No Feeling, I don't care No Feeling, What a fucking nightmare Dead Inside [x3] No future, I don't care What's the point in living? What's the point of
Breathe the breath of life, so I can leave this world behind. It only hurts just once. They're only broken bones. Hide the hate inside. [Chorus] Show
it eventually departs. And the truth is I've been dreaming of some tired, tranquil place where the weather won't get trapped inside my bones. And if all
bones And necks, pierced together from dead tissue Body parts crudely sewn, face is smashed to pulp drooling from an empty socket Brain half Dead Hungry
of crime Peeled black skin from broken bones Of angels cut from the nicks of time Festering faces with painted eyes The prettiest kept to be thrust inside
: Oh my god, I have the remedy for love I struck the glass and broke the bones inside my fist, but I'm ok I cannot change you, you'll never change I
And it'll be alright for me to carry you around with me. Shall I fold you like a dead poem and put you in a teacup with a crack and the broke off handle
me Something that you said will stay with me Long after you're dead and gone If flesh could crawl My skin would fall From off my bones And run away from
of ancient kings Days of glory are gone A mockery to the living souls Confined in darkness Trapped inside these walls Between their father's bones Stillborn
: Are you still lost tonight? Living but dead inside This is the proclamation This is the call to rise Are you abused alone Walking with broken bones
forget this I rob you put you on my hit list Under my nails are dirty look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine Being broker
light Warmed by the flame inside, The lasting memory of the ending night I never had a chance to stop what hit me... What broke my bones and mauled me
hour of morning?s light Warmed by the flame inside, The lasting memory of the ending night. I never had a chance to stop what hit me? What broke my bones
scattered dead from state to state I cut and slash as I attack a cornered victim soon to die broken bones a punctured eye into the morgue cold and dead
leg twitching But the body's not moving Those I hunt are Rotting in the grave and Crippled and broken Weeks left decaying Dead unburried I open up the
