fall from grace onto the floor. promising myself this won't happen anymore. same thing happens every night. wait and wonder why i'm not living this life
addiction.. two faces of. addiction... it's always an addiction, that makes your life an all out race. addiction... so face your. addiction... cause
my girl's mad at me. i didn't want to see a film tonight. i found it hard to say. she thought i had enough of her. why can't she see? she's lovely to
despite the past and what's taken place you bring back the notion of a master race. the years you've preached, the children you teach. pushing for a
walking down the halls to class. wondering why i'm always last. i better run and move it fast. the teacher's gonna kick my ass. i'm sitting here alone
why can't i help. my opinion dig it's way out. my opinion and i, we are separate entities these days. no one sets me on fire like you. nothing punctures
we once owned the way that we thought. i hate the fact that it all had to end. the best times of my life that i can recall, are the times when you were
came up short in time to fall behind. i don't wanna give up, i've sacrificed my life. peace will settle in, be forever incomplete. but we're... still
punk police trying to keep me down. with head and heart you've got to stand your ground. they give no trust in your own decisions. they want us to be
i can't express my level of conviction. i can't explain this sudden change of mind. it's not coincidence or contradiction. we've all got brains and i
you gave it up. you pawned your brain for a pat on the back and a star by your name. and now you think you're one of them. but you cannot allow yourself
you see me standing on the corner. you wonder if i'm gonna ask you for some change. no cardboard sign explains my situation. tengo nada. pocket full
i can still hear our music, sound of one hundred screaming. silver tongued and simon-pure. half complete without you here. thick as thieves. miles worth
