pride, love & honor. . Cuz I'm through with the war you're fightin'.
This is just a hypothetical story. Of someone, let's just say it's me. I'd gain acceptance for my murderous ways. By stalking a defenseless prey. . If I were a killer.
A cloak of mystery, a beating heart. He prays for sympathy, they do their part. . Can't you see it's not amusing anymore. We're not amused by all the blood upon your floor.
don't want the rap that yer layin'. Don't give me no abuse. I don't want no motormouth jivin'. Another lame excuse. I don't want my head to keep sayin'.
Given the chance to run in the race. The battle is on to win, show or place. Am I the one expected to be. Everything you want of me. . My heart is fading in the time that it takes to blink.
A prophet on a rooftop lifting up his holy hands. Shouting to the ground below. People running here, people running scared. Hiding in the shadow. . Turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear.
the rumors of your demise (oh my! oh yes!). exaggerated at best (who knows? i guess). and from what i surmise (oh my! oh yes!). you've changed the world more or less.
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away. the future knocked on my door and i was watchin' tv. the future knocked on my door but i was afraid.
Calling zealots of the inane. Dwelling on microcosmic lane. Outside the cosmic play unfolds. Indifferent to the truth that you hold. . Screamin' in the streets with fists held high.
Take a trip, step outside of this fishbowl life. Voice recalls, ceramic youth in pots of broken truth. . I feel the rage, comin' off of the stage. I feel the rage, comin' off of the page.
The dark hand will call you out of nowhere it seems. The black cloud will bust apart shattering your dreams. They all put up barricades blank you out at first.
It's not me messin' with your life. Givin' you the trouble and strife.. Blame it on my evil twin.... . Cheatin' at the game. Not responsible for your pain..
Snowy cold December. Weather never worse. Last time that I saw him. Last time we conversed. I struggle to remember. Slumping silhouette. Never standing taller.