Show your face, Pull down the sheets Engulfed in confliction, Once again. The gold curtain, Is no longer, Considered a shelter. The gold curtain, Is
We paint the city skylines gold With all the memories that we hold. Made with friends as close as blood But nothing will change the fact That this is
You are you and I am I, I do my thing and you do yours, I am not in this world to live up to your expectations And you are not in this world to live
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Our appetite for passion could,raise the dead alone Nothing can stop our hearts from where they flow, and one day your life will flash before your own
Why? You change yourself Into something different for no one Else's but the whole world's expectations You dug yourself Real deep this time So lose the
I remain hidden behind my hourglass. Oh God, Oh God, Does time move fast? Father time will you rescue me? My life is but a jukebox playing over the same
it's inside. wake up, neck braced to the wall. bound by chains that will never let go. cant feel my life. mind flashes before my eyes. torn from head
One last time We will stand At the foot Of the cross Where he made That last sacrifice For you and I You and I No, they will not take me alive For in
Along it's weighed out for you, It's weighed too much for you. Too many years. Take this to heart now, Consider this your warning You'll die Never more
Your vanity could bring me to my knees You radiate in your self-love I am the life you're afraid to charm My dear I mean no harm You have little and you
The hooded scoundrels await their death. We are of those chosen few. They bare the marks of the sin. They're nothing like us but they try to destroy our
It's inside. wake up, neck braced to the wall. bound by chains that will never let go. cant feel my life. mind flashes before my eyes. torn from head
Each with the hand in the act of murder We have all become slaves Covered in addictions and misfortunes Festered families and forgotten friendships Everything
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Stop, step back, I can hear, you screaming, feeding me decisions, that I can make, on my own, respect the demanded. One chance, one reality, to make
Stand up for what you believe, this is the future, stand up for what you believe, this is the future, in your hands. This is our anthem, we step this
Dying, world. Termination of sinless victims, freedom is abused by man, how many times must we tell ourselves, to stand for what we created. Yesterday
