She's made of hair and bone and little teeth And things I cannot speak She comes on like a crippled plaything Spine is just a string I wrapped our love
This is where we are. This is why we come here, always calling out your name. Stinging in my eye, listen how it hurts to hear your voice. I've fallen
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more (So much more) I lay dying and I'm pouring Crimson regret And betrayal I'm dying, praying Bleeding, I
I'm made of hair and bone and little teeth I think I cannot speak I come on like a crippled play thing My spine is just a string I wrapped our love in
Can you hear it over your voice ringing out like a bell? Uninspired yet motivated losing track of the days Peel the sickness away from your eyes make
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more (So much more) I lay dying And I'm pouring Crimson regret, and betrayal I'm dying, praying Bleeding, and
Silently vanishing, then reappearing Slipping away for a while Start dematerializing before your eyes Always a step from our grasp At the turn of the
The world is quick to tell us The media compels us For me to have and you to not Is the difference in our lot If you must compound your joy Then you must
Don't even try to tell me what prayer is for My Genie in a bottle needs to give me some more And when this mess is over-I don't need Him anymore I'll
Collect the skeletal remains Of long dead memories To line this rotting hole I've made inside me A scarred and twisted soul is all I've got to show For
Johnny is a chemist's son But Johnny is no more What Johnny thought was H2O Was H2SO4 Water cleans the system Acid eats the flesh Squirm yourself much
I've seen you at the shows So proud to tell us how it goes This and that a little more Not too much now You'll lose the floor When we are not just what
When Father Time begins to run out on you There's a place we take you to "Just a burden now", I heard them say I know I'm just in the way You watch the
All of a sudden This big world will end Bollions of people Will wish it never began Let us pray No amount of wisdom Stature or wealth Will impress the
Under the law Set by Almighty God The priests had the power To change your destiny Festering boils Chronic disease For seven days Complete isolation
I ask that you return me The years I did ignore thee And with my burden bury The weight of guilt I carry And lead me to the well of life Before my soul
Satan called upon the Lord "I must perform a test To prove that fath in God Is contingent on being blessed" One of the richest men of the second millennium
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