we spend so much time together you would think that we could talk about it you would think that we could try to work together just one time all of my
i am alive i am here i am now i acknowlege the fact of my life i am alive breathing walking and smiling acknowledge the fact of lmy life there's a big
they say that i'm insane i don't play their little games the crazy weasel doesn't ever leave his house creeps around his apartment watches tv on the couch
where were you last night when i needed you just to be around me for a while last night the worns crawled in the worms crawled out they tap-danced on
too many paths to choose from so many already gone too many chances to worry about what's done i'm tired of playing it over inside my head as if i will
once upon a time it thought i wouldn't see tomorrow fist clenched eyes wide open waiting for someone to follow alcohol and sedatives just kept it all
Linger If you, if you could return Don't let it burn,don't let it fade I'm sure I'm not being rude But it's just your attitude It's tearing me apart
passion emotion too concerned with looking like a fool action devotion sick of eveybody acting cool every morning i wake up and realize i don't have anymore
if you look at the world with an objective eye then it's obvious that things have gone all wrong in the world and you can't help but ask yourself is there
you walk down the street dare me to look playing the game by primitive rules what went so wrong that both of us care who wins this dispute it's hard to
static it almost has you begging for a gun to put to your head static cryogenics for the mind crawling for the safety of your bed static another strip
i am here not by choice but by my birth for so many years i doubted my own worth it's no coincidence i ended up where i'm at now i'm here to tell you
they say that i'm insane i don't play their little games the crazy weasel doesn't ever leave his house creeps around his apartment watches tv on the
Too many paths to choose from so many already gone too many chances to worry about what's done I'm tired of playing it over inside my head as if I will
If you, if you could return Don't let it burn,don't let it fade I'm sure I'm not being rude But it's just your attitude It's tearing me apart It's ruining
