I am not living here, I have got much left to fear In the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive With all these distinguished things around me, I
give it up today average levitation mojo no magic dedicated delusion give it all away oh yeah mother theresa all of it for the good of everyone never
Attached in awe, what an abashed hate filled culture of viruses, born raised and infected with violent thought, to set it off defend the wrong incite
in the rain collapse cross out which way we'll go the ever last while the wind attacks the past truth and times so shallow develop an attitude more time
dark this heavy past tension over talking ever creepy creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat sore bubble crass the eye balls of token alibis say
torment a stench one side inside no doubt lost count brutalize the half red eyes decide which side whose side you're in the middle of the fire a scythe
Is this pure reality? Could we be led to believe? Lemmings up against a sea Drowning in speculation Even told when waters older More polluted never Drink
Just looking for something is what to say keep looking At nothing to go away, you take my picture a portrait Prize behind my image, your father's eyes
Are we alone? Mission complete To the unknown This is a story This is so sorry [Hard as a stone] Sunk in to deep Run out of air Lung full of
After many hours ?higher? --nated fixture Whatever bells toll Curls up inside Curls up inside Curls up inside After closing nightfall
No more escaping Overcast Go past No money Tragic derelict cornered watches over No money Down the street junkie sits holds a gun ??? waiting
hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing where within the space can anything feel certain look into the future make out the word speak send in
"I got something that I gotta say...truth...jesus...fuck all them motherfuckers" "What? Shut up!" brak talk you know the brak
[whispered]: Whirlwind blow blowing in ??? the ??? message ensured park within car passes terminal empty cracks started showing through unlisted
beat my head to wake up cause I feel as if I'm sleeping past is in the heart and I am waiting for the rhythm feed the holy jaws no saying pain is the
Answer, answer, answer, answer. New world order, New world order, New world order Hissing on a river on the way along tomarrow, rancid water's picking
harsh stone white eyes behold bruise baths soak crying bones every days appeal to stop spirit calm on valium hate permeates and fills the air icy clouds
?one shot back? ?don't see what happen ?crypt? happen ?seeds of ecstacy when ecstacy is applied ?eternal? ...they're no good to me ...is