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| Date Modified | 2006-12-31 | | Added By | david | | Song | Where | | Lyrics | Behind these eyes there's nothing here for you
There's nothing that you can do, my dear, so I saved these for you:
A dream of forgotten anger
A subtle extraction from life
A whispered word as your heart turns cold
A poetry driven by strife
There is nothing here to believe in
A ship at sea
A lifting veil of monotony
A speck that is driven towards quality, but I steer it to me
A bitwise and roving messiah
A savior without a clue
A celebrity failure who sold his soul
A wild bitch from out of the blue
There is nothing here to believe in
These are the thoughts in my head
These are my wishes for death tonight
This is how I spend my time
This is what passes for life
Dreaming of death, but what does it feel like?
Eyes burn holes in the sky tonight
Catching my breath though nothing can be right
The minutes turn to hours and what chance can I fight?
It's too bad for those living in their own minds clutching at their memories and tearing out their eyes
Right now, I've got to bring it all out, retreat another level, and let pride take it down
Tonight, the death is in my wielding
While others turn to shielding, I have no intent of yielding this power
It's mine by right, but right's a funny word throughout this humorless night
Come quick
You make me sick
There is no time to argue this
The time is here
Complete the sphere and die |
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