stream that will find its course; I mean - some-a people think life is a dream So they making matters worse. But no matter what the crisis is; No matter what the crisis
Oh, it's so nice to see you all inside my dreamy little world And it's so nice to be with all you lovely little boys and girls Make yourself comfortable
little discipline For my pet genius My head is like lettuce Go on dig your thumbs in I cannot stop giving I'm thirty-something Sense of security Like pockets jingling Midlife crisis
on television Personality crisis, you got it while it was hot It's always hard to know when frustration, heartache is all you've got Oh, don't you worry, personality crisis
Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis I need you on my side 'Cause there's a crisis And you can't get away
's got greater pain Any crisis takes it's toll Then he'll get down Let the bad times roll You'll never go down fighting You'll just go down The Crisis
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Smiles cover the surface, As were forsaken on the inside. We have been for sometime. Conditions aren't shaping out as we hoped for, I lay horizontal
you got an identity crisis who are you and what do you believe and why do you care what i think well i believe that you're taking up space so make up
Space is always getting bigger time just keeps moving on Take your finger off the trigger you ain't gonna shoot that gun Roads are always leading somewhere
I'm so tired of the stupid games you play If I sat outside would you come watch me wait? If I had a gun and shot it at your face? Would you promise not
tu familia esta claro que las cosas no te van que la vida no se aprende por los libros y el amor donde lo buscas nunca esta el momento de la crisis ha
now just where the fuck have I gone. the days feel so old and cracked and your eyelids close-you shut me out. got run over by your words today, and everyone
He's an invader on a misson. Got a built - in weapon. Gotta stake his claim, Leave his mark, then go conquer all over again. He's becoming a weapon, A
seething in this red world I am nothing. thrown to the roadside I carry the death of the desert on my skin. have you looked into these eyes, feel the
...(you're so pale). the lines of your eyes are weathered. your broken arms can hold me no longer. (you're so pale) now I'm falling down faster. can't
I see shadows following me, Tripping on the edge of my dreams. Hanging on my fractured Reality. Suck Sucking me into cold death finality. I see vespers
