Your life is nothing but a shadow of your lies, come on rip off your disguise and realize.. That you always have to push forward.. That you always gotta push forward..
I feel it enter my soul. Paranoid obsession won't let him leave home. 'Cause he's seen her face in the mirror, all tattered and torn. Glass bottom words won't leave her alone. 'Cause she's seen the angel that kills her. Can't see, don't know that the words are creation. Hell bent on destruction and lies. Fear's child sells him theory that hope is alive... This conflict lies in the back pocket of an unnamed angel. Still searching for the sign that completes the circle of it's life. Don't know what it finds will define it's life from the bottom of it's soul. Is your friend OK? Look like the lonely one who wants things to change. But things, they change to fast. Held in contempt of the righteous. He believes in serrated words. Left undisturbed will haunt him forever..
I didn't think that it would come to this,. I never thought what we had would end this way.. I gave and all you did was take from me, this was nothing but a game to you..
Hold tight this ride holds time. Knows you inside and out. Knows you're burning inside and you need him. She needs, and he knows why she's bleeding. So he goes back and forth again and again. Underneath the freeway. Alone his own king invincible. If the sound you hear screams spirit and the mind no longer know. If the sound you make is swollen then the mess just grows and grows. Bleed for a while, bleed for a while. Close your hands for a hundred miles. Can I savor one last sentiment. A closing comment is just a dancing regret. Soul bliss. This kid screamed while running down the ledge. Why not hide what you contrive, while kneeling by the bed? This wall bleeds that I lean on, It's everything for the condemned. Ten kids quit teeth, one kid goes deep..
And we've worked so hard over the years to get where we are.. Now there's no turning back so we'll keep on keepin' on.. Some said we wouldn't amount to anything,.
Motel surgery. blood spattered dreams. razor sharp implements and a bathtub of ice. . Keep walking backwards through life. so you can see what it is that you left behind.
Can you feel them?. Those hands around your throat. They're cold and they're trying to kill your soul. I know, I've been there. At the end of my rope.
Hold on to everything you have, before it slips through your hands.. Untold the story of the blood, shed to serve desires of greater man.. For all the time the gold refined, still we cry, consuming more, as we stay poor..
She don't know how it feels to flow through life. you see she knows what it is that they want her to be. she knows what they want her to be. so she tries religiously to become it.
Don't confuse taste for truth our blood still burns like fire.. Don't get caught up in the way we rock, it's just a ruse to get us close to you.. Don't be startled by the way we rock, we tear down walls, New York to Cedar Falls..
I had been awake for several days with time to think. it had been so long since I needed sleep to dream. another find day slip away no time to think. I need a drink.
The time had come to make the ultimate sacrifice, the bitter cup would not be removed.. Through betrayaland denial you never said a word.. As the flesh was ripped from your back, you never said a word..
Can't stop staring at the mirror. your confused gaze keeps perfect time. . You never let them hold you down. you jump up and take the crown. then proceed to hold it down.
You've only got one life to make sure you do it right.. No promises for the future no promises for tonight.. When you're gone there's no coming back,.
This man knows and I know what you need. Lies thrive in the vibe that you conceal. Rapture of this mind. Feel the strain this man, he has made a choice. Burn forever, pain his life. Now he must live to struggle. Burn this time, he'll fight tomorrow. Libertine hate machine. Bearer of forgotten dreams. Fear is no longer a factor as love drowns in the common denominator. Divided by the sun of it's parts. Equivalent to the hate that it breathes. This product near complexion he forgets his dreams. A thousand eyes lamenting..
Is it our convictions that separate us.. The Scene that we live for should liberate us.. The eyes that you stare with are sore and searing.. The words that you speak I'm no longer hearing..