It keeps growing And I can feel it breathe I have been trying To behave myself It keeps growing And I can feel it breathe I have been trying To
waste You don't wanna get left behind cause it's all coming down right now How hard is it to see Put your faith in me 'Cause you wouldn't want to be nailed
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Say your name. Try to speak as clearly as you can. You know everything gets written down. Nod your head. Just in case they could be watching. With their
Say your name try to speak as clearly as you can even though everything gets written down Nod you head just in case they could be watching --- with their
You and I, we may look the same But we are very far apart There's bullet-holes where my compassion used to be And there is violence in my heart Into
Right now a big decision Violence as polished steel This is something different Don't know how big this feels No time for asking questions No time for
God have mercy on our souls God have mercy on our dirty little hearts We just wanted to know what it was like All we are worth is zeros and ones
I tried to stick myself through try to get to the other side I had to patch up the cracks and the holes that i had to hide For a little bit of time even
I pick things up I am a collector And things-well-things which tend to accumulate I have this net It drags behind me It picks up feelings For me
You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine Because you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and
The more that we take The paler we get I can't remember what it is We try to forget The tile on the floor So cold it could sting In your eyes it's a place
Watching all the insects marching all along Seem to know just right where they belong Smears a face reflecting in the chrome Hiding in the croud i'm all
I'm becoming less defined as days go by Fading away Well you might say I'm losing focus Kind adrifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
I believe I can see the future Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again That might have been a dream I think I used
Getting alittle erratic here And i dont know who to trust I guess they got a way of reading my mind I guess i gotta adjust Got my arms they flip flop
I should have listened to her So hard to keep control We kept on eating but Our bloated belly's still not full She gave us all she had but We went and