Some people like watching a lamb in a lion? s den. They want me to bow down my head and give in to the end. They keep on singing the same old song. They got the tune right but the words are all wrong.
When you came into the room. You didn? t walk in through the door. You didn? t steal through the window. And neither did you rise up through the floor.
I'm the destroyer, I'm the destroyer. I live in your fingers I'm not from your heaven. Look into the eyes of a child. And a million men have fought to keep the light that will go.
Read her name to me. Just one young girl. And her tragedy following her. Fists and threats. . He forgets they were the world. And he is misery. And when she sings her beauty stings.
First time on earth, going to have to tell you how to laugh. Smile like a star, a young disaster, you fist fight yourself. Like look for the thread, try to keep the gloves above your head.
I feel like my feet have forgotten the way to your door. I have my hands and my words but what are they for?. And you said, you thought I was cute but I'm just a cut flower.