in this pain I'm feeling Pouring rain hits my face Stay on this course we've plotted Trust in fate will guide me home I live day by day, alone still
your corrupt ways had finally made you blind I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes don't look into mine. The priest wore black on the seventh day
flesh, to a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. A young figure sits still by a pool, he's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery
you try hit the drums Look, oo you see me ma They wish they could be me ma As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia Seventh grade, it was cursed
very final day For what seemed only just a moment in time Seven solemn flying silvered regal horses rode by Seven golden chariots in tow, a wonder to
the very final day For what seemed only just a moment in time Seven solemn flying silvered regal horses rode by Seven golden chariots in tow, a wonder
the streets in a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all round Ort the very last day A Unicorn headed the Mystical way Surrounded by
, why don't you try hit the drums Look, you see me ma, they wish they could be me ma As I got better, her body was eaten by Leukemia Seventh grade, it
it, pay attention, here we go Ahh, pleasant day in Egypt, I say Say, what is this? A tisket, a tasket I wonder what's in that basket Sweet Daddy strolled by
wild and frightening at the same time they are blessed and I wonder if God died, turned his back or only just rested. And you walked out on the seventh day
corrupt ways had finally made you blind I can't remember your face anymore Your mouth has changed, your eyes don't look into mine The priest wore black on the seventh day
of your friends seem to be trapped in the maze You narrow your associates down to the few you can stand And even they sometimes wonder what's going on
'll never feel this way again, again These are the lives we are measured by Heaven help us to answer why Every minute of every day they die Waiting and wondering
play And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die Caught strays from A.K's in the drive by Swollen pride and homicide don't coincide
