Here I am living, in this dying world I take another breath in, with another bill A slave to the system, I'd like to say no But who am I kidding, it's
There was no false perspective here She was so very sad and sickened In the name of art she was to be here Dying like all of the others? Nauseated, Jasmine
1-2-4-3 you've got your hand in torture 5-6-7-8 how does it make you feel? The mind slips, slips, slip, slipping Into the darkness, it is lifeless The
Life constructed by life What is your point? that you have a brilliant mind? Needless, destructive, experiments with your modern day colin clive In fear
I'm sorry that I'm the one here now to tell you This planet's fuse is lit, it's like a bomb I heard once, world peace... it can't be done I thought about
It's obvious your symptons You'd try to hide them I'd like to help you man But from you all I get are lies REMEMBER... WE SHARE... THE PAIN!!! Don't
Swimming...quickly in your sea of standards Drowning nerver truly living at all Beauty surrounds you But you gun for paradise none the less With your
Hey Mrs. Grossly...mistaken You old and weathered fallen angel how is it That you came To be here? Irresistibility played you...made You a fool Hey Mrs
They whispered his name again and again Listen to the tone like a hollwood persona An image so big don't you know... The legend of H. Gane Ciro Feared
Life's horrors wont sink us Ignorant words don't phase us If there is a chink in the armor, we hammor it out, and grow stronger from it Sacred Love will
Belittle our lives, make us feel small Toy with your strength, now we ae hitting the walls Stand over your victims are you happier now How does it feel
How much longer... can we keep up? Before we ru out of weapons To fight the plagues to come? For every virus, we seem to have a pill to pop But what then
I speak now of the merciless unseen An invisible force feeds, malevolent It's lokced up inside me I will never be free from the disease... It won't get
Temperatures rising Sapping all the life from once thriving energies Fearing failure Cause of the scheme to run from our enemy Let's look at the factors
You've give in, you've accepted Learned to embrace the rut The confines in which you exist You've all but given up Listen to me now my friend I'm giving
Shackled to greatness It's for your bet interests nothing less but the best my dear Dagged down this road of status by fools There has been sickness at
[Originally By David Bowie] Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This
I've spent 27 years chasing dream after dream some attained, some remain So I'll keep on in that direction Don't try to hold me back, or route me to another