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Test // Nowhere // Scylla: Helens Face // Low and Behold // The Birds they do fly // Che // Turnaround // You Don't Know // Backwards Glance // Speedcrash // Storm // Caught in the Alleyway // Open Day at the Hatefest
It's a shame I'm the same All the rest In too deep Thoughts, I've worked long and hard And I've convinced myself To depart, to depart Laughed When I wanted to cry And I've lived When I wanted to die It's a shame *** (To be brave is such a/In search of) stepping stone(s) *** To feel when you're just ash and bone It's a shame It's the world who'll get the love Well How long will it take Earn myself a Golden handshake, golden handshake Cause I worked when I wanted to sleep And I run when I'm in too deep The truth is such a subtle thing To fear the questions that it brings It's a shame It's the world who'll get the love I'm the same All the rest In too deep
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Fire Fire burning bright in the darkness of the night It casts its glow on everyone cause it whistles clear loud and true For the blackness is no fool when daybreak is its only sun While the angel sleeps, the rest are nowhere to be found While the wicked speak, the devil's nowhere nowhere nowhere Tinkle tinkle go to the bell Fire burnt and London fell An end must come to all this fun You'll see me rising up and above the fog I see my house, my love, my dog There growing for the world to see They're growing there for you and me The harder you run the less you achieve The more that you give the less you receive While the angel sleeps the rest are nowhere to be found While the wicked speak, the devil's nowhere nowhere nowhere Fire fire burning bright in the darkness of the night.
I should look on Helen's face in hell when I issue my last breath, The stories they will tell They'll say men can be bad but so can women Men won't say that women swim in oceans of truth In your own in your own in your own time you will realise Should've seen the look on Helen's face as she fell, but she succumbed to him and her soul she will sell There is no reason that has a meaning There is no reason that has a meaning I should look on Helen's face in hell We're all guilty T/Dip our toes but remain aloof
It never rains but it pours On a sleepy town, north of New York It's an old old score It's a cold cold world How we gloat at others' misfortune A nation of reptiles given to nothing It's an old old score It's a cold cold world Tainted you could say but never frightened For it is not in my nature I was born of stronger stuff Lies and deceit will never be enough It's just cause and effect Effect and frustration that leads to desperation And eventual separation It's an old old score La La La La La La La It never rains A nation of reptiles Given to nothing
It's 8:55 There's no one left alive I am on my own or so I dream In an endless search I came across no one No animal cry but the birds they do fly Forgotten what occurred Lost all I heard I haven't got a home or so it seems I haven't got a home or so it seems In an endless stream I came across no one No animal cry but the birds they do fly
You want to hurt me To make me feel what you feel You want to tear me till I bleed at at the seam You're so sick of what you live under You take it to extremes So sick of what you waste, that you can't even dream But I know it's the picture you're after You want to trap me like a fly on the wall Then you call me useless For finding the cause You're so tired of all you left hidden It falls into obscene So tired of all the haste and what you could have been I'm not your slave You're not my master But I know it's the picture you're after This is all I need to know.
I can hear her in the background but she's a witch Because she knew it was me and she always did I'm just glad you listen even though it's not true I'm glad you're doing what you need to do We've all tried and all failed to turn you, turn you, turn you around You leave me hanging on the outside of an open line You never speak You're confident most of the time Take as much as you need Don't be shy We've all tried and all failed to turn you, turn you, turn you around I have waited an hour to get you on the phone Tell you the good news before you left home I HOPE YOU GET WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WORKING FOR It will be right for you it will be right for you Though it won't fit.
I'm sick of you my sickly friend I used to think on you I could depend Now I know to my power The truth of it, the day and the hour You can trust me, you can trust me I'm your ally, I'm your alibi I'm rid of you my tricky friend There was a time when you and I could pretend But now I know to my shame that there's no reason there's no blame You don't know your destiny yet You're too wrapped up in what you think That's all you want to hear That's all you want to share You don't know your destiny yet You don't know, you don't know, you don't know You're too wrapped up in what you think You don't know, you don't know, you don't know Yeh Yeh Yeh you can trust me.
With a backwards glance I said goodbye Saw the regret in your eyes It's too late now to change the truth While we're living under the same roof It's a ruse of yours to alter perception, manipulate a violent situation For your own gain With my tits in the air I'm strong and proud You'll see me laughing out loud On a crowded street In the summer heat We'll all be there so come and share It's a ruse of yours to alter perception, manipulate a vital situation To your own gain and your own needs and your own fear And your own tears Seek and destroy, smile and obey It's a ruse of yours to spoil perfection, manipulate a violent situation Fo ryour own gain and your own needs and your own fear And your own tears Seek and destroy, smile and obey
Clear around the bend, faster on the lane, there's a crisis up ahead Slow it down again, there's a crisis up ahead Slow it down again You're in the best of hands or so you'd like to think My turning's up ahead and you don't even blink My turning's up ahead and you don't even blink I live for speed, hit the hidden heights Dial the secret code There's a crisis up ahead but you don't even blink There's a crisis up ahead but you don't even blink I live for speed You stay unaware without a care There's no response that's long gone You crave rapid lights, acid nights There's no respect That's long dead, it's long long dead.
You find yourself in the middle of a storm You thought you were hard but you've barely been formed See who you are as your future is faced It's not that far No step is retraced Today you're safe Tomorrow who knows Guarantees are fool's gold 34 turns to 43 See my mistakes Don't become me.
The wall is great, is grey The wall is flat as my head hits I hear the crack Smell the blood before it runs Feel the force before you lunge Feel the force before you come Caught in the alleyway, no way back Left in the gutter, a screwed up wrap
Lola, Lola, Lola Light my Marlboro you trainspotting bastard Is this what you really want, Cos I accept the invitation Lola, Lola, Lola Answer the question, listen to the voices Lola, Lola, Lola Answer the question, listen to the voices Lola, Lola, Lola Is that what you really want? Stand to attention Open your eyes Open your eyes Is this what you want What you really really want That's a clever lie I tied your tongue to the roof of your mouth It's on the roof of your mouth Chain your hands to the back of the chair Open day at the hatefest Open day at the hate fest Lola, Lola, Lola I will shout and you will hear me You must know me It's saturday morning Saturday morning Lola, Lola, Lola Tie your tongue to the back of your mouth Open your eyes Open your eyes I accept the situation, I accept the invitation You speak of questions unanswered It's just a minute of time phase Is this what you want What you really really want Chain your hands to the back of the chair It's a tricky business It's a tricky tricky business It's just a minute Open day at the hate fest Honey, Honey, Honey Honey, Honey it's just a minute.
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