Lyrics:
There's an aura around you
I'm captivated by your eyes
I can't believe that I've found you
Why am I so starry eyed?
I once lived with honor
Followed
On million died
Cries went unheard in 1915
No one remembers, no one believes
Some turks deny, but they fucking lie
America knew, but as usual
They just stood
Let me tell you a story that will make your stomach turn
Lacked in laboratories so the public never learns
Vivisection crimes shamefully confined
pockets bein' empty
gear skimpy, yo the peer pressure tempt me
at Thirteen had to get my by all means
sellin' to fiends, Pops up State raisin' Hell in
Interrupted torture by the great one who calls
Transformed to the great white throne
Standing before God yet still alone
He releases the love that won't be
I live in a frequency,Â
Where action rules,Â
That God is me,Â
In a war against my body,Â
In the poetry of poverty.Â
'Cause it's the rich
the grass, fix the leak, just to fix it again
We go to church, go to work, so picture perfect that it hurts
I feel like I'm trapped inside this ordinary
away
By Gods hand
I can smell you
And my thought disappeared
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
Dead, dead,
the railroad track.
When it rained you couldn't walk I used to tote you on my back
Now you gotta make believe it was a thrill at that.
Hello Josephine. How
Will we ever get out?
You always try to listen and for that gift I feel threatened.
By the high esteem I hold you, it hurts so much.
I wipe the dust off
Seems like I am always in the way
Of who I am trying to obey
I need something to make me understand
I don't live when I live by my own hand
Is
me think there'll be one soon
Maybe it's desperation or the shadows on the moon
Chorus
No no, I will still believe
It's hard when we have been
you still believe you can trust me
If you need a hand to hold
There, look down by your knee
No matter what you're going through
No matter what you
away
Stay and listen to my voice
To my voice
Sooner or later you will long
When you wake you will see
Sooner or later all the songs
That
the perfect sellers dream let us all look like the models on TV when you believe that you're worth nothing.
It's for commercial functions to work.
By lowing
As far as I can see we got an open road
It can go on forever if we choose to go
It's not a dream if you believe it's so
There's just one thing that I need
From far beyond the veil of sleep
some ancient voice does seem
to whisper my forgotten name
weakly, yet solemnly.
So remotely that one might
I don't believe in true love
I am alone by nature
I did not want to let you in
So why does it feel so classic
Like some romantic story
Now that
the faith I'll try
No, no matter what it takes
I long to be by Your side
To show You my heart is true
If I had wings, oh, I would fly to You
when you're by my side
Boy, you keep me satisfied
Everyday and every night
Seven days, 365
Even now I can't believe
We're together, you and me
And mail my little pinkie to George Bush
Agh, agh
Where are my friends
Where are you
Where are you
I can't believe it's come to this
Sharpshooters
Water travels by itself
Inspires us to fear the sea
When it affects our state of mind
We drown in our make believe
Those little drops that
Do you think that all blacks are niggers?
Ignorance is an attitude
You wallow in your racist stupor
Have you really stopped to think?
Do you
What if I don't need debating
If I'm not healed by negotiating
If I don't need to be a shooting star
If I don't need a fast car
If nothing
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