Sitting around here thinking just the other night Wonder what kind of lonely thing is going down tonight If things get stranger it just won't make sense
"Ok people, if Orwell was right, we're all gonna be targets..." To be a target for reaction To be a target for reaction To be a target for reaction To
Messenger... Always bring's bad news Just a trick of fate Am I the one you abuse? You got me all choked up Riding in the wind Don't get left behind So
See you later Sorry I didn't know You don't have the time to Until you have to go When you pull my leg The song's they sing I find you stay right by
It's on my mind yeah Every single time When I think about it I think I'm losing my mind My mind My Mind Coming down Down Down Down Down Your Mind spins
There's no doubt about it It's reaching the end You can't bend around it It's just to hard to bend There's no doubt about it You're right on the edge
Out of the shadows...blistering lights... Through the hallways of a sleepless night... Every time I turn around, it's there... Take a piece of our lives
If I could change your mind I wouldn't waste much time I can surely see It's time we got set free We don't belong to you Standing at my door Wonder what
It sure is a thrill tonight Hope everything works out just right Just right Such a thrill to see you here tonight Hope everything works out just fine
Looking from the inside you feel, Nothing on the outside is real... Does it really show? All the other kids put you down No one ever wants you around
Did I see you the other day? Grey eyes looked so grey... Bitten once with indecision I could run all the way... I turned around To see the sound And
It's not the truth I see It's just a mockery Don't need to waste my time You know I've really tried You take and never give Make it so hard to live I'
It's such a long way down Maybe I should try a floor below A softer landing might just ease the pain Being a coward is such a drag... Getting so depressed
There's a place around this sign the sky's parade All I want to see you laugh and see the way I find some way to oh If there were some way to find the
Do you believe in magic? Do you believe in fate... Besides my beating heart Or does it even matter, child? Oh, ready or not, it's ready to roll Ready
You think I'm retrospective Of someone you used to know I think it's indecision That leaves us a long way to go But you say... It's not that way... Try
There's a whirlwind driving harder entering into inner space There's been a warning issued out if your afraid of hitting ground Now what do you say Well
Johnny's got a problem The only sun That seems to say Maybe I could slip away Mission star I don't really care If I could get away This funny farm Isn