December 2009
The serpent knows, When the curtain falls, With denial's blindfold, He greets another day Don't believe the mask It adapts to any lie, A perfect ten, When reality caves in Don't tell me, Tell my gho
8...7...6...6...6...5...4...3...2...1... I’m a pop star threat and I’m not dead yet Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head Like a dead beat winner. I want to be a sinner An idolized bang for
To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines We toss and turn but don't sleep Each breath we take makes us thieves Like causes without rebels Just talk but prom
Hello I've waited here for you Everlong Tonight I throw myself into And out of the red out of her head she sang Come down and waste away with me Down with me Slow how you wanted it to be I'm over my
Another mission, the powers have called me away Another time to carry the colors again My motivation, an oath I've sworn to defend, To win the honor of coming back home again! No explanation will matt