Little angel go away, come again some other day The devil has my ear today, I'll never hear a word you say He promised I would find a little solace
a mess, I don't wanna watch you Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die Medicated, drama queen Picture perfect
go I am surrendering To gravity and the unknown Catch me, heal me Lift me back up to the sun I choose to live I fell again, like a baby Unable to stand
drums I'll be the one to protect you from Your enemies and all your demons I'll be the one to protect you from A will to survive and a voice of reason
dressed in white She's got everything I need, some pills and a little cup She's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes She acts just like a nurse
' down (I'm more than just a little curious How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends) Your halo slippin' down (I'm more than just a little curious
here What that never Like a thought brushing up against a sigh Floating away Floating away Floating away Vanishing like a sigh and slowly Disappear
From dehumanization to arms, production for the benefit of the nation or it's destruction? Power is power the law of the land, those living for death
aftermath, she's turning blue Such a lovely color for you Call it aftermath, she's turning blue Such a perfect color for your eyes Call it aftermath, she's turning blue Such a
As I walk on This wicked world Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself Is all hope lost? Is there only pain and hatred, and
And so once again My dear Johnny my dear friend And so once again you are fighting us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I
Gimme gimme gimme gimme I need more I need more Gimme gimme gimme gimme Don't ask what for Don't ask what for Sitting here like a loaded gun Waiting
Let's have a war So you can go and die Let's have a war We can all use the money Let's have a war We need the space Let's have a war Clean out this place
I'm sure it exists (La la) It just takes a while To travel from your head to your fist I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me
way? Leanin' over you here Cold and catatonic I catch a brief reflection Of what you could and might have been It's your right and your ability To become my perfect
(Mother, mother) There's too many of you cryin' Brother, brother (Brother, brother) Far too many of you dyin' You know we've got to find a way To bring
One, two, three Four, five, six Seven, eight, nine Nine, nine, nine Ten Ten Ten ...
again in the land of the free Use your freedom of choice Freedom of choice In ancient Rome there was a pawn Who followed along and watched it fall He cast a
