...Perfectly destroyed - perfectly removed. Breathing living death - tasting what i choose. To never be the same - and never to ammend. The dying of a heart - and losing of a friend.
World of illusion (living a lie). Spiritual blindness (no sight from your eyes). Wisdom of ancients (disturbed from her sleep). Returning with vengeance (deceiving the weak).
BROKEN VICTIM OF DISASTER - AN AFFLICTION OF A BROKEN MIND. SCRAPE THE SOUL FOR SOMETHING USEFUL. WON'T LEAVE ME WITH TOO MUCH LEFT TO FIND. BROKEN VICTIM OF UN-PASSION - BROKEN SYSTEM OF A BROKEN MIND.
Humanity relentless cycle history repeats itself. We've come so far but not as near. To changing what we really are. . [Technological disguise] [Hide behind electric eyes].
Economy declines worldwide regression. Throwing within never to recover. Stock market crash broker ends the fall. From the nineteenth floor. . Trade wars national debt.
Look deep into your eyes behold the burning flame. Sever unwanted ties within yourself detained. Emotional control revealing inner strength. Intensify.
Regression affliction. Damaging myself again. Perfection impervious. Desolate within. . Foundation shift. Self inflict. . Regression remission. Challenging my own reclaim.
The cold of winter now resides where fires once burned bright. Unseen forces waging war for possession of your sight. Allowing walls to crumble leaving armor to decay.
MANIPULATE MY THINKING AS YOU HELP ME SPEAK MY MIND. AND YOU MAKE DECISIONS AS YOUR VISION ONLY HELPS TO KEEP ME BLIND. TRAMPLED CLEANLY UNDERFOOT AS I'M TOLD TO STAY WHERE I AM PUT.
Manipulate my thinking as you help to speak my mind. And you make decisions as your vision only helps to keep me blind. Trampled cleanly underfoot while I'm told to stay where I am put.
Oh. Come to me baby, I got something to say. I've been changing your direction every step of the way. I bring you motion and I bring desire. And I bring the potion to set you on fire.
I can't give you more than what I've got. I can't expect to give what I have not. I-I-I can only give ya lovin' 'till the sun goes down. And, until the leaves of summer turn to shades of brown.
I ain't happy but, I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine, in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long. The future is coming on. . I am happy, I'm feeling glad.
Is that a wind or a bug?. Is that a wind or a bug?. . Is that a wind or a bug?. Is a windora bug. Is that a wind or a bug?. Is a windora bug. Is that a wind or a bug?.
Here waiting at the table. As soon as you are able. Put it in your pocket. . Please keep it in a locket. Beautiful and nameless. Waiting for a label. .
As we spin in circles. Walking a straight line. As we spin in circles. Walking a straight line. . As we spin in circles. Walking a straight line. As we spin in circles.
Another letter to remind me. Walking circles on the phone. While this distant fog surrounds me. I let it settle on the ground. . Whenever you find it.
Roses float across the water. And the ice is slowly melting next to you. In our hideout down by the boathouse. Lonely days are through. . 'Cause when you walked into that room.
Black water and a feast in the summer,. Slow dancing with the trees all around.. I'm spinning in the breeze with my Mary-Ann,. I'd like to see her when the sun goes down..