Lovely body twisted into code.. Sayign something profound I'm sure.. She went off like a living firework.. Trauma is sexy..
As simple minded as it seems. There is only one place for me to be. And its right here on my knees. Seeking Your face, Your embrace. Something that I've never felt before.
My eyes have changed color. Some sick yellow that I've never seen. That I've never seen. . My stomach is knotted with hunger. For the taste of her sex obscene.
It's been far too long, we've known all along. This was going on, can't seem to respond to anything. So we carry on with our lives, we rewind. We can't find, we deny.
Tonight your decadence demands a sacrifice. But attrition never slowed you before. Stepping on faces, tripping over limbs. Fighting the machine gun's attention.
I can feel your tenderness. I can feel your love. The only thing I ask from is from you is. Give it up sometimes and feel the love. All I wan to do is get you in the right mood tonight.
I'm gonna keep on holding on. . Times are changing, rearranging. All the raging over little things has got me all confused. And I don't why, but it seems I caught the big lie.
We will rise against. Even though we don't know where we should begin. Even though we can't see around the bend. Oh, we know that we will rise against.
I wanna be a transparency. Live my life so that you can see Elohim. No longer see a little boy in his teens. Getting by tryin' to fit in like an OG. .
Oh, that's it, that's the last straw. You've tried so many times and I haven't declared war. I'm sick of your foolish attack, devil. Step back I'm on a one way track, devil.
Its one way, cheap ticket. Wrong lane, head on collision. And its getting late the time's tickin'. Don't wait for your position. . At the red light. There's no stoppin.
Well, here's a little story I got to tell. About my Father up in Heaven whom you know so well. But let me start off by settin' the record straight from the years past.
It's pressure, the pleasures measure. The pressure is overbearing. Is it me myself that's caring. For every double-minded joy. . And I admit that when I submit to you.
It's pressure the pleasures measure. Pressure is overbearing. Is it me, myself that's caring?. For every double minded joy. And I admit that when I submit to You.
I don't wanna live like this no more. Take me to the place we were before. Now I feel like running away. Did I really need you to stay?. I can't live like this inside my mind.
It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of the shadow of death. Stand beside one another 'cause it ain't over yet. I'd be willing to bet that if we don't back down.
I was 18 years old on a saturday night. With the keys in my hand, and a girl that I like.. I left my hometown with a nothing to loose. A man on the run, chasing everything new..
Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation. Chokes me like a mouthful of spiders. Crawling in or out, I don't know. But I kneel to the Gods of nausea. . In moments of reflection upon.
You've been looking all your life. To find a place to hide. To cover up the hurt. And the sorrow in your cry. . All the choices that we make. And the chances that we take.
Consumed by reputation. It's what they say that gets you down. You find new motivation. Inside this new love that you've found. . It's now your navigation.