Was it me? Honestly. Torn away from my purity. Never look back and don't look ahead. At those lies that might be empty promises. It's the blood in your tears.
Funnel down straight through the clouds. Like an ever flowing stream. Like an ever flowing steam. Take a bite of the fruit of life. Cause the fruit of life is sweet.
I got the razor at my wrist. 'cause I can't resist. I've got this fever burnin' fist. That does as I wish. But when I get downtown. And see what's around.
I got the razor at my wrist. 'cause I can't resist. I've got this fever burnin' fist. That does as I wish. But when I get downtown. And see what's around.
It disturbs me to see that you're gorwing old. It concerns me to be the one you want to hold. Too busy running on fuel. Thand God you made it through.
From day one I could not comprehend. Was it us, was it me, or was it them?. Friends will come and go as it seems. And now I have no shoulder on which to lean.
There's blood on the floor. And you're not even moving. Don't really know if it's mine or yours. But you aint moving. Eyes are ide as you grin at me. You know there's a place that you'd rather be.
I look in the mirror and guess what I see. A baby blue eyed spirit who seeks your everything. My mind is chaotic, unless I choose to be free. Sometimes I just can't help myself, sometimes I just can't help myself.
Sea shells raise hell to the soles of my feet. Why don't you open your minds to the sweet?. I tripped and fell down.... . Falling down deeper, down deeper within.
We once were one but now we just are over. We'll talk things out, perhaps I'll lend my shoulder. Now none is waht we have become, we're falling. Where nobody knows, inside the unknown, still falling.
Yeah, sure, now you walk in! you walk in now, four o'clock! you're. One hour late for dinner! You know, the school called me today and told me. You'd been playing hooky. Do you know that? who do you think you are?.
A little older, little wiser. With every breath I learn just a little more. And with all I've seen, I've finally made up my mind. Enough of this world.
We've got the method of groove that grabbed your attention. Now that you're aware we're gonna give you the message. My father taught me many things. Living deaf, dumb, & blind will get you nothing.
In the stillness of the night my eyes are closed.. My mouth is wide.. I could see her face.. Her beautiful hair I could recognize.. . She looks at me cold..
If I knew what to do I'd do it.. If I knew where to go I'd get there someday.. If I knew where to fly I'd fly away, forget about life for a while.. But it never is that easy to just pick up and go and do as you're told like..
You give what you get. Nothing more and nothing less. Smile when needed to. Speak when spoken to. . I won't lead you astray. I won't lead you astray. Candyman....
I know my days are numbered. I've been in and out of phase. But these days keep passing me by. Good never comes my way. Try to sit back and relax. Try and think of something good.
I'm feeling like I'm still in the same old situation. I'm speaking but no one's listening, it's the same old conversation. But I know there's no hope.
I wonder how it would be if my mother was still around. The type of talk. The relationships we could have had. The three of us. Me, you, and dad. My mouth went dry.
And it was never enough. And it was never enough now. That heroin stuff. Traveling through Daddy's arm now. . Cuffed in that junk who knows if I would survive.