Take the sound from my head Take me down And empty out my heart Cos the nightmare is over Cos the nightmare is over Shape my face how you want to Drag
Nightmare Now your nightmare comes to life. Dragged you down below Down to the devils show To be his guest forever Peace of mind is less than never
(Now your nightmare comes to life) Dragged ya down below, Down to the Devil's show, To be his guest forever, (Peace of mind is less than never)! Hate
Close my eyes starting dreaming See a vision filled with wings Head my way Feel the presence of unknown power Telling me to come This is the only way
1, 2, 3 ooohh He drives a motorcycle, tattoo's everywhere He got a long wraped sheet, that's right my baby ain't scared And when he talks that talk, he
Once I had a dream, that worried me Like a drunken guillotine Lingering just above my head Why, why, why, why? Why was I born "The Nine" Cursed repeatedly
Well I rode a while, for a mile or so Down the road to the eighteenth avenue And the people I saw were the people I know And they all came down to take
Desperte entre una multitud abri los ojos y supe que algo iba mal me temblaron las rodillas como en una pesadilla de esas que te cuesta tanto avanzar
I should've known better not to wait around why did i come home because I hate it here I should've known better not to wait around I'm getting rid of
Ich hab meine Tante geschlachtet Meine Tante die war alt und schwach Ich hab bei ihr ubernachtet Und grub in ihren Kisten nach Darin fand ich goldene
Beware the bottled thoughts of angry young men Secret compartments hide all of the skeletons Little girl wants to make her home with him In the middle
Corre, dejalo atras no busques la razon, el miedo no acepta excusas, no tiene compasion. No dejes que te atrape a ti, huye de esta ilusion. Cuando una
Sleepin' at the top, nightmares of the bottom Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses We in in the same picture
Thoughts about you just won?t let me sleep at night Blinded by obsession and despair All you are is just synthetic paradise Steal my love from me without
Lie back and dream of me, Red death to set you free, We turn the screws to make you die, Soft flesh and razor blades, Golgotha,ace of spades, Steel needles
[I. Kilmister, E. Clarke, P. Taylor] [1979 Motor Music Ltd.] I want to be there I gotta see I want to feel it I want to watch you looking at me Oh you
What's the point of living in your mindless life? What's the point of living in your mindless life? What's the point of dying in your mindless death?
There's a nightmare in my closet, never went away And all the times I watched it slowly, growing up afraid Who was scared to turn and look when I was