we all call for change. it becomes automatic. your wasting my time by apologizing. i've come to expect this little from you. it all ends in tears anyway
short hand operation. my body lays exposed on the operating table. one blind eye pulled from the stems. the other frantically recalls memories like news
Eyes looking through me Some curvature, I don't know Dining the black mine A night could only rectify doubt The newest form, like cherry red Black eyes
who needs God when you're like me? i'm driving off a cliff. i got everything in technology. i'm driving off a cliff. why should i brake my zone of comfort
Some people believe such stupid lies How can you not see? Studying the word every day But you still manage to deceive The masses feel good Raised there
gurgling, gasping for air. i need the breath of life. the breath of life. the breath of life. i am weak from the fight and i can still hear them celebrating
Go Thank You Jesus for giving me such a blessing She's the most beautiful to me, full of intelligence You can see God has given her to me, yeah And forever
i just can't understand why you do what you do. walk around with textbook. science built up inside your head through and through. don't care about anything
I'm justified, I'm sanctified in you I'm nothing less Torn apart inside myself A dripping bloody mess I need your love, your strength to guide Facing
did you see it? could you sense the tension? thickness was building, yet for a surprise crimson starlight. your chanting my curse. it's a lovesick dead
one i love and trust. i pray for your salvation. what more to do? forgive, forget. you made a mistake. God knows all mine. listen to His love. hear Him pound
Victory draws closer As death comes in around me The cracks in your face reveal Everything I thought was true The lies of me and you The song quickens
Instumental with unclear sample at the beginning...
The need to realize Shot, shot, shot, blank Staring down the barrel of my arm Shot, shot, shot, dead It's over drawn black Shot, shot, shot, red No restrictions
the eye of the tiger. the eye of the tiger. olay! olay! olay! olay! messin' with this spirituality is like playing with a bull. tuggin' on it's horn.
sound mockery regaining speed, transfixed on absolution. attempting to overthrow through blind manipulation. a picture perfect memory so real. surveillance
Heart ripped indecision, my pain Death, breaking, decaying Twisting my inside while trying Enduring cause failing Hope fleeting diminished Lost cound
i'll tell, tell ya when we get there. i got a problem, it wasn't always there. suddenly my room mates are drinking, drinking way, way, way, way too much
