Breathe. Turning blue and I can't breathe. In the water underneath. And we're way too deep. To save ourselves. . Now that you don't know me. And I've been away too long.
Aloha, it's Honolulu Lulu from Hawaii. I saw you out the corner of my eye. And here I come. Blowing one too many pages of your paper over. Pulling on the sails of your catamaran.
All these days filled with gried and darker grays are consumed by me. And everything that I do just makes it darker. And I fall down. Face into the ground you see.
The weight of the world. Upon me, what do I seek?. The horror of what has become. The touch of your hand. . She was a precious lie. I always dreamed of.
We're all working in a hit. Factory. We're all working in a hit. Factory. We're all working in a hit. Factory. We're all working in a hit. Factory. We're all working in a hit factory.
The night returns... they'll be no mystery. As the pages keep folding in time. . To all those, to all those non-believers. Our path is lit for devastation.
How much longer will I be waiting for you?. I've been thinking of what I'm gonna do. Knew when I saw you the look on your face. Hardly had to ask you over to my place.
You breed, Like Rats. . Breeding. Stylized. Deformity. Don't look back. . Breeding. Fade out. Lies. Deformity. . Stylized. Deformity. Don't look back.
Equally distant. From the path I've chosen for myself,. And the alleyway that I must navigate my body through.. . As I watch you drain yourself. Of the life that you've been dealt;.
Don't have no penpal to write to. Don't have no Pentel to write with. Don't have no pencil to bite through. GROUP LIFE. Recording - Mono - 4 Track - 8 Track - 16 - 24.
Life, Our life. My life, Is expendable. What do you care. Life is money, Profit is life. Money is life, Profit is life. Life is death.
I live under a sky of angels. Bulletproof vest of all my dangers. I've been deceived by your flowers. Planted around me, sweet smell. Replaced all the, all the vapors.
I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. Not ready to fall. . No regrets, no dismay, nothing ventured and nothing gained. Never fear the storm of change, don't look back.
I spend the night with Radio Luxembourg. Pop music crackles me to sleep. I tune the dial to Radio Luxembourg. It's better than counting sheep. I wrote away to Radio Caroline.
When everything is gone and no one's left to carry on. Look through the ashes of what was to be. I wear the badge of the dispossessed and the label that I don't belong.
I find myself a child again. Asleep in Baby Lotion. The air was thick. With Scalextric. And the cars were in slow motion. Going up like an air bubble caught in a vein.
I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me. When I am subdued. Loud as day, I hear this voice call to me in distress. What to do, I feel the presence of another.
I can see you but I don't know what you're thinking. I can feel you but I don't know what you're feeling. You take me away when I look in you're eyes.
You don't know how to ease my pain. You don't know. You don't know how to ease my pain. . You don't know what the sound is, darlin'. It's the sound of my tears fallin'.
What am I supposed to do?. Now that everything's been said. I don't even stand a chance. Now I'm sinking. . Thought those words would set me free. But the chains remained attached.