Lyrics:
along with you
He'll feel it there inside you he'll help you make it through
God showed Samson what to do and it's the same God that stands by you
That's what's wrong with the world
Don't lose the dreams inside your head
They're only there until you're dead
Dream
Lying on the roof
Counting
of the night
You are haunted by the wanting
Never satisfied
You know deep inside
It's game over
If you hold on to your web of lies
How do you see
insanity
You don't know what's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know what's going through my mind, yeah yeah yeah
Shake my head, wake the dead
the hunter will shoot me dead"
Little rabbit, come inside
Safely to abide
Little cabin in the wood
Little man by the window stood
Saw a rabbit hopping
inside
A mistake by one young vampire who just sought a place to hide
One tried to chop the garlic but shrieked and pulled away
While another spilled
inside
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not goin' very far
To the East to meet the Czar
stuck in ya feelings it feel like quicksand
I’m lit like a skillet, I’m ballin like Krillin
You tell by the way that I shine off the head
Shine off
I was walking dead stuck inside my head
I couldn't get out
Turn the lights down
The voices inside were so loud
Need a jump-start, catatonia
I
Under a loop of stars in the vulgar cold
The dead airport lay
By the pebbles of the highway
Through the snail clouds
You soared to your lover
I
The evening is lonesome babe,
And the dead of night is cruel.
And I recall all the things we done.
Ya know I'm always loving you.
Sometimes I think
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Now I feel like I'm high up in the air
I got your baby shaking like
A hit stick inside a?
I fucked her quick and fast
wrong with the world
Don't lose the dreams inside your head
They'll only be there til you're dead
Dream
Lying on the roof counting
The suns that
of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
And ye shall be changed
Everything you've gotten
You've gotten by
can't come back
Nothing lives
Nothing grows
Inside the dead meadow
Months keep rolling by
Live another day, then you die
Ghosts inside your head
breath
March on forward
You are dead inside
You are dead inside
You are dead inside
You are dead inside
Step by step by step
You
Are
Dead
You
Are
Dead
Chaos on a Friday
I tip-tow by
No need to get excited
I step outside
Smooth exterior
Mess inside
Fight the inferior
Across city lines
It's
A growing sickness in the heart
Defective, lack of control
The cure is somewhere in the silence
But I'm crushed by the noise inside
Don't lock
Laid dagger dead inside a lonely bed
Trying to hide the hole inside my head
Watching the stars slide down to reach the end
The sleep is not my
I'm at the top like an attic
Hot like a skillet, fuckin' on one of the baddest, carat inside of her titty
Gave the Philippe to that lil' bitty bitch
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
Let me tell you who I am i’m not dead, yet
So, the sum total has not yet been added up
So let me tell you who I think I am
I’m one of the ones
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
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