Maybe we'll move to new york city and then we'll celebrate "good bye" we?ll find a place that we can start a fight and feel good to be alive and so
At three in the morning we are in mourning Hallucinations end in collision Drug induced visions end in collision Casualties again Yeah we're faux pacifist
I can listen to the records from my younger years Pacify my bitter ears And revive the dead dinosaurs Me and Jamo rode two buses bound for Rockpile Sure
Can anybody hear me? Can any loser feel this way? Have you already won? Recognize your reckoning, Contemplate your grave mistakes, Have we already won
All that I know, things are going slow And we cannot forgo life on death row And I'll miss you Hail to the chief, abusing his control He could never
I thought the west was won but Seems I had just begun to Lose all ideals I once knew Mountains and transmutation Anxious anticipation These sodden skies
If you could feel your legs falling out Then you might find the strength to stand your ground Then you'd be close to them Then you'd be be close to God
Most the time it's the rat race On the road to find my face I will always lose the mask Tell the band to cart it back Coming up from landscape lows Coming
I don't like watching train wrecks, entranced by falling stars They are only needed when they fall apart Our life without scandal, nearly all routine
I can see your face move when you speak Focus on the space between your teeth, oh no Every word is unaccountable Everyone seems faultless before they
the lounge in an old suit you make them proud to crush you seems they like watching you burn just like the bridge you once traversed burn those bridges
All I want to follow thru Pattern-less cell tissue Hit the switch Light your long way home All I want, to find your child You and her reconciled Make
Rainy day, I'm counting sheep in May Woke up dreaming of the sun and the work you could have done Mid-life lent, I've come here to repent I'm a time-
