To hell with your intelligence, just figure out your common sense Take the skin and peel it back... ... too early for this shit... Fire and caffeine, a lotta nicotine, I'm on a burn, so I better tell ya everything... By cutting out your tongue you save face, it's like feeding on the blood that's running from a black day... In my heart I'm at war; I keep tripping over these tombstones. In these depths of desperate despair, we bring down judgment from the sky with prayers! I drank till the waters turned whiskey rye, I drank till the waters run dry! Don't be the one to come knocking at my door, Hell no, I won't pick you up off the floor! I'm just a human being
A mistake made of feelings
With a soul... wrapping in chains
So fragile, full of pain
No one knows why we are here
Giving laughter and so many tears
I will just do my best
To keep my head above the rest Help me; I broke apart my insides. Help me, I’ve got no soul to sell.
Help me; the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself. Don't mistake kindness for weakness. Front and center for another ass kicking! Don't mistake survival for forgiveness. I am the dog that forever bites back, forever on attack, watching my back. O my maker, I need a savior! One day the tides will turn. One day the fields will burn. One day the seas will churn.... Roof is fixed. On to my ceiling. Woohoo. Well, the tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling like I just knew it's something bad Carve my teeth out, ripping through the sheep's head curse. Hunter, gatherer, ridden from the cave.... Still learning what chaos kills. Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet. Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath... I wish all the scum of the earth had one throat and I had my hands about it. I'm a soldier for hire, killing all you admire. And you live in denial, but that will change. Not looking for a brighter side, crooked steps will take me higher, I don't care if you want to cry Burning my cathedrals, 'Cause I don't pray anymore. Look at all of these people, Tragic little people... They smile and then they don't know what for. |