grip her throat She begins to cry When you tear she will bleed more You don't care that she's screaming She was infected When will her pain go numb
need when all i really wanted was to have some fun (now im loosing my head)im telling you one thing your number one see i dont understand how your number
Young boy on the computer Young girl in her punk rock shoes Old man not a believer But what the hell is he gonna do School kids on their computers
Waited around for way too long. We all have to pass you if you don't move on. And I've got my sites set. No way I could miss with a perfect aim like this
I'm numb as a statue I may have to beg, borrow or steal Some feelings from you So I can have some feelings too I'm pale as a ghost You know what I love
Yo I could strike physically or mentally or I exist in you, I'm wit' you get your sense of the call I have no sense of humor, I vent, you must Stay the
keep up the laggin' No more attackin' my pride, never again hold it in I buck it once 'fore I duck, trick will get stuck to the vent No more of thinkin
my company Hang with my problems just as trouble predicted To cross the path as I laugh at the vic-ted No warmth for sure, the vents would spit average
vices like any other man Raise a boy to a cynic Take his love and then let it turn Into something passionate Something sick, something rabid And I vent
spreading rumors about my state You know how it goes around this place Now and then they just need someone to screw My senses numb but I could feel
Reach out, numb and I can't see Black out, guess I'm the one that cant breathe He's there layin and freezing, He's scared, venting releasing Rewind,
raining now i can geel the tears of now now venting passion and emotion keeps us spinning round and when that is gone its a grey numb song why are
just numb from the alcohol and the drugs but equally as intoxicated by my own fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone and dial the number
was like I'd known the thing all my life. I soon found it was the only way I could truly express myself. It was a way to vent all my frustrations and
with my problems just as trouble predicted to cross the path, as I laugh at the vic-ted No warmth for sure, the vents would spit average watchin devils
tongue leaving the numb they sprung When the bass hit the drum I'm breaking you off some Phenomenom never boy none I'm not the one Right behing tint with vents
spreading rumors about my state you know how it goes around this place, now and then they just need someone to screw. My senses numb but I could feel
like any other man. Raise a boy to a cynic. Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate. Something sick, something rabid. And I vent
