Quarter past midnight, Sittin' here in the moonlight No offense my dear I hope you know Tonight I write... to you. There's a question, and a conversation
All this time alone, I could not go home, Artificial friend, You reap what you sew, You said, It was the middle of something else, I love, That you lose
you know that I cannot turn away!!! Watch your mouth when you're talking back! With broken heart that you never could fix! When my broken home is about to fall
A fall from grace, forever preserving these days we'd waste, and never leaving this place where we'd stay, remember... We're worker bees, we're worker
Look, now just because we can't seem to get along without breaking the rules, Doesn't mean we can't walk on the wild side. It doesn't mean we can't
ve grown indifferent, sideways, Like I've seen you before. (Wake Up!) The clock strikes twelve. Can your hear the bells, these Hearts kiss and tell!!! (Fall
Raise up!! To the Isenguard walls, the deeper the cuts, the harder they fall. Taking back our rights, the last will of the night. I swear on all my
Yeah! I hear that dark masked voice that I thought I only dreamt about. It tells all of my fears to everyone else, and conveys it's wants to me, (
your gun. Do you feel safe now? Do you feel secure huh!? What is that you say!? With your false pretense, with your face rock hard... Things fall right
it safe. (come running home, come running home!!) Her heart, in my hands, it's too bad. no regrets... I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling
None of this has changed, when we all look the same. Addicted to the one that left you, we can't forget you. We colonized in war, predicting many more
Girl): Pick me up around 8:00, and make sure you're not late! I'll wear my dress with white lace, Tonight you can crash at my place... (Boy): And she
Saliva swapping tonsil hockey trollop, (A misconstructed vivacious sedative.) Accompanied by operatic coitus, Accompanied by mal de mer, (And a jaded
Waiting on my confidence To feel the knife run through Tear you down and leave you here Cast your fears aside She was nothing more than a game to me
to find your own way home The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year-old boy Shot dead in March with a robbery His brother started out to hell and to ruin Troy
make it safe. (Come running home! Come running home!) Her heart in my hands, it's too bad, no regrets... I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling
every thing was right until you came in and ran your dirty mouth spouting out anecdotes??? of nastiness and then indulge yourself attracting on to anyone
You can't take hold of me! I gave up everything! The photograph reveals the life, we once had! You can't take hold of me! I gave up everything! You