When our time is up When our lives are done Will we say we've had our fun? Will we make our mark this time? Will we always say we tried? Standing on
i never wondered i never bothered i never cared what i wanted to be about i have more truth than lies to me (always wonder how to walk away) show me and
Here's one of time passed of a flight and a crash, over and again, In Boulder and San Francisco, a halfway house pack home Back out of his head. Out searching
under the hood Into the night like a haunted soul. But the weight on his shoulder, Was so heavy, heavy, heavy, And all he could do, He would do To stay above the water
There's a fire forming not too far from here. Out on the east coast maybe it resides in you my dear. We're worn out on all courtesy We've made our curtain
There's a hope in my head that's been cut and bled dry as your bloodshot eyes. And there's smoke in the air and it's soon to clear revealing our demise
I was back and forth From armed to desperate, Lost to fully aware. How was your weekend? You get your time alone? It used to sound so peaceful, Now it
I got the skys to remind me. I've watched the clocks go round. I want myself through somedays that put me where I am in another time, in another place
Where did it begin? The skip in time, or the spark of sin. Where corrupted minds were let to stand with a head and tongue intact. All I ask is how we
we can waste we can come and go we can act like we don't know about suffering and pain we can live our lives in shame for never helping anyone we know
Act One, a girl walks on to screen An attention driven whore, a mindless fiend She cries for days and weeks But nowons attention she seems to keep Shes
when the day stops do you still believe you were right on and rising when you let your hate endure more prominent than your love or your trust you let
to shed skin and begin an intake that will make a difference in clear thinking for conquering any fear that is thrown in direction when at a weak point
can you sing me a song about digging oh i can sing while i'm breaking my back can you tell me how you get out of hell one limb at a tome can you take
You came to me like a dream The kind that always leaves Just as the best part starts It ends so abruptly And leaves you stunned and naked In your bedroom
Suck me in and take control Oh mother, I'm alive, I am inside. [Repeat Chorus] Fresh blossom fruit, so full and ripe Oh throbbing appetite Hot silky
so what's wrong with this way besides the fact that it's not in the book you read you see i've found a way and it works at least for me so i can't look
been dragging for so long (do i care) trying to find my way (is this fair) full of mistakes i'll make again (should i wait) got my head up my ass find
