Let it out, let it out Feel the empty Space So insecure find the words and let it out Staring down, staring down Nothing comes to mind Find the place
Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. And he
Sone con muchas madrugadas, tenida la almohada de un rojo amanecer... Sone que no te despedias, diciendo poesias para no volver... Para no volver, Vendi
we wither and blow where the smoke goes closing my eyes to the sunlight withering tonight one thing is certain the rest is a lie one thing is certain
Near lifeless skin stretched Over a prone skeleton An image branded for all time Within my memory Pursuit began, seeking pleasure Delivered with a price
Writers: Doug Supernaw, Lonnie Atkinson Cold tile floors, a single bed The TV is her only company Out he door she sticks her head Thought she heard her
easy to understand the burials and the reasons why as flies feast on the remenance enhanced corrosion of its soul-like vessel as we all wither zero concessions
Nothing remains. Was there anything anyway? Why prolong the painful existence? Emptiness is not a reason for me to continue. How long until I end it all
Withered be the flower Long past it's prime and bloom Forgotten on the stony bed This silent hillside tomb For coppered be the grip Of this wooded land
where did summer go? left me to wonder when the bottle will tap out. and the sun will arise. i woke up yesterday with a hole in my chest...(yet i feel
Because it?s two in the morning And I?m feeling so ugly I've got this chip on my shoulder Keep my eyes spread wide open If you?d let me go Then I?d walk
Very Sad Sack is a sad bag Very, very sad Very Sad Sack Withered Hope says she is his friend, to the end But she doesn't like Very Sad Sack Today Withered
Take my eyes Compare your own damnation You are the same A fallen soul Breaking the soul, my words are worthless Fading through time, my confidence deceased
Another whole of nothing Fit to size Based on shattered Bit by shallow Jump the chance to prove them wrong Always passing the infinite With inquisition
LOTUS! [Violent j] Like a fuckin fantastic solar eclipse or comets passing The lotus is in bloom stopping time never ever lasting Like a velvet red sunset
Let it out, let it out, fill the empty space So insecure find the words and let it out Staring down, staring down, nothing comes to mind Find the place
This cruel old country has driven me down Teased me and lied, teased me and lied I've only sad stories to tell to this town My dreams have withered and
Once this shimmered like spaceships, in fogged rear, view glass, new voids bigger, sealed with elasto, plast and wither away, will it never reduce to