once upon a time it thought i wouldn't see tomorrow fist clenched eyes wide open waiting for someone to follow alcohol and sedatives just kept it all
if you look at the world with an objective eye then it's obvious that things have gone all wrong in the world and you can't help but ask yourself is
passion emotion too concerned with looking like a fool action devotion sick of eveybody acting cool every morning i wake up and realize i don't have
you walk down the street dare me to look playing the game by primitive rules what went so wrong that both of us care who wins this dispute it's hard
static it almost has you begging for a gun to put to your head static cryogenics for the mind crawling for the safety of your bed static another strip
i am here not by choice but by my birth for so many years i doubted my own worth it's no coincidence i ended up where i'm at now i'm here to tell you
