I was told to love you I was told to try I was born to save you I was born to die I'll always be your scapegoat You'll never take the blame You never
Cycle down in the belly of the ocean Why'd he ever notice it as sucking up? Rise up and sound this state that Everything else in this world can be broken
She's crossing out the details And dusting off the picture frames, it's Saturday She's been waiting for the phone to ring She's been waiting all night
I rise from my trench Blood rushing in my head Out into no-man's land Out to join the dead Sick of living Unwilling to die Killing Just to stay alive
If I am alive this time next year Will I have arrived in time to share? Mine is about as good this far I'm still applied to what you are And I am joining
Sometimes those simple things won't turn the trick no more And our self-important dreams they all lie shattered on the floor Even the proletariat receives
Tu est l'odeur de mes sens Tu est l'odeur de la passion Tu est douce et tendre Tu va remplir mes sens Tu va remplir mon ame You are the scent of my senses
Smell the burning powder? There's danger in the air A voice from deep inside is telling you you must beware Then enemy is watching every step you take
All manner of malady come to be seen All manner of malady come to be seen Why do you call me at the door? You don't know me Why do you call me all the
Good news Hip-Hoppers The big alert has been called off It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong Now for that clan out there that had
Solid shades of passions lie With countless eyes to stare your sleep Wallow in terror of nights fetal embrace Cold tongues taste the fear A dark vision
I could not repay in one lifetime All the love you gave me You've become such a woman Still you let me call you baby I love you now and I always will
In the West Virginia hills there must be ten thousand still And they found the biggest one outside of Blue Field A little peaceful country town nothing
Takeoff into orbit on a red-light rocket machine I'm trying to hold my horses you know what I mean Cosmic sky sisters saying they're here to please Serving
I know it was the best winter you ever had But you can?t live there any longer Cause it?s dead and forgotten And growing further away With every passing
I'd like to stay and introduce myself to you And all your friends who tell you what you do is good I fall down laughing as they offer you their gratitude
If I am alive this time next year, will I have arrived in time to share? And mine is about as good this far. And I'm still applied to what you are.