Break down the walls. Tear them to pieces. Burn them to ashes. Leave them with scars. . Mine you have become. . No one can help you. And no one is safe.
In a church by the face. He talks about the people going under. Only child knows. . We're lost and crazy. We're lost, lost, crazy. . A man decides after seventy years.
Acting Tragically,. In An Inept Manner. Trying To Act Like. Something Really Mattered. When I Open My Eyes. It's All Gone. Overthrown By Your Children.
How could such potential go unrealized the natives. Speak in tongues and tangled truths while chanting diatribes. Somewhere deep down in the subconscious wrapped in riddles lies.
In That Dream I Recall. Pieces Of Prisons. I'm Escaping. In The Next Big Religion. I Do The Cross Thing. The Cross Thing. Which Ever Way The Wind Blows.
Faith in her hair Green in her eye. Breath of her air keeps birds in flight. . Wearing your flat foot is a curse. Racing her high heeled universe. . Sky as a pie shell bake for you.
Time flies. Time crawls. Like an insect. Up and down the walls. The light pours out of me. The light pours out of me. The conspiracy. Of silence ought.
Anything you need. I can't be anything you need. Anything you need. Anything you need. . Anything you need. I can't be anything. I can't be anything. I can't be anything you need.
Friday night here come the crowds. And we're swallowed whole but we breathe alone. In the here and now. All these voices melting down. I shut my eyes and I try to hide.
Teach him to be happy. Teach him some control. Teach him what his friends are. With your sunken eyes. And your pretty looks. Underneath a see through disguise.
Can I do the harm. I do The Harm You Do me. Trapped in the wrong. Survive this mess. . I've been searching for something. for so long. I don't know what I'm looking for.
The time is coming ripe. We are running fast. I see you coming closer. Closer to the mask. Come closer treat me softly. Where can the dreamer be?. How far we've come to know.
Should the world fail to fall apart. And lock off in a remote sky. Ideas can matter too much. Can't hear for lack of sleep. Breathing in the smoking ruins.
Wide eyed sleepers. death in motion. daylight creepers wearing all night pain. bleeding moments. spilling over. non-existing as they crawl out into a world that calls them real.
The girls won't touch me. Cos I've got a misdirection. Living at night isn't helping my complexion. The signs all saying it's a social infection. A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection.
Well you bled me out. just to leave me down. Weed through no way out. so much fun to be, around. . Feed your fall, somersault down. and king the crown.
I could use your gullibility. Distort the painful truth. Present a fear and laugh at you. Leave you lost unsure removed. The must I feel to put it right.
Come, walk with me. Through the world in ruin. Come, walk with me. See if you're amused. . Indivisible invincible. And we are not amused. Underneath it all invisible.
Here stands the canvas beauty at her door. Calling beneath the blockade floor. See him turn bedeviled and blacked. For the canvas beauty had locked him back.