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And she came to look for me Sold me name and innocence Took my key And told me to follow her down From igor with her bangles and her reference One from
', my time First and last and always Mine First and last and always Till the end of till the end of the time First and last and always Mine First and last
Watch them do The falling over Watch them do The standing still Nothing but the knife to live for One life, all I need Give me one good reason Give me
In a sea of faces, in a sea of doubt In this cruel place, your voice above the maelstrom In the wake of this ship of fools, I'm falling further down If
When it's passing strange And I'm waiting for the train Caught up on this line again And it's passing slowly Killing time but it's better Than living
It's just a feeling, I get sometimes A feeling, sometimes And I get frightened, just like you I get frightened too, but it's (No, no, no) No time for
spoken And I know the world is cold but if you hold on tight to what you Find you might not mind too much though Even this must pass away And memories may last
In the western sky My kingdom come So still, so dark all over Europe And I ride down the highway 101 By the side of the ocean headed for sunset For the
And in the summer when the clouds show through I might go the same way too If you and I could talk together Well what am I supposed to do with you And
Carrion child, prey for me Play your wild card See the house come down around your head Home to me, so much dreaming Some say I'm growing cold and Taking
Little soul, your dreams are waiting Grab them up, hold them closely, never let go, never let go Little soul, you're finally here to live and breathe
This is your day with a whole world to face What is your price to appease? You can march to the beat that puts us to sleep Medicinal reality All my life
around my throat I'm sick and tired, I told you so You can call me at home but I know better than to answer the phone When people ask about the last
Mothersound, what have they done to you? Your withering away in the cold Mothersound, once again the world's molested you And took your soul I have done
Swimming in a sea of green Nothing ever changes in this asshole scene I think I'll take a hit and run To get ready for when the apocalypse comes To get
Every day gets worse Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse You must wonder why I look at you that way (I looked at you that way) Tonight I'll make my
