There, I say you miss, things that we talked about You with all your ideas, that's how I came to life All of your visions are gone, You are lost You are
one you loath Now I know, it all makes sense No defence, no more lies or alibis Thuth is pain I feel for you no more Then I was lost, it broke my heart
Days will come that make no sense My present situation makes me think too much It all revolves around you This life that I'm living is nothing without
crossed nameless river You feel no need in any healers Only charming voice in your head Nothing else exists at all. I have closed my eyes, fading senses
I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete people are made of match sticks, light this
to feel nothing, I never wanted to cease to exist, just disappear. Fear memories are all that lie ahead. Never have I felt so lost. Memories dull my senses. Fear tragedy is all
salute. sense of commitment. A sense of pride. i heard you say that we shared a destiny. now it is plain to see you've got no sense at all. the name that
[speaking] yeah i be acting crazy rapping nasty but dont get me wrong i god sense ima thank god on this song this song is dedcated to all the homeboys
Unlike all others... you're really not so free As those you blame, so easily distorted It's just another addiction. It all went over my head... None of it made any sense
back of my mind. I see your face when I close my eyes. Do you share the same sense of defeat? Have you realized all the things you'll never be? Ideals
lost liberty. So fictile is identity without self-governance. (They name the soul the important part) That's why free thinkers feel so lost and desperate
t forsee The secret parts Of my spirit Of my mind My dream goes on! Falling into A labyrinth Art to distort All of our sense Creating images Seem without sense
calling' The chatter of the Caco-daimones and hooves apon flagstones resound in darkness [Sister Serena :] 'I take that which tempts' (clutch your rosary) all sense of reason lost
is soon to surround us in Iraq Kerry lost Colin Powell doin the town Ashcroft's assed off The shit is even getting more foul Network, of elected delegates Are all
prosecution: "then, then you should die!" [Pre-Chorus:] Why are we to blind to see our guilts? Why first we kill, then see it lived? Lost hopes, broken sense
way I turn, I journey into the night Going round in circles, till the mountains fall To believe in so many truths Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all
meaning as I reach the end? Lost to memory, final reality. When I'm awake or asleep both are all but a dream. Finality of this life is something certain for me. Lost
working til I'm lost, and I'm willing to die for it Avenge atrocities of the past, I'm forfeiting rights for it I'm just a product of all I've seen, and