about how to get to know yourself A shirt you adopted used to be mine These are some of the things you left behind Paintings painted by a man you knew, someone you
heart is all that's left behind. The lie of you has been besieged. Cut you in two and reduce you to dust, pitiful lamb of betray and disgust, Overlook you
evil behind a dead end wall there's nothing left to see we just need a chance to stop and break away if you're blind and deaf you'll never realize what
back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red and white and blue but it's too deep for you to
there's no trace under your pillow i have left a spine oh the things we do when you're away i saw the message that you wrote in the sand dismembered hints
re nailed shut and boarded up so you can't see You'll love the light show, oh, I'm sure you'll think it's swell When they go off, you're welcome to my
and only i have got the key forget the windows they're nailed shut and boarded up so you can't see you'll love the light show oh, i'm sure you'll think
crooked things, I smell your DNA Stab me, take me down, you know you'll never get your way Taint your world You're so far away from where you think you
must have nailed it shut." They tugged at the flap again. "My God, you need a power drill to get this thing opened." They pulled again. "You can't get
now you have to clear it Niggaz talkin' shit like lyric records, I ain't tryin' to hear it Even if I'm deaf no mouth, one fuckin' ear left You think
needs And if ever you do wrong I'm right behind you If ever you may sin, count me in If that devil doubt should come to find you Count on me and you
You came, you saw, you conquered as a woman of your word. so to say farewell like Judas is a thing I find absurd. You shook my world- (you sucked me in
When the present is pain There is only one left thing the truth use the truth use the truth USE THE TRUTH ! But sometimes (I) recall what's left behind
, [STEPMOTHER] You, Cinderella, the Festival? You wish to go to the Festival? [FLORINDA] What, you, Cinderella, the Festival? The Festival?! [LUCINDA] What, you
go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red and white and blue but it's too deep for you
change And that's not a bad price for a one way ride On a morning train I give you my devotion You left me heartsick Oh, you couldn't have hurt me more
