When you speak your mind or swell. Then spit it in my face. I wish you weren't so beautiful. Your eyes, they never cease to follow me. . But I'm desperate, it's different than.
when you're young. life moves so fast (wo-oh-oh). like a flash before your eyes. it never lasts (wo-oh-oh). friends you think. they'll be there tomorrow (wo-oh-oh).
There are secrets that we've been keeping, on fire in our eyes. going out.. . Into the distance, I hear them coming with their torches lit. I know they'll have my head..
murder violence death and rape. every day, there's no escape. there's no hope or so it seems. when i put the news on the tv screen. it's 2003 and we haven't learned.
There's blood on my hands. And there's blood on the ground. And we're dying just to see. Who the next victim of our disaster will. . If only you would just accept him.
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Boy In A Bubble. There's No Way Out. You Can't Hear Me Scream. And Can't Hear Me Shout. I Need A Sharp Object,. So That I Can Break Free. I've Gotta Get Out So That I Can Be Me..
I don't really understand. Why I'm feeling so disappointed with the images inside my head. They enter so undetected. But I'd never hurt a single soul.
i saw you give that look to me. my eyes were blind, my hands we're tied. but now i fucking see. you're talking shit with all your friends. sick of your lies, you i despise.
I've been thinking about something in our past.. Words you said that were forgot.. I don't want to be a dime or a dozen child.. A mother's love should not be lost, instead of storming out the door..
Meet me at the shore or should it be half way. I've got a feeling I'll wake the dead tonight. And they're headed right this way. . I'll write it on the walls.
In this life that we ride my feet are just too far away. For us to embrace the days. We can pull the shades back now and burn up. Just let go. . Burn a bridge, bury the ashes.
Have you been waiting for death?. Because you'll dine out way before you die out. It doesn't get any better than walking like a ghost. Unaware of the mirrors that hide our inner host.
Wait near the fire, take another breath. Let the beat get a little higher. Wait near the fire, take another breath. Just take another breath. . Oh, you're so cool, it makes me sick.
Footsteps marching and the soft angel voices. Singing to the sound of hundreds and thousands of lives. All muted by a wave of the ocean's fury. . Footsteps marching and the soft angel voices.
The ties that bind our hands are on our necks. And we're strangling for our final breath. We pass the torch along to our kids. We're burning there minds but we can't touch their hearts.
I've been writing words that mean a bit of nothing. Just to sing it loud and cash in deeds for fame. I won't put a finger out the door. Until I've spilled my guts on paper.