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So
Pretty
Dreaming
of Tomorrow Lost Today
Hard
to Hold
Conspiracy
of Conformity
Stupid
Conversations
Who’s
Life is it…? Dead Beat
So
Pretty.
Sink into the abyss,
Push the button and watch
it slip,
As it falls away who knows
what we’ll find,
Oh I miss you but I will
go,
Blind,
You’re so f***ing compromising.
Oh I’m down and out down
and under,
Consumed by the whit lost
in the quickness,
Before I had so many choices,
Now all I have are the sirens
and your fucked up voices,
Compromising everything
you said.
Got your nine lives,
And your nine wives,
Yeah you’ve got everything
you need,
But somehow I slipped through
your grip,
Well maybe you just never
gave a shit because.
No you never lied,
No you never lied to me,
No you never lied,
Who wants some?
Who wants some?
Dreaming
of tomorrow Lost today.
Had a dream that I was flying
and I fell,
So now I don’t dream any
more,
Had a dream you watched
me watch you watch me sleeping,
Now I,
Why can’t I sleep any more?
Stop this s**t,
Tearing my life apart,
Stop this s**t,
Maybe I’m just lying in
the dark.
Standing on the edge of the
world,
Waiting for the wind to
blow me over,
You stand there with a glitter
in your eye,
And you push.
And we fell like angles into
nothingness,
We fell together cause.
Can’t you see were gonna
fall,
Why you see me,
Can’t you see were gonna
fall,
Like,
Everything that melts into
tears
Everything melts into tears.
Everything.
Well it gonna fall, Right down.
Hard
to Hold.
You came in and knocked
me to the floor,
I got up and you pushed
me through the door,
I hold on to you through
the window,
But you’re so far away that
I can’t reach you.
And I feel t slipping,
Slipping through mu hands,
You’re so hard.
Staring down at the ground
I look up and you’re gone,
Walking home I see the tell
tale signs of a red eyed dawn,
You said I had no right,
But please give me the will
to fight.
And I feel t slipping,
Slipping through mu hands,
You’re so hard.
And I feel t slipping,
Slipping through mu hands,
You’re so hard.
And my tears turn to ice
and they fall,
And I find that I never
really loved you at all,
All love is fleeting so
I guess that I’ll just wait,
For the fairytale to end,
And it slips,
And it slips.
And I feel t slipping,
Slipping through mu hands,
You’re so hard.
And I feel t slipping,
Slipping through mu hands,
You’re so hard.
Conspiracy
of conformity.
Black veil black wall,
Black soil made you toil,
Look down but over,
The horizon,
Can’t you see the machines
are fighting?
Ignorance is bliss,
Keeping on conforming,
Lift the veil up high,
Then you see me.
I pull the strings,
You are not talking to me.
You’re not listening,
You are not talking to me,
That voice inside your head
that’s me,
Talking, talking, talking
and talking,
Why the f**k won’t you listen.
Ignorance is bliss,
Keeping on conforming,
Lift the veil up high,
You’ll see conspiracy,
And the machines turn,
As the world burns,
And the hurt inside,
Oh god don’t let me die.
Stupid
conversations.
Comin’ at ya,
Schizophrenic, stereophonic,
Cause your calls don’t mean
s**t b***h,
I got no more time for it,
Who do you think you are
snap,
“I got the power”
You can’t mess with the
tower of power.
And time will fall and people
call,
But you don’t need that
s**t do you,
My thoughts flow and you
should know,
That time is a silent murderer,
And time ticks by you wonder
why,
Why you keep hearing.
Stupid conversations.
With no moral meaning to
your life.
I don’t need temptations,
But if I could start again
I would be,
So real.
This holy altar shines down,
But I don’t believe,
Time is my only weakness,
Falling like cupids arrow,
As the old man misses his
mark,
Causing grief, divorce,
loss of faith,
Greed, money, power,
Another holy trinity.
Whose
life is it…? Deadbeat.
Confused, wrecthed, aimless,
Asks you why these things
are so,
Diseased, distraught, disabled,
Bitter light that shines
on me,
Hard to digest, hard to
confess,
Hard to digest, hard to
confess,
Easier than forgiveness.
Whose life is it anyway?
As you look at yourself,
I hope you’re happy with,
You’re life, your s**t,
your b***h, your w***e,
Don’t you know that I have
to look in the mirror?
It’s such a sore sorry sight,
F****r.
Whose life is it anyway?