Wicked Exit signs, burning red Paying fines, move ahead Oh, I am the wicked one Stringing bells on your knees Decorate, so you please Oh, I am the
See all the faces Out walking in the street You will find the way to love See how they run See how they fly ooh wah wah wah ooh wah wah wah ooh ooh
You don't know how to start Just look inside your heart You know I feel confused I don't know what to choose You better take a stand And find out who
Witches They ride on broomsticks Ya know Angels use wings To catch the wind's blow And they're moving as far as they can And as fast as they can Skeleton
BROKEN PEOPLE, HOLLOW AND FEEBLE THEY'RE ROLLING UP THE HILL ROTTEN INGRATE, STUPID MISTAKE THEY'RE ROLLING UP THE HILL WISHING WELLS AND COCKLE SHELLS
I won't live forever where will I go will I miss the war will I miss the snow I love the way the water comes down like acid rain for when I'm gone they
We've been sailing All through sick skies Backbones breaking So we all lie We've been sailing All through sick skies Backbones breaking So we all lie
I don't feel good I don't sound good I don't look good I wish I was right I don't feel good I don't sound good I don't look good I wish I was right
Let's all go in the river A mirror for my disguise To look at her makes me shiver I can see right through her eyes in her mind She is tongue tied, she
Tomorrow Will we all just fade away And will the sun explode Destroying everything Tomorrow Will we all just fade away And will the sun explode Destroying
...a lamb widows and humans and pits and demons and boils and sleepwalkers and bats and widows and humans and pits and demons and demons and demons designs
chain, chain, chain, chain chain, chain, chain, chain leave us alone leave us alone shadow is drifting under the door your venom is trickling down the
Anmorata These walls were built for you Your garden's never dry Anmorata, Your secrets never die Feel it feed me Feel it feed me Feel it feed me Feel
Bad Trash LILIES MAY GROW EVEN THROUGH SNOW THE SUN WILL RISE SPARKLE YOUR EYES THE WIND SHALL BLOW BAD TRASH AWAY WHEN ANGUISH IS NEAR SOMEBODY PLEASE
A raindrop on the rooftops, a little girl Dancing in her crystal gown, 'til she must go A floating palace in the sky is where she'll be And there she'
Slowly she moves underground Far below is where she is found Quickly now she's moving up Seed of need it will erupt Something is happening underneath
It's time to tell me what you saw It's time to tell me what you saw Where are all my little Little lambs Fast asleep Where are all my little Little
The pushers The shakers The feelers The fakers The loudness The silence The sweetness The violence My wings will pull me Up into the sky Step right