Aim high as you look to the sky. And shoot for the stars. Playing darts in the dark. Lose control as you go for broke. Giving one for the money. And two for the show.
How long will you scream at the walls.... For someone to listen?. Surrender the right to resolve. Cause no one will listen. . Confusion sets in. With no beginning or end.
It's Russian roulette. With no luck. You can kiss it good-bye. There's no such thing as sympathy. When the disease is entering. At first glance your instinct says.
The sounds bounce around. The noise just drowns me out. To fast to focus. Nothing is showing any sign of slowing down. Dreams feed to me. In the form of a magazine.
One at a time. One in the same. One is the time. That remains. Snip back the weak. Before they give away. I'm twisted in knots from. Hard work and strain.
Shadows set the mood.. Innocence left the room.. And all I know to do is shed a tear for you.. . Oh oh. Oh oh. . [Chorus]. Please don't be ashamed, whether you win or lose..
In your eye's is the picture perfect.. In your eye's does the grass look greener.. Have you seen it though my eye's.. . The world has caught on fire from what I've been told..
[Verse 1]. Dreamscapes and Fantasies. Evolve into reality when passion is pursued. The passion turns professional and kills the mood. Finding symmetry, so hard to achieve.
The death of a king. Alluring lassos. Slide on so smooth. Tension made of razors. Dragging across you. The flushing of eyes. Couldn't cleanse your abrasions.
The walls are closing in around us. We hold our silence like a gun. Your stare is empty and a scene that keeps repeating. And I just bite my tongue. .
I'd rather sink then swim. Give up, give in, and let my demons win again.. My whole life I've tried to keep my head above water. And out of the clouds I'm face down on middle ground.
Appetites reach all time highs. No ones seems to care who dies. Prey on every little thing in sight. To kill or be killed state of mind. Anything to stay alive.
I set the mood that tingles in you. You've got the womb I love to intrude. Well disguise the blushing bride. Apple of my eye. Inviting virus you amuse, so make your move.
I spoke too soon, but you hung the moon. And don't even have a clue. Bright eyes stay tucked away. Deep inside your golden age safety suit. Your golden age safety suit of youth.
You're not alone. They're closer than you know. And now there's ghosts. In the machines we host. The reasons we find. Over and over we replay the ride.
Counting sheep's never reach. Sound asleep fantasies. Suck me dry. Insomnia. Settle in sedatives. Silence these sirens. I am uncomfortably numb. Requiems serenade.
You and I. Share the same reflection. Why don't. You see. That we cannot. Survive in this condition. If you're cut. I'll bleed. So go on. Carve into. Your own heart.
Hindered by innocence. The timid turn to prey. Swallowed in her smile. Unaware. Turning ears. Deaf to pain. Willing and weak. Are one in the same. Watch as your rapid.
Hindered by innocence. The timid turn to prey. Swallowed in her smile. Unaware. Turning ears deaf to pain. Willing and weak are one in the same. Watch as your rapid seasons start to change.
Styling your shroud. Infecting the crowd. Steady letting the fruit of her thrill. Fool you so well. . Fictitious styles of living. We've expected to work.