Erase this from my heart The coldness in the words I speak Fake the smile, ignore the guilt Choking on the lies you've lied Cut the smile right off your
all else fails - will you follow me to mine?? Subjected to your deity Now dejected from society Detained in hypocrisy As you pull the trigger - and fail
to pull the trigger 'Cause there's a hole in my heart getting bigger And everything I'll ever be, I've been And I need someone to pull the trigger So
I'm weird I know I'm weird, I'm crazy Now feel your backbone shiver Lucky thing for you, babe, I'm so lazy But I'm gonna pull your trigger Look over
to sticky Love, love, I'm a trigger hippie, yeah Love, love, love we're trigger hippies, yeah Love, love, I'm a trigger hippie, yeah Love, love, love we're trigger
the beat And then you'll be feeling Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger happy Trigger
I'll cast a thousand votes and write a thousand books And thoughts of mine still won't be heard You can create a priceless art that seldom ever hear
standing with bare backs against structures built strongly of good faith, add lies. subtract some care. obligation becomes optional and they collapse.
Failure! This holds no promises or look what I have dones It's holding onto something and that something's probably flawed I don't want a gullet full
Work hard, play nice then send your souls to paradise That's your choice, one beekeeper, several billion bees My honey quota will land me a spot inside
one planet, one chance and look what happened. the prophecies of doom are beginning to turn true. human, it wont be long until your clock is dead and
It's like a tidal wave inside my brain eroding every thought away Blindfolded, I try spear gun down my own tail of blame Intelligentsia, mediums, media
Let 'em hear you in the back. The muffled whispers from the back of the hall resonate right through the crowd. The wall of sound takes aim and quickly
There's a kid within my head with a hatchet to my nerves Rebellion fills the songs he sings and, this much I deserve With every hack at synaptic gaps
not american, barely north american. ten thousand years of history (but hey, who's counting anyway?) dissolved and forgotten in just over five hundred
breathe in. kindle the fire. a new plague now living so deep inside. this pharaoh's found in the mirrors on our walls. war. the addicts scream war yet
Exhaustion takes the wheel and separates situations into delusions Rip apart the clouds and point fingers in my face Shouting, a??everything will stay
One time was not enough. Fourteen and lost, combing through the jungle sounds. The taste hit buds and got stuck like a desert island citizen. Irony settles