not People-they try to mock the rightous In turn they will be slain Bleach me into the color you wish (x2) You're out of touch and out of key Bleach me
I start with a simple question, "What is Love?" Is it a state of mind, or an emotion? This blood soaked love letter shows I'd rather die They will pay
Awake from the bark of the trees splintered so long ago Become the opposite of choice by hacking rationality to pieces Become the opposite of choice
Your eyes fade to black, your words fall to dust, your eyes fade to black as I walk away (x2) These streets are empty we must form a milita People revolt
not People-they try to mock the rightous In turn they will be slain Bleach me into the color you wish (x2) You're out of touch and out of key Bleach
Just fi get a forward or even couple grand [Chorus:] Roll out with mi hothead click Nah fi hid from di sun cah gangsta nuh bleach noo It's so cold pon
: The blonde in the bleachers She flips her hair for you Above the loudspeakers You start to fall She follows you home But you miss living alone You
: Bell on door ring; 'come on in' Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down in [the] chair, don't be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I
: If you wouldn't mind I would like to blew If you wouldn't mind I would like to loose If you wouldn't care I would like to leave If you wouldn't mind
: At feeding time She pushed food through the door And I crawl towards the crack of light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking
: This is out of our reach (x3) and it's grown This is getting to be (x3) drone I'm a negative creep (x3) and I'm stoned! I'm a negative creep (x3) and
: (x4) Won't you believe it It's just my luck (x3) No recess (x4) Won't you believe it It's just my luck (x3) No recess (x8) You're in high school
: Fill me in on your new vision Wake me up with indecision Help me trust your mighty wisdom Yes I eat cow - I am not proud. Show me how you question
: In my eyes, I'm not lazy In my face, It's not over In your room, I'm not older In your eyes, I'm not worth it Gimme back my alcohol (x7) Heal a million
: Big cheese - make me Mine says, "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Mine says, what to say? Black is black, no trading back We were enemies
: (x3) They lead a lifetime that is comfortable They travel far to keep their stomachs full They make their living off of arts and crafts The kind with
: Portray sincerity Act out of loyalty Defending your true country Wish away the pain Hand out lobotomies To save little families Surrealistic fantasy
