I didn't go out today. I won't go out tomorrow. I'll just sit at home. and wallow in my sorrow. have you got some hope i can borrow. I used to think so big.
Shit!. . Rats in the hallways. Dressing in tune and. Handing out rules like it's some kind of fashion. No passion, in the way they live it's just a game to them.
Giant steps are what you take. Walking on the moon. I hope my legs don't break. Walking on the moon. We could walk forever. Walking on the moon. We could live together.
I say a-one, a-two, one two three four!. . Well you said to me that you'd be. There for me when no goes. It all went wrong (It all went wrong!). . Still got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday too.
I would die for peanut butter. Come on y'all!. . Go!. Are you ready?. Start the riot! Start the riot! Start the riot! Start the riot, now!. Fight! War! Fire! Violence! Death! Police! TV!.
such pretty packaging. we're all in the front row salivating. to watch the legless fucking. palms sweaty on the floor. push. push. i can't see myself.
there ain't nothing on this mother. they think we don't own it. they try so hard to make us forget, get. they think we don't own it. they try so hard to make us forget, get.
everything inside my house is broke. the stove don't work. my window is cracked. it's all fucked up. a hall of broken mirrors. path of broken glass. everything inside my house is black.
like some girl in a snuff video. with a chord around her neck. and her veins full of blow. she's dancing like she doesn't know. that she's hanging in the morgue with industrial.
(Snaps 8x). . Ya Got The Video 4x. . Ya Got The Video. But Ya Cant Handle It. . Ya Got The Video. Cause Its All The Same. . Ya Got The Video. So Take The Blame.
I.D.O.N.T.G.I.V.E.A.F.U.C.K.. . I want to go out dancing but they will not let me go. Throw my hands up in the air and stomp my feet upon the floor. but these obligations, obligations, weighing down on me.
i will bring you the truth. it's 1917 all over again. about a bloody revolution that's about to begin. i got my torch and pitch fork. got the day off work.
I read the signs. I know them like the back of my hand. I read your mind. It's really not easy to understand. . But the dark days are coming. The sun will go hide.
I'm scared to death. Of myself. . I can't feel anything. I can't feel anything. I have become the pain. I have become my own demons. . I'm tired of being a punk.
"I really wanna put you guys album on my label. I totally understand where you're coming from and I would never do anything to hurt your careers. We're gonna spend big money on you guys... big money.".
From the air I see your loneliness. You carry on despite your fear. Inside a box you keep your sanity. And it will never seem clear to me. . Over the hills the light it flows it shows the angels laughing.
A war against time, destined to lose. I'll just sit and watch TV. A magical force, hypnotic drool. I'll take in all that I can see. . I'm seeing chains, now hold me down.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. . Lonely all the world I see there's a ripple in your mind. Far beyond the grass I grasp the first thing that I find. Numbers march across the sky in a prisonary home.
You think I notice that you're standing there right next to me. Am I supposed to bow my head and thank you gratefully. You break my heart and turn around to get what still remains.
In violation of a thought a long, long time ago. Impressive reasons fill the caverns of my mind. No celebration for the people that I didn't know. Connected even though there's nothing left to find.