Take your time Put your costume on It's easy not to be the one you are Behind the mask You wear with a hollow smile And on we go We are the crowds Running down the street not to miss the next train
I'm sitting here writing these words As you judge me when I speak Your eyes so dead and hollow No colour but grey I see Your arms and mind are twisted You're tied and controlled The point in life is
I love it how she breathes booze in the mornin' Man, it's so sexy how she can't remember last night I made the fatal mistake letting her drink again But who the hell am I to tell her how to live her l
He's a what? He's a what? He's a newspaper man And he gets his best ideas From a newspaper stand; From his boots to his pants To his comments and his rants He knows that any little article will do! T
we're the boys jailed in a horse's skull. we nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone. the only thing that makes our blood feel like blood is stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck. so don't
Rain song So beautiful my dear Overcome Hmm Rain song So beautiful my dear Overcome Drives me crazy Who can decide? Will I decide? Set in stone to split the night That I bring pain? Put a word to t
The Jekyll-Hyde of you I can't survive the tide of you The vicious style of love, the whining Pits and pendulums of lying I don't see how you survive in Hard-line worlds you're advertising Sneaky feat
I try to run, I try to hide from a voice that couldn't satisfy That was me, always needing more But letting go of all I had before Cause it feels like the end A wound that I can't mend I just can't fi
the giant swan's got ghosts in his wings. his guts are stuffed with polaroids, and they're all humiliating. and when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice, and you're sitting
You, you're my home If you leave, I follow And I overflow But without you I'm hollow Seven hours 'til I get to see you Seven hours of this paperwork Seven hours 'til I get to come back home Seven hour
Hollow, Like you don't remember me Underneath everything I guess I always dreamed that I would be the one to take you away From all this wasted pain But I can't save you from yourself Don't you want
Take your time Put your costume on It's easy not to be the one you are Behind the mask You wear with a hollow smile And on we go We are the crowds Running down the street not to miss the next train S
Echoes start as a cross in you Trembling noises that come to soon. Spatial movement which seems to you Resonating your mask or feud. Hollow talking and hollow girl Force it up from the root of pain.
Echoes start as a cross in you, Trembling noises that come to soon. Spatial movement which seems to you, Resonating your mask or feud. Hollow talking and hollow girl, Force it up from the root of pain
I had nothing to say And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me (I was confused) And I let it all out to find That I'm not the only person with these things in mind (Inside of me) But all that the
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