Heres the chance to express your liberty noone but you can know what stepping down can mean despotic leader kills the bravest traitor on the street
Red carpet and rebellion makes ya wonder at these established ones they aint out to get ya cause your a mile .. away i heard a siren, a city warning
I step right off the edge Let the blood rush to my head I?m going down to where the lucky ones have bled I lift the veil up to reveal fascination And
Murder murder a ripe blood stain Pulled the fucking trigger cause Im sick of it all Murder murder a ripe fucking hate Pulled the fucking trigger cause
Open sky open ether open rise up inside i see it its true.. yeah its true open sky open ether all rise up in ether all rise up inside believe it its
Holy, Holy, Rocket I wanna be your sparket Holy, Holy, Rocket I wanna be your... Yeah, I'm okay Hey, It's to late Now's, the time And, It's okay Yeah
Spiderman, Spiderman, Does whatever a spider can Spins a web, any size, Catches thieves just like flies Look Out! Look Out! Here comes the Spiderman
Oh berlin your heart has been drawn and quartered again the east and the west were divided by a wall that staunched their freedom..well the wall came
Oh its set in 1848 in the crush of New York state and the thing about destiny is it never ever makes mistakes Susan B. Anthony Forever haunting me
Oh how my heart it sings suicide, Oh how my gallow sinks of black dye. Oh how my death march brings a tear to your eye, Oh how the noose it swings when
Holy eyes, I never knew id beg down at your feet Hold on tight I never knew id know much more than this open sky The wave of pain the scent of you is
Are you ready to be liberated On this sad side city streets Well the birds have been freed from their cages I got freedom and my youth My name is Brody
Start a riot, slash ya wrists red you want an answer? do you speak delinquently oh yeah? theres a message antagonist you want an answer? i bet you kill
[Originally by Blitz] Your sun is setting and the day is late As we walk over this wasteland of hate There's people getting angry in these darkest hours
We were young girls in a small world Im on your doorstep man Ringin your bell again Ringing your bell again Im sorry Gerti Rouge all that youre through
I am a death house haunted mirror Acerbic heart aint nothing pure in here I keep the memories of a broken you Sing sing the stories of a fractured few
[Originally by 13th Floor Elevator] You're gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets the dawn. You're gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets
I cant be this now Its not me anymore I really tried Ive tried Attempted suicide Fucking convulsing and Constantly denied Subcountaing me somewhere Inside