be at the moment I am broken parts sure of only weaknesses With nothing left to show, no illusions left to hide behind Burning clean has been both agony and absolute
I'm crawling out of my skin I hope I get under yours So many times before But you still wanna know why I won't just lay down and die What did you expect
And in the dark The same old scars Wake me up to bleed again When it's done Will the new day sun Burn what's left of me to mend Will you know my name
Near the gateway to Mojave I saw a place Both beautiful and blistering And cruel and cold the same The sun was like a lion Bearing down upon its prey
A careless leper Too comfortable in his own world To notice the the older wounds Have new infections With new intentions Darkness settled in behind me
at the moment. i am broken parts sure of only weaknesses with nothing left to show no illusions left to hide behind. burning clean has been both agony and absolute
these lights...this city under their waves my mind begins to drift away such malice...beneath beauty would send anyone looking for a safer place
thought about what you said and i'm not sorry for a thing you do not understand this or what it means to me cannot discard this as emotion this
like a favorite slave, who's learned to hide behind the chains your presence sickens me, i'm trying to tell you something born into your bonds, played
i'm crawling out of my skin i hope i get under yours so many times before but you still wanna know why i won't just lay down and die what did you
a careless leper too comfortable in his own world to notice the the older wounds have new infections with new intentions darkness settled in behind
and in the dark the same old scars wake me up to bleed again when it's done will the new day sun burn what's left of me to mend will you know
the sun, the air, the faithful crashing of waves carefree comforted knowing eyes watched over me even now i taste the salt on my lips being dried by
near the gateway to mojave i saw a place both beautiful and blistering and cruel and cold the same the sun was like a lion bearing down upon its
the pain will come with the morning sun will the night betray the day blistered skin withered from within scratch to shed this shell away will
