ll be greay and going mad. The thought of old timers disease, or dying at night because I freezed I don't ever wanna be old. I don't ever wanna fall, down
sun Heaven knows what you are Tonight the Zeroes are singing for you Yes they were Tonight the Zeroes were singing for you Tonight the Zeroes were singing
t erase or rewind But you will always remember ? it stays forever there The signs are always there No you can?t count down to zero ? down to zero ?
fascist prance Down in the zero Now we perish as we bury Down in the zero Beyond the point of breaking Down on level zero Vexed - the reasons Unheard
They told me this way easy they told me a lie no matter what I try to do I'll never get it right below zaro I'd like to know how it feels below zero
I think I know the answer I stumbled on and all the world fell down And all the sky went silent Cracked like glass and slowly Tumbled to the ground They
Their arms, they reach, They branch like they're trying to catch me, They stand so tirelessly, Outgrown, the sides of roads, Are mixed in gold, The summer
they say And I don?t care what you do Getting loose, it?s all up to you Then I hear you?re messing with things you don?t know Getting strung out solo down
hurt myself searching for a point of view i want to be a man on my own but i am left back and let down i lose control of my life i?m falling down an down
I have no interest in self-preservation, emptiness is like an old friend. I have no motive or any inclination, of doing anything for any one again. I
12 years of education and this is what I'm worth. Back breaking labor I endure every day to fill my purse. A subordinate life not one I choose a hatred
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller. Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now. I've been down this road, in the
I am. But I've cut my baggage loose I shed my skin I'm a better man. No one left to pull me under no one left to drag me down. Standing on my own two
playing the hand that you're dealt. Because money is what divides more than color or creed. The middle class the poor and rich minority and while they tear down
A coffin for a coffee table pills to keep him stable won't believe G.G.'s dead. A pure bred antisocial on the verge of going postal always hanging on
break my legs but I'd still run I can't deny what I have become. I killed the pain of life mundane now everything slowly circles down the drain. Can't
Pass the time distract me from myself cause I'm so miserable. Misery loves company your company keeps me miserable. You're co-dependent you enable me
be getting old but I'm far from out of angst because the problems that I face on the day to day don't go away. Life it ain't so civilized when it comes down
