The stolen glances, the moments in between the actions. The dice are rolled, the skeleton sit by the fork in the road. The paths that twist and turn, the journey goes on.
Wake up, look me in the eyes again. I need to feel your hand upon my face. Words can be like knives, they can cut you open. And the silence surrounds you and haunts you.
Wake up, look me in the eyes again. I need to feel your hand upon my face. Words can be like knives, they can cut you open. And the silence surrounds you and haunts you.
Verse 1:. Deep in a bunker underground,. There is a voice that makes no sound.. Invisible wars It's always home,. Silently stirred by a howling storm..
Your body, your soul. Feel the rhythm. Take control. The music guides you into this room. So keep on moving, you're ready to go. . Come on baby I want to party.
(Quiet). Ticking away-ay-ay. . Please, can someone scratch this crazy itch of mine,. I've had enough of this double life I've been trying to hide,. It's splits in the middle,.
What's all this about a switch-up?. You're gonna instigate a change in heart,. It's not a case of a real quick fix-up,. But it's an intricate and subtle art,.
They say I've got problems,. But who are they to say so,. I think my problems,. Are just things that they can't label,. . They don't know what they're looking for,.
We've fallen through all the cracks,. And now we've fallen too far and we can't come back,. It's, all gone, and time to move on,. If just to make things right,.
Yeah well I'm tired of relying on time,. If I want it built, I'm going to have to build it with my own two hands,. We've been blazing through the ages in style,.
(Quiet). Loose it, I loose it, I loose it, I loose it, I loose it, I loose it all night,. . [Chorus]. Okay, it's a disaster, it's a disaster,. We're falling away,.
[Intro]. (If we're doing it all the same,. Then we'll end up the same way,. And we'll fall flat footed on our face again). . Me and reality, we don't really get along..
Can I take it?. That you don't need my help,. And I am finally absolved of value.. I can face it, but I don't need anyone else,. Nobody does it like you do..
Well I'm trying not to be closed,. Without leaving myself open.. It's like everything I've known,. Has been intentionally broken.. . And it truly feels like the summer's arrived again..
She's gone, but not for long.. She made her choices, and they were wrong.. So struggle, all you want,. 'Cause they won't hear you, they don't care.. .
There is a big tree in my garden. A big tree in my garden. In the winter he protect me from the snow. In the summer he get to me some shadow. In the spring he give to me some sweet fruits.
Can you feel the bass line from the speaker box?. from the speaker box?. from the speaker box?.
Born in April 1983. Still good, and they'll see. Grew in the big mill downtown neighborhood. (Who'd was this? In a good mood). . The first time I went on the stage.
I will tell you a story. about the Patrol up the High Stand's. the three Musketeerz. come from the west of France. one rainy day when I was 15 years old in my room.
Yes. Yes. Gambling Johnny, It's a dangerous vice. Gambling Johnny, It's a dangerous vice. . Walking in the street tenner in his hand. Mister Johnny got to bet.