(verse 1). red light, blue light someone's gonna die tonight. there is tension in the air, people dying everywhere. suddenly you're surrounded by the ones thet you avoid.
Pacing room to room inside. It seems that you can't face the pace of daily life. Thinking out loud with no crowd to mind. Four walls are all in which confide.
hearing sounds at your front door. do they think you don't watch out anymore?. will they come and take what's yours?. all the houses look the same. and do they even know your name?.
I'm kissing your million dollar grin. You're knocking and I'm gonna let you in. I'm basking in charisma when your gesture commands. I'm shaking your over-shaken hand.
I hear an echo ringing through the corridor. somewhere a fire burns while rain begins to pour. did somebody slip up, did someone hit the floor?. they say it's too late now.
your bible is nothing more than fiction. priests are practicing crucifixion. there's something i will say to you. those fucking stories are still not true.
Raced for months in circles don't know where to go. So nauseus nobody's near me, antisocial. Ahead I catch my breat and again im behind. It somehow works itself out in the back of my mind.
last Seems like so many nights. Get your bust while dusk kills the light. Go ahead and swill two in the back. Looking down on a Cadillac. Catch the headliners first note.
buzzing blaring through my skull. the sun is up but i can't tell. sneak the covers down my nose. eyes are sore gotta keep 'em closed. call in, no i've gotta go.
Ten of two on L.S.D. Eyes are peeled till no tick short of three. My lips whisprer to the cross in hand. Are there no ears listening. cold drafts slip past the pane cracks.
I don't really care if you call me a fag. I've known fags who are better men than you. And I know you're not measured by what you're called. You're measured by what you do.
filthy, fucking landlords, apartments up for rent. cheating, lying, swindling tenants of their every cent. paying them for housing, you need somewhere to sleep.
You'll listen if I shout. Who cares what it's about?. Another thing that I don't need. Your bible's my record sleeve. I'm in your ear, then out your mouth.
जादै छु पल्टनमा. नरुनु आमा बसी दईलोमा. आउने छु फर्केर. तिमीलाई आमा सम्झिएर. . नझार आशु आमा तिमी. मन बुझाउनु तस्बिर हेरी. आउनेछु चाडैनै फर्केर. नरुनु आमा तिमी धर्केर.
hungry from the pain nothing in your brain. alive again from the acid rain. crawl out of the sewer drain. we're animated skeletons. it's everyday life that keeps us zombified.
no open arms just an open mouth. i guess im supposed to prove myself. you've been here and there and i don't care. but with any response i draw a stare.
no one's a gas like the living dead. set to mate their own brain and lead. pull you past your breaking point. smile's sinister, hear their creaking joints.