I've seen the way you look at me I've seen you waiting patiently I'm fine... well, i lied If what we are is feeling low I'd fear this if i had a soul
he makes up your mind that that's what you should do 'cause all the while you've been using you Yes, all the while you're abusing you... He hurts you
If I'd've known it is the only time I would see your face Then we'd celebrate When I'm alone living is only time Till I see your face Though it's not
Once there was an old ocean Where anyone who saw it Grew old with the sea So we were terrified of water And of all the sons and daughters No one dared
the children will sing a song in the streets it sounds like the 23rd psalm to the music of 21 guns the flowers are dead in a vase by the bed the place
All depending on the future of a conflict Your open-minded muscles never wanted anyone who would deliver such a blow into the system, Part of you thinks
If I don't get outta here I'm gonna kill someone I got a single fear I think someone will come Just to put me away, Into a cage, Where I never would see
if you take this This day that i've made and You make it where i shouldn't be strong I would have murdered for it I'll put words to it when it hurts a
On the sunny day that I wake And hope that I'll get better tomorrow Maintained by the reasonable thing that I wish Underneath my eyelids So much hate
would I.... Hurt you? Can you feel something? Like when I hurt you? Can I feel something? When I hurt you, I hurt, I hurt, I hurt, I hurt.
She takes these pills, And she moves along She takes these pills, And its better It really doesn't matter to me To live in your life and your own routine
Lie to me say you were wrong Like you have too many times And I'll believe it's not my fault Like i have too much time So hear me now boy Stay alive '
Sweet Delilah, come inside And won't you mend my broken bones The more that I get tossed aside The more i beg you not to go I'm building up a wall And
Mother is busy, she won't even miss me And so busy praying she won't see me waiting I hate all your reasons they just point to Jesus You can't be awakened
A Ten Ton Brick is making me sick Breaking my bones with the weight of it Weight would grow with each new soul Buried fine lies make big black holes
Theres a place where we people dance While holding hands To light of the moon......... They sing to me tunes... I'm not ugly And loved ones that die still
If only, I was not a clown. You're no good; they say to me I'll show them that I'm not aroused. But you're no good, if you're not proud And put your feet
Oh, you love to hear her moan And when you come around And hope that she is alone 'Cause the weather makes the sound Its alright she says... Come inside