Pray for the day Your sentence awaits Inside your senses awake Cold harsh first light Face the trial failed in life Hold on, first light Face the trial
insane Pray for the day Your sentence awaits Inside your senses awake Cold harsh first light Face the trial failed in life Hold on, first light Face
you and left the place I?d known Now words have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored
Shrill as a choir of children Urgent like the first day of May False and inflatable feeling Tugs at my senses Big as the Macy's Parade One brick on top
time to the speed of sound I was lost 'til I heard the drums then I found my way 'Cause you can't stop the beat Ever since we first saw the light A
lost art of dying Only to lonely resent angels for flying Twisted, living off of each other's sickness like parasites This is paradise We've rediscovered the long-lost
her love was never for hire Disciplined, intellectual beauty's what I desire Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez Everyone told me, kickin' it to her was hopeless At first
shit, her love was never for hire Disciplined, intellectual beauty's what I desire Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez Everyone told me, kickin' it to her was hopeless At first
She has fled the fields of green And gave to her his soul and heart Where life was pure in a rustic dream Where her first love carved his name in the
cold December Shootin' fire from the hose Now turn off your lights 'Cause I'm not comin' home 'Til I'm delivered for the first time I was first-born to a parade
cold December shootin' fire from the hose Now turn off your lights 'Cause I'm not comin' home 'Til I'm delivered for the first time I was first-born to a parade
'll be gone No more lovin' out the door (out the door) No longer can we share The love that was never there When the moon has lost it's light and the
I'll be gone, no more loving after dawn (After dawn) No longer can we share the love that was never there When the moon has lost its light (Lost its light
, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and sigh. I am the moon and the sun, the rising and the setting, the first
are one You and I realize I did what you wanted me to The lack of pure souls And the fading light It's me, you blame First there was light Then came
Area shit mayne Y'knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, Game, spit that shit Hey yo, the kid still at it, woke up from that coma Seen hell came back and here comes my first
of destiny and the name of God And you can see them there, On Sunday morning They call it paradise I don't know why You call someplace paradise
