Lyrics:
I can hear
the voice inside me
Dead air screaming
I can't fucking breathe
It's the fucking end
Night falls and all is still; dead and silent
One voice disturbs the air; one window lighted
A whisper on the wind; doors creaking open
A wrong to be
can I see?
Voices
On the air
Voices
On the air
And I'm feeling like a moody situation
And I feel the waves laughing with contempt
Could I
forever it's like broken glass on your velvet voice A cold dead center The stale air infects our lungs And I find myself drawn to the flames of your last
She breaks her horses
With strange distant voices
That travel through the air, oh
They travel through the air, oh
She tames with her voices
signing glad
His glassy hand, it touches me, I smell the air of death and life
Walking through the ballroom of the dead I hear two ghostly voices
can I see?
Voices
On the air
Voices
On the air
And I'm feeling like a moody situation
And I feel the waves laughing with contempt
Could I
This is not the end
This is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
the dead, clutching at fading hands, out of reach forever
"In glory die" calls the voice from the void
You assasin has cursed every spectre
The seal is
Somebody killed little Susie
The girl with the tune
Who sings in the daytime at noon
She was there screaming
Beating her voice in her doom
But
And push my guts all inside out
Get it out get it out get it out
Get your fucking voice
Out of my head
I never wanted this
I never wanted any
There's a song in the air
But the fair signorina really doesn't care
For that song in the air.
So I'll sing to the mule
If you're sure she won't
York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried to vote but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for
your melody is in the air
Yet I call you and you are not there
Come here is my heart, my soul to mate
Make me forget the voice that whispers "wait."
Love your melody is in the air
Yet I call you and you are not there
Come here is my heart, my soul to mate
Make me forget the voice that whispers
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
We at it again, everybody now
Hands in the air, it's a stick up, stick up
No funny business or you get lit up, lit up
out
And the wind in the air
It's the sight
Of one longing to taste
Of life
Voices crying out in the night hear them call
Voices from some foreign shore
voices
Pulsing in my swinging arms
Caress the sound
So many dead
And all the other voices said
Change your mind
You're always wrong
Oh well then, I, John, he a might number
Way up in the middle of the air
Well I, John he saw a mighty number
Way in the middle of the air
Got
cards across the air
I can see you in the window
A shadow through the trees
Hear your voice now from a
Distance calling out to me
Come on in from
She breaks her horses
With strange distant voices
That travel through the air, oh
They travel through the air, oh
She tames with her voices
I think I spoke too soon
It's time to clear the air
It's quiet in my room
The silence is unfair
I've been hearing voices
None of them are you
twilight air
I can see by their eyes that they're bitching sore
I'd rather be dead than fool around here anymore
She was all courage, geometric face
The Christmas prayer
That fills the air
Here and everywhere
Brings to me the Christmas symphony
Voices of Mother speaking
To little girls and boys
"Dear, if
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