по своим соображениям, Так я узнал о Теории Заблуждения. Как бы не был брат ты уверен, Везде имеет место заблуждение, Не спорь, проверь, по крайней мере
I can't stand the way you've forsaken me I see through the wicked games you've played with me Do you feel the suspicion stirring up? Can't you see that
I go through the pages of my own life, day by day Like a dream on the horizon, they seem so lost all led astray I see them passing away These feelings
If I could only get the tools The stimuli and the molecules Frozen moments in time I could be the archetype A credit to the genotype Re-program your
Dont' you give up and say that your stuck, surronded by foolish things Now that you've had, all that was bad I know now what I must bring, to all my
Don?t you give up and say that you?re stuck Surrounded by foolish things Now that you've had all that was bad I know now what I must bring To all my
Sometimes in anger we seem to forget All the wrongs that have been done to us We've done to others and regret, pull back You'll see the picture that much
With the blood of millions on your hands the human race is led astray by demons disguised as angels. The human race suffocates with prophecy that tells
Is this what happens when her forgiveness turns to loathing? overlooked are the emotions she left unguarded the key to her heart, is a dagger, the same
You give what you get Nothing more and nothing less Smile when needed to Speak when spoken to I won't lead you astray I won't lead you astray Candyman
So much time slipped away as if it meant nothing at all - I remember that night, we didn't know it would be our last. But now as I look back, an awkward
People they don't mean a thing to you They move right through you Just like your breath But sometimes I still think of you And I just wanted to Just
Good love, bad love Good love yeah My time, your time My time yeah 84,000 different delusions Take a ride in the car 84,000 different delusions Good
failure is not an option it's a state of mind dare to take chances now another misconception our eyes are burning out from staring our lies are all in
Hear the sad doctrine of lost ones again Ride on the furrow of despair Obey the factory until you meet the end To runaway you should not dare Supremacy
I held the rope so tightly As she climbed Down from her room We said we'd make our getaway Underneath the moon I always will remember The night that we
Once I, awash in a stream Waiting for wisdom to come Time there, was none to be found We stood in the wake of delusion Cleansed with the news I travelled