matter with you, Cosette? Have you been too much on your own? So many things unclear So many things unknown. In my life There are so many questions
your life like you dreamed? Here I am Trying to find my way I've kissed so many frogs, but I've never found a prince I think they lied I was promised
here Too many people to ache over Trials in life, questions of us existing here Don't wanna die alone Without you here, please tell me What we have is real Silence
tha realish niggaz cry and when you left, part of me died too And who ever knew Kevin like I knew Kevin shhh ya'll would cry too just think'n about
through the day Send all your senses far away Slow down I'll whisper words You don't want to hear It's too late but it's now or never How many times
aside here and watch you pass Strikin' up a soldier's song, I know that tune It begs too many questions and answers too Banana Republic, Septic Isle
want. Freedom from choice. "Let's Have A War" There's so many of us, So many of us, So many, there's so many, there's so many Let's have a war, So
i have spent far too many nights wondering what wrong did i do was it something i said or did my silence haunt you never meant for you to question didn
new leader and protector of the restored Book of Magica. The choice seemed a simple one. Challis had resurrected the populace and the Book, but many questioned
was nowhere left to hide Too slow was their reaction They were thrown back off their feet Their throats were filled with panic As they stared as harsh defeat Too
trembling arms She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far She wavered on the threshold
in hell I hear maggots swarm by my side What is this place? Many questions for my mind I'm trapped... in darkness underneath a pile of cadavers I cry... in silence
much to learn, so much to see So many things to explore Too little I know, am I a being Or just a failure at all Please heal my pain The silence of
Ex, ex ex, ex I never thought that we would break up for the better Should've never made the promises to each other So many things I should've said that
Too many yesterdays ago Music bound unlikely souls in nature Not the same a common ground was walked A friendship that defied cliche Then a question
I can feel the high of ecstasy... We tripped...walking down the aisle of destiny. Respectful sexually, because see...I understood. And I don't know too many
all rebuilding to make you repeat it all One more dose, another sip A few pills at the most Breaking this silence Of this secure nature, not enough rest Wondering as you sit and question