We signed up in San Antone, my brother Paul and me. To fight with Ben McCulloch and the Texas infantry. Well the poster said we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week.
chorus. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. . A long time ago before the ice and the snow. There were giants that walked this land.
One of these days when my minds made up. And I'm sick and tired of hangin' around. I'll be on my way in a cloud of dust. On the road to another town. Once upon a time I loved this house.
Everybody call her angel. She's no stranger to the devil I know. His mark is on her body. His fire's burnin' in her soul. . When we're makin' love. He's laughin' at us down below.
Look at ya. Yeah, take a look in the mirror now tell me what you see. Another satisfied customer in the front of the line for the American dream. I remember when we was both out on the boulevard.
YELLOW EYES. THERES NO LIGHTS IN MY MIND FLICKERING FOR YOU. NO BIG CANDLES BURNING BRIGHT. AND NO UNCOMFORTABLE PEWS. SOME PEOPLE WASTE THEIR WHOLE LIVES.
I guess I don't get out too much. If that wasn't enough I hear all these voices. Always tellin' me that I'm bad. But it's all in my head - like all those scary noises..
Found out that someone has broken his arms,. Fell down and tore up the strings on his harp. When he fell from Venus to us,. . He landed in our reprobate arms and he's deceiving,.
SOULLESS YOUTH. WHEN ALL THAT IS WRONG. HAS ALWAYS SEEMED RIGHT. THE LIGHT OF YOUR DAYS. THE DARK OF YOUR NIGHTS. ................ AND YOU'VE ALWAYS SEEMED LOST.
Man watching city fall. The clock keeps on ticking. He doesn't know why. He's just cattle for slaughter. . The requiem. The requiem. The requiem. . When the meaningful words.
My hands feel funny, I can't seem to think. The voice inside my head tells me to flinch who I see. I flip my.... Don't think I have a problem,. I just think I like to feel.
OPAQUE. TOO SLIGH. IN YOUR WAYS. YOU SAID YOU NEVER DID NOTHING. BUT I'LL DEBATE. IN YOUR EYES. ON YOUR FACE. WE WERE WAITING ON SOMETHING, OUT OF PLACE.
NERVE ENDINGS. THERES NO REASON, NO SENSE, NO MEANING. BEHIND MY AWKWARD SMILE. I'M NERVOUS AND. I'M NERVOUS AND I'M TIRED. WITH COLD SHIVERS, EMBARRASSED, OF FEELINGS.
You think I'm retrospective. Of someone you used to know. I think it's indecision. That leaves us a long way to go. But you say.... It's not that way....
HOLLOW VISIONS. VERSE. ALL THE THOUGHTS THAT LIVE INSIDE KEEP GROWING. THERES NO NIGHTMARES, ALL DREAMS, ALL DREAMS. YOUR FUTURES SOUGHT, CAUGHT. WHAT YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED WHAT YOU NEED.
FOOTSTEPS. SPEAK NOTHING BUT LIES. STEAL, BORROW AND BEG. STALE COPYCAT LIVES. STILL LIVING OFF DREGS. A SMALL COUNTERFEIT MIND. SEES NOTHING IN DEPTH.
VERSE 1. FIND OPEN PORES. EATING UP DIRT, GATHERING GLEET. SLOWLY THEY'LL ROT, SLOWLY THEY'LL WEEP. TRAP ALL THE THE NERVES. ENSURE ITS CURSED AS IT SECRETES.
POSSESSIONS PAWNED. PRICKLES OF THORNS. PLUCKED OPEN PAINS. FALSE AND FORSWORN. FORGETTING ALL. FOR WHAT YOU TAKE.. DRAINED AND DEBAUCHED. EXHAUSTED WORN.
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