She's wearin' dresses on the border line (Lookin' good) Oh wakin' senses that were lost in time (Make amends) This liberation is the one they'll love
The sun is gone and the flowers rot Words are spaces between us And I should've been drowned in the rivers I found of token lost And I should've been
Take the night and darken everything around me Call the clouds and listen closely, I'm lost without you Call your name everyday, when I feel so helpless
You could've been the real one You could've been the one enough for me You could've been the free one The broken down and sick one Remnant of a vacant
It irks me when I get burned And I realize, I don't get hurt And always, it seems I've lost my way When I feel you, it's not enough And I need you to
Who?s to know if your soul will fade at all? The one you sold to fool the world You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah Good god, you're comin?
Walk away from the sun, come slowly undone I can see in your eyes, I have already won I could bleed for a smile, I could cry for some fun Walk away from
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me Be reticent fortunes they foretell Your verbal defecation, I can't wash away despite myself Your vanity
Premeditation will kill the trust They'll never know if you fear me With every second collecting dust I feel so bloated and weary 'Cause she belongs
Your heart is carved in stone And apathy flows in your veins When flesh falls from the bone You've taken all you can take You can take All you can take
Go unnoticed, let the freedom wash away Losing focus, the pretense is second nature It's a broken life that I cling to trying to make right I feel dismayed
Yeah, yeah I find it hard to live with all my choices It's time to turn a deaf ear to those voices Did you ever think to ask my opinion? Did you ever
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea, Syntactic is our elegance, incisive
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, We have seen it through the accolades and rested in it's lea, Syntactic is our elegance, incisive
let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, we have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea, syntactic is our elegance, incisive
baby, back off U tickin me off, u need 2 get lost Not now baby, back off, nope, nope Negative, negative, negative, no Negative, negative, negative, no Negative, negative, negative
What makes you think that you have won When the battle has only just begun? Let the punishment fit the crime Bad things come to those in all good time
Fall fires burn 'neath black, twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
