De la noche del viernes,. al domingo por la tarde.. Fui enjaulado cual misto.. Sometido al amance.. . Por legales de oficio,. que mi aspecto al parecer..
De tanto esquivar soledad. ya no hay nada que me espante.. Todo lo que tuve una vez,. hoy es ayer.. Hoy es distante.. . De nada vale recordar. lo que fuera algn da..
Por nacer, en este suelo.. Hice un pacto yo con Dios. o tal vez fue con el diablo,. no lo s.. Slo recuerdo el mandato decidor,. de no callar lo que tanto se call..
Se va la vida, y el tiempo a perder. es una espina que intento quitarme.. Y as mi herida, cerrada tal vez,. me d la dicha de mil libertades.. . Desde temprano se puso a ladrar.
Looking for to-morrow. Before you find to-day. To be abused that way. . A sign of the times. Society to blame. You ask yourself the question. Was it self inflicted pain.
Captured by curiosity. Drawn to what you cannot see. For others have decided your fate. . Dare you look. Dare you try. Can you follow. A path of lies.
(Verse 1). Baby ball me up and shoot for three , if you make the shot say you'll come back for me.. When you cut me into little pieces, promise you'll put me back together again. Ohhh.
[I.] Hirtettyn hirsipuussa. Polttavassa auringossa. Siihen naula hakataan. Nahka naulan sakaraan. . Kipu repii hengen usvaan. Murheen tyhjn lopettaa tuskaan.
Not so much born. You were shit out. Dressed in schoolboy clothes. . Hair combed neatly. Shoes tied tightly. Fed shit for growth. You are what you eat.
Altered States of America in water cooler. Warfare with an unseen enemy. Heat flashes on the job, it's back to the water cooler. Drinking more and more at home tripping balls.
Rifle through your desk. from a hundred yards away,. camouflaged in pigeon shit,. high on the tower of brotherly love.. A hopeless romantic,. Cupid's arrow seeds itself in splintered.
You can talk to the police. You can talk to the press. You can talk to the politicians. I don't care, man. . What we're doing here is so bizarre. No one will ever believe you.
your hope collapsed like a burning orphanage under the. weight of their expectations it must seem routine for. you now snowing in their spit languishing in their.
Putrid cross of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of innocence. Been listening to your mourning, watching you falling. Deeper, farer, until your calling.
I killed the beasts on my fathers side. My dagger sled into the black hearts. Courage and power I felt, power killed the greed. Pride was my desire, fear I defeat.
Do you love me, I mean, really love me?. If you dont, I'll just have to kill you.. . Trading 19 years for 19 minutes (following the trends).. Clinging with empty fists your falling in it (this cycle never ends)..
A piece of living meat. Was the nicest gift I could ever give. He never thought he'd see. A second chance, a second chance to live. Take out the blown out valves.