I didn't do it So you'll let me leave, won't you? Out of towners and their children Watched us when we went to kill some Wolverines who tried to hide
Deep in the dark of the forest came calls of sound from the wolverine As they danced their wicked dance round the fire in a dead trance Raising the chalice
hopes rise. desire. build something out of nothing. happiness in the distance. built this for you. only good intentions. feeling this in the distance.
on my back i lay it down for plenty these bones to crack i'll scream til it's empty i learn how to dance with the dog she's clandestine i'll spit for
On my back I lay it down for plenty These bones to crack I?ll scream till it's empty I learn how to dance with the dog She's clandestine I?ll
I didn't do it So you'll let me leave, won't you? Out-of-towners and their chlldren Watched us when we went to kill some Wolverines who tried to hide
The beast inside you feeds on your insecurity It thrives on remnants of the fear from behind all alone You are lost in his dungeon, you stumble and bleed
How come I don' know where to go? It seems all I've ever knows is gone My dream has finally ended After this there's nothing more for me All my life I
This insecure state... a constant struggle There's someone inside you staring back at me Is it this sleepy town, or is it just me? Is it just me? Is it
All the things we do when no one is watching All the things we say when no one listens In times of solitude we find ourselves... I think it's funny, I
A time, a hope, a place, a love, a start, a work A mold, a change, a move, a pin, a fight A loss, a turn, a light, a birth, an end... Walked into a house
It all just slipped away although I tried so hard to hold on And all those times we failed echo through this loss of mine I find it kind of strange that
Worn out eyes revealing an old and tired mind Battered through years and years of merciless abuse Facing this assault of ours is tearing me apart Watching
Sweet little Sarah, dressed in innocence Trying hard to hide the tears running down her face Sweet little Sarah, all scared inside In the middle of a
"Oh what a ride... I can't believe it... Felt so free... inside... A new beginning? Dare I believe it? My friends advise me to step inside..." She's
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Upon a cold floor in a filthy room In a river of blood she cries... she cries And artwork of pain And the brushstrokes are red Fighting the emptiness
