one but you I loved you then and I love you now, baby And no one else will ever do Every time the sun goes down, baby My love, my love comes down for
sick as hell David's got a snake bite and all is well Salem thinks to himself One down, two to go Oh Madame, he's got the flu One down, two to go Oh
David's got a snake bite...and all is well Salem thinks to himself: One down, two to go. "Oh Madame he's got the flu" One down, two to go. "Oh Madame
I don't deserve this. I don't deserve an ounce of this. See it any way you want. Feign concerne for me. Demonstrate your stupidity. You have the nerves
me be. Stop tormenting me. I'm comming down. Something picture perfect. Something cracking. I'm comming down.
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- becoming best friend with her hunger, and in a way, it drives them mad. A noose around every neck I see. Am I one of them? Are they one with me? My
twisted smile again of anguish and pain my image contorts what can i do where can i find the answers that i seek deliver me nothing is resolved i simply stare into my face of one
God loves, man kills all that he makes god loves, god gives man hates, man takes indiscriminately without discretion we destroy his creation blessed
you turned your back on me after i opened so much for you you'd see i was always there if you'd only turned around but your eyes are averted as you stand
what can i do i bend like the reed to your will only to be cut down by the scythe that is your love i set myself up to be knocked down i walk right
Torn to shreds in agony Your words pierced me This is my therapy You cannot imagine this pain within myself I drown in shards, my soul is glass A child
from quiet captive to contempt driven foe i'll wage my war with a fervor unmatched open for all to see i'll tear down false idiols constructed for me
I'm so fed up with the lies Their unwillingness to compromise Sickness decay Time has come to pay There is no turning back from here There is no shame
born into the life of a slave breaking our backs for an early grave living a live of toil and woe then we die, that's how the story goes to know one
not sow I will uproot with impunity Again and again many will forget the ignorance Of the walking dead Buried amongst serdiment and regret One would
am i make this choice for me and no other human i live this way for myself i hold to my own values and no one else's but to be addicted to the edge
Caged and oppressed Their cries remain Supressed Falling victim to human violence Falling prey to human silence Killing without necessity This ignorance
