| COLD would the red snow turn blue from cold? undoubtedly so the blood runs blue through my veins and through yours... FLAG (politician killer) lets write a rulebook for a piece of cloth cant you stay for dinner? cant you stay forever? can i ask too much? its back to the sea with you in and out just like(with) the rain. ChAoS give me the K in a "ch" C-H this politician killers scoped down on me. THE LAST STAND death to july ill stab you to death, you fucking bastard. two can play at your game silently ill sneak up wrap my wrist around your mouth then THRUST, JAB, RIP AND STAB murder never felt so great. revenge, extra rare. see this: my reflection, this knife blade look what ive become. cant regress, shouldnt want to just need you. "together till the end" you said july just took me over time had the last laugh !time had my last laugh! REJUVINATION CHAMBER theres a hint of red on my hands matches the crimson tinted ground if i could just get up.. higher... higher... ah yes, thats better what a view oh dear, now my player is red and i cant explain this pain in my chest perhaps the answers written in the sky or echoing through these wires why yes moonman, id love to dance dont mind the hounds of hell beckoning me down i can stay awhile lon- oh, im sorry, now your suit is stained why do you keep pointing at my chest? oh, oh, wellt hat explains the pain the raging WAR again my brain has a new friend, hello nostalgia ill just lie down then and fade into the music and the night... THE BIG CONCERN the air keeps me sane or insane as everyone else is concerned. as everyone else is concerned...theyre concerned APPARENTLY....theyre concerned. about you. tick. stop. tock. start. tick. STOP. ring in. stop. cash out. start. ring in. STOP. apparently theyre concerned about US.? BABY DOE a woman is drowning herself to death a bottle of forgotten and a woman is drowning to death we look to who for answers and all we get is "baby doe" |
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| these are the words i will use most often at shows for now. i may or may not though, who knows, depends on the mood that night. | |||||||||
| CRIMSON this is not a restoration this is not your devistation this is not your vegetation this is an outback unattack panning in left to back back to front i am not the one you hunt. we were screaming through the night "ALL IS LOST! ALL IS WON! ALL IS ONE! DUST AND DIRT! WE'RE ALL ONE!" we're all lost. crimson trees and crimson streets. pavement hearts for pavement heads. deadly tones through deadly phones. your tone is green. your tone is red. this is not my restoration declaration. |
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