Where do I take this pain of mine? I run but it stays right by my side So tear me open and pour me out There's things inside that scream and shout And
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Cultic regimes, money to scheme False religions, beware Caught in the grip, caught in the spit It's all going to burn, it's a snare Worship the God of
One day I saw a fear in the eyes of the clown dancing in the middle of my dream selling prescribed grief the short cut of knife that forbade to breathe
Oh my god, I'm stuck inside the same position I'm so tired of sitting around here with my boring life Wishing I could find another name to go by Late
[music by: c.johnsson] [lyrics by: t.karlsson / c.johnsson] [vocals by: p.wawrzeniuk / d.swano] [choir singing by: the north german radio choir] secret
Smoke and fire on your lips again Desire strikes you out and wins Bang goes your head again locked in chains Little do you know it's got you bound 'til
I'll turn you on and switch you right off I'll make sure you like what you see. Forget all that you once believed. Now you will believe in me. Do you
I really want to go out I really want to go outside and stop to see your day You really want to hole up You really want to stay inside and sleep the light
I left first because I knew that this was cursed Knew I never want to see you again Left you hopeless, high, and dry, and I moved on because I thought
up late at night all alone can't you see that I'm trying? trying so hard to hold on to the things I know but in the evening I will have to go what I most
I got cult status brown shoes it's been a while since i hit the news cult status yeah cult status blues Anyway I dont care bout the clothes i wear the
There's nothing like losing out so long To the bad things I've done wrong Ooh Right now I'm feeling so beat Just wanna run into the street Right now
a lasting moment to hold onto with regret the scent of time tried and tested I never noticed the phantoms of her mind cresent moon im cutting through
(King) Oppression is the holy law In God I distrust In time His monuments will fall Like ashes to dust Is war and greed the masters plan? The bible's
[Intro:] I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic By the little camera thing on the fuckin' Mac book So this shit is choppy and bad quality,
I, I can't take things slowly Come let away, that's what they all do Help me cause I'm feeling shaky Tell me what's wrong with my brain Cause I seem to
I knew right then that I'd been abducted I knew right then that he would be taking my heart I knew right then no one was above him I knew right then that