All to be the ones, the original,. The conscience laden, conquerer,. (conscience laden x2). Pass... us by.. . Forcast new wave edition, the prenumb. stable grounded individuals (x2).
I want to sing into your eyes. Your dilated eyes die, criminal die. . Are you the kind of man that would. Hold your breath to part. With your lungs?. .
We drove these streets. heads to shoulders, heads to shoulders. Existing to tell the tales of letting go. And now were strangled to tears on the fallback.
Babeeeeeeee!. Babeeeeeeee!. Please baby not another stare. I've been in that trance before. Those burning eyes half-glazed with tints of fury and resentment.