(Written by A Human) 4 - "Lust" If somewhere out there, theres a woman for you, it's punker stacy. The perfect woman for me and you, but what would
hope and such delight. The chorus, the chimes, of the night; drip down my face, and cleanse my sight. The Earth is fresh, the city is gone, and i'm all
a Private Hell Lying in the dirt, with a mouthful of dust. Swoop down and scoop me out, pretty watchers from above. I'm far from a person, and I'm hours from a
by A Human) 2 - "Love" In a land of nowhere and a time of the past, there was a boy in shrouds of patches and black. If that boy had given up his home
fact that you'll never love again!" A father and son factory, making chemical bombs, and manufactured jeans. A pretty girl and a chemical vat, one sad story, and a
(Written by A Human) 7 - "Hope" Lie with me, In a field where we can stand. Ch: Six feet above any other man, and we won't be seen.
you, and my bond to you in the dark, and so I give up and wait for the day... for that girl to slide up to me and say... "Ecstasy, Agony, and Everything
young, and good lookin!' And we'll drink and we'll laugh, and we'll fight and we'll cry, and we'll try and we'll sigh, and we'll die another day, but
mermaid swam, guiding his hand, she smiled to their future, pulling this man, turned around and underwater screamed. Blood poured from his eyes and from his mouth, his human
(Written by A Human) 10 - "Remorse" Aroarah, I sit in a museum, a tribute to faux-pas, a lifetime of collection, but I'm sitting on death watch. My
the hallway, waiting for a stir. And to my surprise, such an instance occurs. A family in the room, farthest from my place. They're eating a meal and
old today, a birthday gift to me, a pair of bright blue eyes, that someday you will see. I've barely got ears and a little puppy nose, and at the end
a different land, and of the jokes we've heard over again, and again... Cuz it's, more than a street, a name, or a face, and while more trouble comes
that's human is long gone. Poor Azelia sighs, but she takes too long. She tried to say hello... but your dead and gone, so dead and gone, dead and gone
the bar stirring his ice and thinking, Man my sons girlfriend is hot, I wish I was his age, when did I grow up and whys my life so fucked up? Oh Pour
a hero, a symbol of freedom, compassion and hope. And when Christopher Reeves fell off that horse and broke his neck, we all said thats ironic, ka-click, and
, for someone else, by loving each and everyone around. People, tree, dog, and cat, brown yellow, red white and black. Because its by truth and kindness
from white lies, and white oppressors. Hundreds of people with nothing to eat, Their The Ones Really Oppressed, So Look At Your Feet! And when your all grown up(with a
