down in a second How come now it seems that you no longer care? How can I live a life that seems no longer fair? Have we noticed yet that this is not
Some things melt away, As night dissolves to day Some things only stay, As silent darkness slowly kills me, Oooh I turn to you, And stir your blank expression
is in an office, not the arts. As for Miss Christine Daae ... No doubt she'll do her best - it's true her voice is good. She knows, though, should she
Mach force, blind the extorted style from the common dirty Destiny dream sighting, important as split the prints God shit the planet screaming "What on Earth is
Cuz Im on another planet Goddammit she cant stand it Cuz he spoil me like he Santa I make him ho ho ho While we crusin in my Phantom He catch a
'Bout) Peace Love And Understanding" As I walk on through this wicked world, Searching for light in the darkness of insanity, I ask myself, Is all hope lost? Is
course, me I'm stickin' to the plan Feel the movement, it's a whole new crew Fuck Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through Them faggots done did somethin
is almost at the PHANTOM's feet. A confrontation is imminent when CHRISTINE suddenly rushes across to RAOUL) CHRISTINE Raoul! Come back . . . (She pulls him away) PHANTOM
is in an office, not the arts. As for Miss Christine Daae . . . No doubt she'll do her best - it's true her voice is good. She knows, though, should
off course, me I'm stickin to the plan Feel the movement, it's a whole new crew FUCK Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through Them faggots done did
Only] Why am I the one with aches and pains still taking trains Making pays, taking great leaps of faith I'm the world's greatest durable mammal ain't nothing safe With the "Lime Green" phantom
missing and I don't know what it is Forlon satisfaction, admitting the selfish seal And the serpent's steel Directly from the ocean of flowers Visual contact, planet
is in an office, not the arts. As for Miss Christine Daae . . . No doubt she'll do her best - it's true her voice is good. She knows, though, should she
death! Come on, come on, monsieur Don't stop, don't stop! (Three more fireballs. RAOUL. is almost at the PHANTOM's feet. A confrontation is imminent