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One love, one life
That's one thing I got right
It's such, a high
When you're here by my side

Oh what a beautiful time
For us to be alive
We get

Two hands on the wheel it's no fun
In my room with my tunes I could use a gun
In my looney tunes lonely and without a sun
I just shine by myself

Passion has enslaved my heart and cursed my soul
How could I have known such a beautiful thing
could be so cold?

I saw something that I'd never seen

matter, n-no matter nothing
We all lost out here

But we find this beautiful way
To make the people to believe, the people that we want to impress
We

She's only 21, lives with dad and mom
They barely get along at all anymore
She's sick of feeling lonely, so she fell in love
She thought she found

in gray
And peel away an inch every time we feel our love stray
So by the end we could look at the beautiful art
That you and I made, if we don't

Hatred

Warhead

Good Part for Each

1997

[music: breitenbach - eilen]
[lyrics: eilen]
[arranged by breitenbach]

a little room with a lattice window
Here I live there's nothing more
Outside

Paradox

Alesana

Confessions

2015

the world's collide
The story is ending

Would you remember Joan of Arc was her flesh yet unlicked by flame
Will you remember how the waves crash

Keep Ringing Your Bell

Kevin Devine

Split the Country, Split the Street

2005

memory starts
Erasing itself into something less brutal,
Some beautiful bullshit I pretend to belong to.
For as long as the trash tucks itself into bed,

Intrusive Lady

Eligh

Sidewaydaze

Destiny's are crooks
They only want the richer fold it 
can't add up to the space
that's accumulated 
By live it all these months and days
And waste
Diamond

I Reminice

Mr. Sancho

The True Player

on your back just in black 'cause I couldn't understand the fact
That you had to pass and couldn't get a chance
To live a holy life
Always did something

It's a Nice Day to Be Alive

Poetic Ammo

It's a Nice Day to Be Alive

1998

*YOGI B* (Intro)
We live in Malaysia . A land which I would say is Paradise . I tell myself
Everyday I'm gifted to be born here because all around

I'm Pretty Sure I Can See Molecules

Troubled Hubble

Making Beds in a Burning House

beautiful, 
There's shapes and light with eyes so tight and swirling little pixels. 
It's a funny seeming, fuzzy feeling to think about all I'm seeing, 
All

and clean
When their housemates scrub the floor
They get the spaces inbetween
I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by