Can't you see, you're not free. you ain't never gonna be. I'm not gonna bend to fit society. I'm not gonna remove what's deep inside of me. money's your god its got no hold on me.
Close your eyes and shut your mouth. Because it's all the same and it won't change with you or without. They've got your number and that's all you are.
My fingers are white like whispers. and the lips that consume them are flames. for lack of better things to set on fire.. . My knees are red like rumors.
We haven't talked in a while.. I stare out the window, mile after mile.. You said I live in denial.... . Well so what if I cry like a child?. I still melt in the wake of your smile,.
Welcome to the last time. That You can buy my answer. With less than a question. I would sell the hands off my wrists. If they weren't so preoccupied.
Her body is a torture weapon in disguise. From my view. She knows that she's a liar. Said she'd never give into desire. . Darling, I am on fire. Don't you let me go, let me go, let me go.
Sinking into myself. I think that you play. No, don't dulcify me. Never known hasty pain. There was a burnin' twilight in your glance. There was a shy and womanlike excitation.
It is the 6th century. This is where it all began. My tired body has passed away, but my once-tortured spirit is finally free now.. My name is ... Ayreon..
Gotta write a classic. Gotta write it in an attic. Baby, i'm an addict now. An addict for your love. I was a street boy. And you were my best toy. I found it easy to annoy you.
Walking down the street, do you stare at your feet. And never do you let your eyes meet the freaks. The deadbeat addicts, social fanatics. They're a dime a dozen and they carry guns.
Came to a point, do I laugh or cry?. Came to a point, do I quit or do I try?. I called out, do you even exist?. Why do you ask, came a voice from the missed.
I'm not accepted by my peers so what. I could care less about the queers they're fucked. The chicks are hot and full of cheers pleasers. They say no so I jerk white tears teasers.
California sun. Shining through the window. Beating up and down. Like a yellow yo-yo. It's just the sun. . California. California. . Annie's got a gun.
Calling calling all the world. Why do you have to be this way. Calling calling all the world. Why do you have to be afraid. I know things are bad. We can make them good.
Talking about you. Down at Gino's. He said he'd seen you. Fooling around with John. Well what do you think. That you're doing with that loser. He's never one for hanging around too long.
Hey, hey. I want a Chinese takeaway. Hey, hey. . Went to the fish shop. Went to the chip shop. Went to the burger shop. Didn't have a long stop. . Hey, hey.
Here we go again. Happy as can be. Same old silly games. Same old repartee. It's a hard old life. It's a sad old place. So why not put a smile back on your face.