Pushing forward, past the depths. Feared forever,come undone. The only end, the one to come. The foreseen exalter of, life. Come anchors of society
The Beauty of the Mountains, of which I can not describe. God help us live a life worthy, help me show others the way. I know i'm not what I wanted,
You will never win this war set out. You will never win this war, I said. Till the end of time. The carrier, I will not be. Bury yourself in everything
This is where the best act is in town like ashes ashes they will all fall down they will all come and watch the play today you pray for this day we'll
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wipe down the combination to your heart Lost spinning round and round to watch it come apart I know the things you say and what
Get out the candlelight I'll strike the light to watch them ignite Why are people so frantic when they are so romantic Why are people in pain when we
I want the rich boy... I want the rich boy But the rich boy, he doesn't want me... I like the pretty girls... I like the pretty girls But the pretty
I took a stroll down a primrose lane on a clear blue day Everything seemed so perfectly placed Daises lined each manicured lawn Well groomed men walked
figure it out we can continue on such non-sense to fill the days and we wont speak of ugly things but when these lyrics come out youll scream at me one foots in your mouth, the other
Once a liar, always a liar. Once a cheater, always a cheater. Once a day you'll remember her death. Once you'll love but you'll love once too many.
there... i...don't...sleep...in this dead cold bed in a hotel room the color of her skin holes in the drapes spray beams of light strangling lovers, were we kidding each other
it) - this sinner's serenade This hate song (this self defecation) isn't helping anyone Save the sinner Save the sinner He knows not what he's done to himself What he's done to others
You seemed like such a smart young man. And your Fathers got a lot of friends. We didn't bother to check your references. We're a successful company.
s not a song about family, how the lack thereof can be crippling. It's not about, and it isn't true. These songs are getting smothered by the consideration of others
When the bitter end arrives, will we be at war or sadly, madly in love? Will we beg for one more night? Or will we have our bags packed waiting at the
Strung out on leaving One leg stretched for the curb The other one grounds itself against rebirth So the swallows will stay in the barn The finches left
Sitting on a bench in a park on a Saturday night Waiting for the sun to arise to show me what I've missed in my life Isn't it beautiful to envy their
