There's always struggle here. With senseless pain and murder. No mother's milk to sip. No innocence to nurture. . May God be cruel to you. May he rain his hell upon you.
Paint yourself a picture. Of what you wish you looked like. Maybe then they just might. Feel an ounce of your pain. . Come into focus. Step out of the shadows.
Rise!. Get yourselves together. Rise!. Stand up and live your life. Rise!. Get yourselves together. Rise!. Hands up, hands up high. . Hey. . Stand up to the devil slowly rising.
When I wake up to the sound of demons. They're always telling me that I'm no good. And all the angels keep scratching at my door. I'm doing what I can to fight this anger.
We're all alone in your house of panic. (It's just an ordinary thing). And all the things that you love make you manic. (But you can't take them to the grave).
[Verse 1]. She lights a candle, but she doesn't know why.. She wants to save me, but i'm barely alive.. My soul is thirsty. I just wanna get high.. Make her go away..
She was born at 6am on New Year's Day,. In an alley right at the heart of where the homeless children play,. And the truth is that we will never even know her name,.
I apologize. That your memory serves you more than I can now. You'll have to make sense of my life somehow. Yeah, somehow. . Well, I close my eyes. Remove each piece of armor one by one.
You've got your father messing with your head. You've got your mother wishing you were dead. You've got your sister sleeping with your friends. Sometimes you wonder if it's ever gonna end.
Can't quit until you try. Can't live until you die. Can't learn to tell the truth. Until you learn to lie. . Can't breathe until you choke. Gotta laugh when you're the joke.
You and I, never really gave a damn,. We spent our lives, running through the wastelands,. Pretty sure, we should of had another plan,. But we were young..
(spoken). . So were at the end and at the same time were at the beginning of this misadventure.. . Why I had to go down a dead end street at 200 miles an hour screaming for vengence, and.
Hey! Hey! Hey!. Hey! Hey! Hey!. . Hey you, so you hit another brick wall. Your beat down but your not behind the 8-Ball. Hey you, when you break it's not a reason to bleed.
Well this ain't no sideshow*. This is the great unknown. This is the poison we take. Yeah. Outside the velvet rope. Standing there all alone. Are the grotesque and ashamed.
(Spoken Word). . When I first placed my hands on these diaries. Scraps of paper, there were notes and scribbles and all kinds of shit. A lot of feelings came bubbling up, but mostly this one--.
It's your desire who to sing along. Do you run away or do you face it. . Because your desire cause you harm. Doesn't want the devil twist your arm. Do you run away or do you face it?.
I, I bit down on my tongue to see if I could feel. To see if I've been missing anything. And I, I crystallized my lungs to show you they were real. And waited for a sign that never came.
Get high (we are getting high on the music) on the music. Get it on like it's yesterday, yesterday. High (we are getting high on the music) on the music.
[Spoken]. When I think back on this life. I guess we were doing the best we could. And to look at us from the outside. I'm sure it seems somewhat romantic.
Hey, hey. Well, I'm a paralyzed soul. And I don't know where to go. Well, I should open my eyes. Yeah, I should open my eyes. . I'm a left out on the [Incomprehensible].