Claiming he's an innocent soul Son of a silent force Well under pressure but all so cold I better light the torch 'Cause he's able to do it again Degrade
This song was recorded in Jeff's bedroom in Louisiana when he was 17 years of age. Some of the sounds featured are his sister playing piano, his mother
Feelings fall from my fingertips Like wax dripping down candlesticks Express my love yes I did my best It drags me back to this emptiness Once again I
My, my, my, we?re treating each other just like strangers I can't ignore the significance of these changes But you can?t treat it lightly, and you?ll
A vulture. Titanic. Rubber bullet panic. Forced revolution. Put a bullet in me. In my head burning lead. Societal damage descend into madness. Bay of
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Giving birth to the A.I. was the biggest mistake the we made here true in our lives each day the past is just a present future don't want to think here