"Stick this one in your face, motherfucker" We are the army of the anarchist Viewed as Americas cicatrix We are the flawed We are the scared We are the
You know if you were exorcised Demoralized. it'll all be right.....yeah! I'll grab my pen and write about Kryptonite, so you can feel all right You can
i can't see the point in feeding that so what can i say fucking saving grace but still i cannot see it why in this instance it's the bullshit can't you
Bled out the last of me Right from the start You said you never knew So you just tore it apart My wrists still seem to bleed I can't get it stop Can't
You know you say that you'd be satisfied But it's all right The pills, it's all you have with all the pain It satisfies Alone, I feel just as numb, don
I see the pain She drips from your eye You tell me that the hate's not over Rise from your bed Clutching the thought Staring at the dreaming killer tonight
Take time think about when it's over And when I see you where's your line I cannot hear all the truth through Your crying It's time that I check my face
You're the pills she said But I cannot shave the scares off from You're head If I take away the scars Then you cannot hide away from What you are You
I tried to tell you There's something dead in me Love lies in moments Still I cannot grasp one fragment I can tell you nothing Answers don't exist Floors
Scratch the tears in for good Sadist Feels good Life can't hurt on tv Godspeed Lucky now When he grabs your hand Do you lick again But the taste has changed
As time goes by and it's an endless deal, myself, my life Think about my simple rights, just run away from my only fears Contradict and compromise, made
Recite, I feel everything Relight my own joy in this, my own faggot fantasy T.v. series lightbulb coffin, reborn, skinless nightmare No words, only questions
Reject and deny me with the face of a demon Your bullshit can't find it's own way to light, to mouth But still they say I should be alone Left alone,
This is your one chance at my one thing So take it all back now Gonna take this back, my one thing You hear what you want I hear you I can feel your
One time through the door, and on the floor All I wanna be is just a little whore All I wanna do what I wanna do to myself, I cut my itty bitty self I
Gotta mind, gotta fine mind Find out what I'm thinking, what I'm feeling My confusing living blind mind, no acid pop dreams lampshade dress me Tripping
I alone Cry beside her Pushed away Once too often Face that lie Vision changes Shade is ice The words are poison Changes made now why can't i Fill the
I don't udnerstand this, all pain pushed inside, all plastic frustration Why you cannot be you, I am walking hate, all this surrounds me I can't even