Cold dark night, nerves are tense Strange sounds out of nowhere the fog is dense You lay in your bed quaking with fright Shadows in the hallway, something
guess the answer is we don't know yet Intense (I know you're feelin' it) (But what's it comin' to when we wanna) (Get a rocket ship outta here?) Intense
Now it's too late to be using my mind, yeah To reason with you would be far too kind, yeah It's all coming down like the dark in the town, yeah The cold
Carousel spinnin' round I feel just like that I feel just like that I feel just like that I can't catch my breath It's too intense, tense I need just
you got says sameness only Too bad, so shut up I love you anyway You're an intense beige but that's okay You're an intense beige I love you anyway
You were what you were Clean cut, unbecoming Recreation for the masses You always mistook fists for flowers Welcome, welcome soldier smilin' Funeral
I had to let go of those cold nights long ago, and now it?s time for you to follow suit. Take your night sky tears and burning eyes, stinging from pursuit
(Featuring Michael Crafter & Matthew Wright) I let go of these cold nights long ago and now it's time for you to follow suit. Take those night sky tears
time for me You think it's cuz you're too cool Then I'll see you later I'm going surfing in the pool It's a way to release, intense energy It's a way
year And now I know for sure That I am finally home Feel my weakness growing strong Breaking the walls and the fear is gone Every little thing seems so intense
Now it's too late to be using my mind To reason with you would be far too kind It's all coming down like the dark on the town The cold stings my tearstained
me As pure nature in person, is thinking me dead.. Catching its glance of mysticism Tasting the emblem of My Third Eye... [Chorus:] In the intense
The court has come. The court of the Nations and into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim. From the ditch of Kerch the dead will
Cold dark night, nerves are tense Strange sounds out of nowhere, the fog is dense You lay in your bed quaking with fright Shadows in the hallway, something
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