Shots ring out like a bell. As they're running away from the scene. The sweat leaking down to my pillow. Makes it so much harder and harder to sleep. .
Destiny hands of injustice delivered. . [Pre Chorus]. What has been received is not always as it seems. Standing and alone the light fades as he leaves.
Don't say goodbye. 'Cause I'm still right here. And don't you give up. My love for you. Is stronger than this. . I'm a tightrope walker. And a vagabond poet.
Life has passed us by. as though time was standing still. An endless era like the melting snow. Fifty years have gone by. but not a day will pass. To remind us of the pain.
The life you led had you in chains. Losing the touch. There's no controlling your mind. Forever grieving in your heart. The mysteries you hide contribute in losing the battle.
Through eyes filled with wonder I see a. world behind. The Ferris wheel of life that I am riding on. In search for its answer truth it seems to disappear.
The end is just the beginning of being lost then found. You find yourself wondering how it would be if you weren't around. Here I am. Here I stand. I've reached out my hand.
What is it that you see in me?. Do you expect me just to agree?. Well I can't, and I'm sorry. Nothing means anything to me. I can tell you who I am. But you just won't understand.
Your head will be rotting on a spike. I don't complain much but I might. Your life's on a loop just like before. You stuff your face and still want more.
He hides his thoughts buried so deep inside. In the very back of his mind. Everything he can't let others know and prays that no one finds. He has reasons for everything.
The seven signs are arising. From the depths of hell. The wrath of God awaiting. Yet twisted minds rebel. The heavens will all open. And death will fly free.
I got my camera, I'm gonna take your picture tonight, and you can see what you look like.. You got your camera, you're gonna take my picture tonight, and I can see what I look like too,.
Loose lips have sunken our ships. We don't need to be reminded of it. The bridges we walk on have been burned. Just another lesson learned. You cannot discredit me.
I've stood on a wire with no desire to ever go a certain way. Looked down on the world never tried to be heard. Real life just had to wait. When I tried working it just didn't seem to work out.
Did you hear as she called. As her voice came down the hall. How it trembled as soft as a little girl?. Towards the knock on the door. I watched you glide across the floor.
I see, look across the way there. Like flame, giving me the same stare. Eyes locked. Exhibits A and B. You draw a line. Cutting through the air and. Connect.
Don't care about my generation. Don't care if I stand or fall. Don't care about my reputation. I'm chasing aspirations I never saw. Well fuck you. So sick of culture sickness and all that I have witnessed.
I was thinking to myself. If you keep performing this act. You just might lose yourself. All of this just doesn't suit you. But you wear it with a smile.