Thousands of years have passed. Still we do not know. O tell me, please, tell me. what lies beyond our comprehension. We are nothing but autumn leaves.
Everything about the world is sex. And it's a message of popular culture. Telling all our children how to do it right. And all through their innocence you may ask yourself why?.
Stop that horse. He wears my shirt. Regret remorse. Oh how they hurt. Yesterday I rewired the place. The physical description fits. The broken home I left behind.
Received a package with a bestial grunt. Between two flattened streets patrolled. By the thoughts. . Although my lips they moved your voice. With Teutonic freeze into the deep.
Sign up for a lecture with a man in a trance. You'll see the saints are all a step below the masters. Listen and believe what you're gonna receive. And maybe you'll avoid the next disaster.
I see the light. You'll never reach. It turns my mind. Until the day I die. . These are the days of my life. Join me, the dead shall arise. . I perished alone.
You had somethin' to hide. Should have hidden it, shouldn't you. And now you're not satisfied. With what you're being put through. . It's just time to pay the price.
In a land where they all dream. They can't take you how you seem. Following a biscuit to its empire. A fatal breath stopped the horse. The creeping flesh regret remorse.
Summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath. Where the ground is made of stars and everything unclean. Your opaline is everything I see. Your opaline brings me to my knees.
I hate you, I hate you. I hate you so much right now. I hate, I hate you. I hate you so much right now. . I hate, I hate you. I hate you, I hate so much.
How many times has this gone on?. Call 'cause it's just been too long. Say it's good to hear it's going fine. Check that you're still featured in my mind.
Stop that horse. He wears my shirt. Regret remorse. Oh, how they hurt. . Yesterday I rewired the peace. The physical description fits. . The broken home I left behind.
When you close your eyes. Do you like what you see inside your mind?. And do you like to dream about the stars above. Once in a while?. . Dont go to the other side.
Don't go on. looking for the love. in the illusion of it all. the answers in the dream. cause I have been through mire and confusion. I am free. as far as I can see.
I was late and I missed the. First path of my own play. But I'll thought I'll stay. And try to find out. . What it was about with those. Things I did not get so far.
Let it out let me pull the shades. mix it up make it lemonade. I've no intention of living this way. No intention of living. Moisture. Moisture. . A thousand miles across the sand.
A nightmare tortures my brain. Thousands die for a wrong ideology. Your thoughts remain the same. That's the end of humanity. The nuclear solution. Is dropped on your head.
I come home late at night. On the floor to turn you on. I check for tint and Technicolor. 'Cause after you there is no other. . Your brown hair is my connection.