waiting so hard But you're not there you're gone It's not enough here I'm lieing I'm inside this waiting hole Too much of anything is never enough Cycle
consoles for rubbers She would pass the inspection with flyin' colors She would turn left if he said right On her cycle, he would often run red lights
found It always comes around But I will still be laughing Yes, I will still be laughing Air raids in the afternoon The children are playing Switchblades, colored red
spent lying there Red and brown like leaves fallen The colors of an eternal cycle Fading with the wash cycle And the rinse cycle Again an unfamiliar
the radical leaders Their steps we're followin' Running, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red
memory This take is harder than the old and new combined Head buried attack these manic men Red glares from the color of outstretched hands get it higher We don't like endless cycles
money but others, they can manage By doin' this they take away the cats who're disadvantaged And the long list grows More dependency bodes This creates a cycle
i am is where i stand youc??e just too far to see see the cells i live in make the shell ic??e been given painted red these skin colored walls well
mediocore memory This take is harder than the old and new combined Head buried; attack these manic men Red glare from the color of outstretched hands, get it higher We don't like endless cycles
[Sample:] "Cycles of time; it is ubiquitous it goes all over the place It's ancient, it's one of the most ancient symbols there are And this is an interpretation
spent lying there Red and brown Like leaves fallen The colors of an eternal cycle Fading with the Wash cycle And the rinse cycle Again an unfamiliar
any answers anywhere, and no one answers me, I just decided it was something to check with my own eyes. The sun rises in India, the endless cycle of death
radical leaders Their steps we're followin' Running, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red
the radical leaders Their steps we're followin' Running, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood Between the red
