I can't feel the warmth from the gestures that are
Everything in your life is explained away
As part of a
Sensing that this is a dark day
I remember when the
We're cool we're different
And we hate things
Yeah we hate things
We
To wallow in pain
Used to make me feel like I
The old mans been stealin she's holdin the greevin for
I listen to my babe inhale
I listen to my babe
Bathing in the sun
Chewed up by some bugs
Tearing through my
Do I feel love?
Oh boy do I feel love
I'm lonely
And
Silence cause I'm vain
Silence cause my mother thinks I'm beautiful
Silence
I don't wanna fight anyway
I don't wanna take the things
I'm in love with two sisters
Only weapons can decide
Whose bed
Wise is the one laughing from his grave
Poor is the
We’ve got these machines and they run automatic
They’ve got no
Giving in to lust
I'm gonna get sussed out now
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