Here is where the road divides. Here is where we realize. The sculpting of the father's great design. . Thru' time you've been a friend to me. But time is now the enemy.
You got something I like about you. You seem to be a lot like me. I've got ticket to adventure for two. Could be your golden opportunity.. The travel agent, she set up the itinerary,.
Blind soul lost in Chicago. She fell asleep under a bridge. Drowning out the sound of her sorrow. She's finding it hard to exist. . She keeps running into herself.
I watched you sit alone. I watched you cry your eyes out. Now tell me what you've done. . Is it so bad that. I would shut you out. And leave you here alone.
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I met her in Peoria. 250 lbs. of flabby harlot woman flesh. Is wobbling around the hotel room, farting. Mucus is dripping from her pig-hole nostrils into her mouth.
A bitter communion of wine and hatred. A little reunion of all thats sacred. The sweet sickly scant release. I'm drunken on this little piece. The pariah to the parable.
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Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window. Go back to sleep. . Lay your head down child. I won't let the boogeyman come. . Counting bodies like sheep.
We're different colors. And different creeds. And different people. Have different needs. It's obvious you hate me. Though I've done nothing wrong. I've never even met you.
As I walk on. Through this wicked world. Searching for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself. Is all hope lost. Is there only pain and hatred and misery.
"Dead as dead can be," my doctor tells me. But I just can't believe him, ever the optimistic one. I'm sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy.
Punch-drunk intoxification. There are jackals in power we feed on frustration. Sheer will you move it or lose it. There's power in numbers when we are gonna use it.
There's something you must understand. They have a final plan. To spread their rule across the land. We have to make a stand. They wanna fight losers unite.
Premeditated Murder. You can have Jesus. They can have bombs. In hindsight we speak out. You praise all your wrongs. Looking out windows. And running through halls.
Premeditated Murder. You can have Jesus. They can have bombs. In hindsight we speak out. You praise all your wrongs. Looking out windows. And running through halls.
Clear your mind. Hide your fear. Don't look around. Don't turn around. Pennywise is here. . Hold your feelings. Hide your fear. Don't look around. Don't turn around.
All the perfect people, shallow and deceitful. Staring back at me on TV in magazines. Look so good like a box of fresh wrapped twinkies. What the hell happened to me?.
Listen up everyone, there's something wrong. We got the answers in our sights now, but some how still we struggle along. Looking for solutions in a threatening sky.
Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty good. and I noticed from the corner how all alone she stood. Underneath the lamplight, an angel in disguise. Lonely little runaway with teardrops in her eyes.