You hear the whisper calling You hear the whisper calling You hear the whisper calling You hear the whisper calling Every comb of hair The times you
I've been noticing some changes It's not so hard Took a long time to get here We came from so far And if I had it all to do again I wouldn't change a
I can never feel the way you do But it still becomes me now I can't take the way you do But it's still inside me Synthetic solution Synthetic, I'll become
It goes beneath what I've done It's bigger than the helplessness I felt It comes around without a face And redefines my subconscious again I can't be
Your disease is a fucking waste of time Turn it on when it fits your need Never mattered that I couldn't feel a thing Anything that you meant was forgot
It starts to tear me down destroyed by what I create It left the nerve exposed Feels like a lost 'cause Frustration's all I have left it's what reduced
Trying to understand, someone like you can sleep at night Or are you too busy playing God to fuckers that are chewing on your lies Another loser born?
If you said that you could kill the things inside me You're just a liar, everything inside me is dead Nice of you to think that I could ever be that But
My frustration caused the callous Turned my senses into spite My perception with no conscience Made the fear seem almost right I was unaffected for so
I don't have what you need You don't know but I still see The situation brings me down See wasted days inside me No changing ways becoming Falling away
Dismiss your true state of mind 'Cause it's too hard to be Convince yourself it's a lie The guilt you do achieve Failure disguised your choice You need
I spend my time Letting these hopeless thoughts run my life Force me to hide Just create a truth to all your lies I will never be the same So just leave
How Am I Supposed To Think? Can I Feel? My Hands Are Numb, My Feet Oh No My Dick Is Dumb Elevation, Elevation, Elevation And The Rain Came Down Plucked
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images and when we kiss They're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God
With every new day it makes me crumble up further the grating I'm losing myself dreaming of you and dreaming of you and dreaming of the last time I saw
Oh the lights here are beautiful Strung like chandeliers in the rain But, in the face of my past misdemeanours I can't go there again.... So come
Well, we dig, dig, dig Well, we dig in our mine the whole day through Dig, dig, dig, that is what we like to do And it ain't no trick to get rich quick
Mishka-Higher Heights People! The power! Is in your hands! To chase our corruption To heal this Beautiful land Jah Beautiful Land Oh Yeaaa Yeaaa People