I can't take this ignorance Now I wouldn't bet on your life I can't take these set of rules My day has turned to night That's right, that's right, had
The steady cold of what I feel. Raise your hands to satisfy the pain today. Raise your tentacles. Rise to feel rise to pinning anger down in a lock.
Thought about what it meant to me Thought about my humanity Through it all, lost the light today Dark inside, got nothing to say Said yourself, so painful
STAY, STAY FOCUSED There's no time to be outside yourself Don't let them ever tell you You can't acknowledge doubt I think we've had enough Make me
Hey, I'm running What waits inside of me? I've got to find out, find out what it is Hey, I'm seeing the walls fall down in front of me I've got to find
I see the zombies with the lo-fi canned-up spirit I see people livin' life fake everyday But you know it's just a game and I can't hear it The TV's tellin
Ask why, then try To find the meaning behind the eye Then look for truth And try to find the meaning behind the youth Ask why, then try To do it on your
Follow us, reaching out of us, to strain against determination. Superfluous is our structure, maintained by the predication. We're so continuous. Intent
There is no need for apologies Destroy, destroy technology The progress bomb wants to save us all THIS IS IT The time, eliminate Beware, beware unconscious
Another note to self today, now we've found a reason, to beleive that Jim Henson is under control! We were told by the government, that he had died,
The time has come To see yourself To realize Your actions act for someone else Now feel the ground Inside your hands It all is one Include it all into
Why lives are cast in the waves of days Numbness feeling redemption - wakes the pain King factory setting rates of fate Unattended infections Wise up
From distance I can feel. From distance I can see. A people standing together. Around a world collapsing. Waiting for this self-awakening. From distance
Here comes the bang Here's an attempt to synthesize the thoughts you've come to realize With that of any chance of doubt that we all struggle in this
You're scared to turn out the lights Afraid of the dark, what follows the day Terror grips your mind and in your heart... the pain! Survival is your
There's a rain forest dying, and a baby crying. In a third world country where the families trying. Bringing home what they're making from the trees
Within a vision state. Eyes of glass sending back what we say. Blue event, sound the gun. Fallen black, what we say. Sedendate, sutured wirse. Wake up
Iconoclast we past that fist away. Iconoclasting until we reach ourselves. Motivations, beyond control, another victim of victim patholdogy. Aberrations