Is it all a question of timing ? It sounded right in my head Is it all a matter of content ? Or something else I said ? These lips part waves to blank
You have sold my confidence Now my soul is broken You just told the perfect lie. I will not recover The perfect demon. The perfect fit The perfect reason
well those words are not retractable This ticket is my response, and it's just as irreversible This is my final decision I've served my time inside this prison And this
the victim here Tell us all how you just followed orders, but wasn't this all your idea ? The word control is vague at best. Is this ink smeared or my
added to pesticide distribute with a crop duster Let it rain on the fields ... fatal upon inhalation Life is sinking down. If this is a war ... We're losing This
Leaving so soon ? You just got here Our lives on hold. YOu just got here We're only getting older Are you hiding from something ? Are you running from
It slips away, buoyant for now It's drifting past, just out of your reach Though you swim fast, something still holds you back The current's strong,
We try. We fail. We fall in line. We try again. We never learn Just like our fathers and theirs before We try. We fail. I'll follow through. I'll follow
I apologize, I think I have confused you With my fure of fake tears, and my self-thrown pity parties That hard road, does that story sound familiar ?
returns are diminishing The triumph, the tragedy : a breathing dichotomy It all looks the same to me. Revisionist history This hindsight is a cataract. This
Let this be my last sight And let this be my last night Two seasons in the second hand Let time divide This never happened after all This never should
For most of us, sedation is wearing off This hole we dig is just an open grave So self-absorbed in our own lives that it eclipses the world around us
would Bite your tongue ... Until you choke on blood It's over, all but the crying I promised you roses I choked you with vines We traveled the galaxies We tripped all
my back All the lies and deception won't change the perception that I fell flat on my ass I wish this had happened skydiving That my parachute failed
In the nuclear state we are expected to accept those nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that we can hope
in this world of scars Money and snakes and labeled wars Whatever else life puts me through It's all #2 When it comes to you. And your love is all I treasure
Lu Myself, first of all accuse myself, for bein a fool.. all attempts to school myself have failed to improve means to remove myself from this pool of
try something you like The bills were all due yesterday You've failed You're through First we form our habits, then they form us We dress up as someone else