| Bad Acid Locked outside your door As you sit and watch your games. Decipher your intentions poor And I block all your names. I�ll take my trip to the sea And we�ll let the sun go down on angry hearts, To let you stay and ponder me, This is where it all starts. And while we�re sailing free I encounter this likeness once again, While the sky bleeds upon me I�m surrounded by the filth of drunken men. Well enough of your shit, I�ve had my fill of your games. Now that the fire has been lit Why don�t we go dance in the flames? I�ve made my choice, Why is it you question my desires? You�ve heard my voice In a sea full of liars. Ask you why you drink, You ask me why I don�t. I try and urge you to think, But you�ve convinced me you won�t. Bad acid, it never fails. Bad acid comes back from the grave. Bad acid under these sails. Bad acid, no time to be brave. Bad acid up on the deck. Bad acid out on the seas. Bad acid, when your life is a wreck. Bad acid, people laugh at your disease. |