For the end, the time I'm feeling host And I'm turning it around for you Lord, I feel I tried much more than most And I've done the things I wanted to
Breathing life, as true as honest work Breathing life, a truth for all it's worth You want to seem to be as fragile as can be I want to roll inside that
Hear your soothing comfort loud One knows, it's not too quiet All consuming circumstance Can lead to our dysfunction I see no life behind your weary
What this seems to be What this seems to be, is real All of my life is changing You're the enemy You're the enemy, I fear All of my life is changing
There's two arms you could break How low can you descend? Approach the subject kindly You've chosen to defend Those tears are not for real They're falling
See the hands that wave their last goodbye Talk with friends of God sometimes You'll see it's not that simple anymore somehow Don't say it's not that
Draußen wird's dunkel und i sitz zu Haus. Doch in mei'm Zimmer da halt i's kaum aus. Aber zum Glück gibt's an Fleck wo's mir g'fällt
Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull And now that I'm alone, this burst of light Fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror Your ill-bought
I've read you well I just want to get away Cos you used my love I just need to get away My trust in you has been abused My trust in you has been overused
I insist that you are in love my lover you passed out and I didnt even noticed I think in position when I see your eyes Froyd will be very,very,very mad
As fluorescents do They blink o'er the floor Of her majestic halls Yeah, they do I hear surf on kazoo I march with the militia of the mine Malicious
Again and again It winds slick/lix-like to have a fire site Perilous thorn in my brain Parasite nimble with convulsed streams of plasma Nestles, sure
Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. And now that I'm alone, this burst of light fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror. Your ill-bought
Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. And now that I'm alone, this burst of light fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror. Your ill-
HEAR YOUR SOOTHING COMFORT LOUD ONE KNOWS IT'S NOT TOO QUIET ALL CONSUMING CIRCUMSTANCE CAN LEAD TO OUR DYSFUNCTION I SEE NO LIFE BEHIND YOUR WEARY EYES
The skies are open before me The crowd of souls in sudden flight Hoping for prayers in the world Late repentant, no stain from hell I thought the
I want to I want to be someone else or I'll explode Floating upon this surface for the birds The birds The birds You want me? Fucking well come and find
Swell and swallow Licked by gray tongues of insatiable and greedy wolves There is no famine, no drought, nor dearth Many lifetimes away from sincerity