i am tired and confused, i don't know what to do. i can't stomach this pain any longer, life is at a crossroad. which way do i go? i can't make a decision
long nights...wide awake in the empty darkness. dreading... the alarm that waits at the dawn of day. i'm anxious... for all the things that i want from
what the fuck is really going on with me? i'm not a creature in a circus freak show. really like to be. don't feel sorry but there's always pity here
a different pain when the axe falls on you watching hurt from far away. can only make us blue. my life is only mine and no one really cares if every
i'm not angry I'm through being mad, i'm done feeling sorry after you hurt me so bad: Don't try thinking about me cause i'm already gone. not saying
she spent her nights next to years of deception, and he sees a girl to him fifty summers ago and again his hands tearing apart. sometimes i felt that
take me back to yesterday, tomorrow's almost near. anticipation factors in decision everywhere. anger fills the mood right now. there's no more novelties
this is a little story about a lazy old man. it's been years and years and years gone by without a solid plan. digging deep for motivation, why it seems
so you want to put everybody down, you don't like the way that anybody sounds. if you don't like it here then why you come around if you've got nothing
here i am in the back again, whispers something to a friend. plays the songs like he knew his own, walk away you're all alone. separated it's hard for
there ain't shit on tv, i got no new pornography. i got to find a reason to want to stay alive. not a word is heard i said, i might as well just stay
has the power and he's going nowhere, what is left to ruin? to the start of something, i'm not buying, i expect the ruins. you can take my isolation,
hey you asshole! standing over there. in the corner bringing all you cheer to me. so what, you to try hard to make your friends insecurities, it keeps
apocalypse at my fingertips, i can't distinguish what is real. push the plunger in the warm rush begins. i'm noddin' off at the wheel. things haven't
