By popular demand you fall to waste again. Brought to the execution by a friend. The guilt is wearing down the defense. And gearing up your same old reasons.
J talking). "and they wanted to know if I would trade 10 Juggalos for a hundred mainstream fans and I said I wouldn't trade 10 juggalos. for a hundred thousand mainstream fans,.
There's something every day that keeps on pulling at me. Mental pictures of a firing line. You put me in that place with no one there to get me out. Missing chances just to speak my mind.
Only with you I want to stay. Flying across (the) space away. I am feeling like a real king. And beneath us is everything. I haven't treasures nor estates.
Can you live without a one red cent?. Can a little true heart really pay the rent? No. It'll take a lot of give to get. All the money you've spent it's a game of pressure, so.
I know tomorrow is a maybe. Doesn't seem so guaranteed. It seems for once we're finally happy. And blessed with everything we need. . So take the highway west again.
[Chorus]. Faustus. The time has come for you. And here's your sentence. That is your fate and. It's no use repentance. You must pay with your soul, Faustus.
Like a postcard picture fading out to desert winter. Once an ocean now it leaves me dry. Clouds are separating tear apart this life I'm living. I'm gravitated to this brand new light.
During each cycle of life on this very planet. You have a begining, and you have an ending. As each cycle occurs. The souls living are forced to make a decision.
[Shaggy 2 Dope]. We in bloom, many thoughts rearranging. pollen's everywhere, that's the reason that we're changing. Flourish in the rise of the new times.
I've been living it my way, I've been living it for myself. It's the things that you don't say about the way that I know you've felt. Everything right in my eyes, two are one and as a whole.
Who in the night. With wet sight. Doesn't think that it's rougher. His hard life. I mean strife. Load that we suffer?. . Life. Divine blow. Life. More than we know.
Once upon a time I knew everything. When I stop to think back on everything. It all runs away like a memory. Once there was a picture of a happy place.
Among the Celts lived a priesthood in ancient times. When the Romans practised justice with despite.. The people asked its riddling members for their advice.
[Monoxide Child:]. Now that I'm dead and gone. Look at me. I'm floating like the breeze. With my roots strong like trees. I'm filtered in your memories.
Hold on, I can't feel you. It's been too long for any rescue. Is it lost, or just too hard to find?. . Cut the cord, fade to black. It's better left behind.
In the silence of the darkness. Close your eyes and you think. That the magic died long ago. And all grayness was grown. You will see it there. Dancing in the light.
Follow the raven to the edge of belief. Leave the thoughts of paradise in the seclusion of the mind.. Past and life so far behind. The walls that pass our way to mystery..