[?] I have an empty soul It's a warning I feel that you should know It's a warning If you leave, if you leave What am I? I will follow, I will follow
I know it hurts, what you believe: That everything is just as seems The walls are cracked, the road is long And I can't tell if their will is that strong
Catch the thief Bring him home so he won't ever Break in Give your hands To an enemy, smile and ask how They've been Your sewing machine, it won't slow
I see the children, I see all their scars I fear the monsters that don't know who they are When did this all start? When did this all start? When did
These walls were built for you Anmorata, Your secrets never die Your garden's never dry Feel it feed me Feel it feed me Feel it feed me Feel it feed
The pushers The shakers The feelers The fakers The loudness The silence The sweetness (The violence) My wings will pull me up into the sky [words
Irridescent eyes of the seahorse rise Treasure she loves Others dispise A shooting star shan't fall very far Dim fireflies held in glass jars April showers
Gather round to hear this tale A story which has grown old Torn of their pride Stars crash and collide The wrecking yard's grown cold They may laugh and
The color gray is a haunting colour And if my minds a web I'd weave in some more color Besides gray Life is redundant Not always verdant, so... Yellow
GATHER ROUND TO HEAR THIS TALE A STORY WHICH HAS GROWN OLD TORN OF THEIR PRIDE STARS CRASH AND COLLIDE THE WRECKING YARD GROWS COLD THEY MAY LAUGH AND
Wicked Exit signs, burning red Paying fines, move ahead Oh, I am the wicked one Stringing bells on your knees Decorate, so you please Oh, I am the
See all the faces Out walking in the street You will find the way to love See how they run See how they fly ooh wah wah wah ooh wah wah wah ooh ooh
You don't know how to start Just look inside your heart You know I feel confused I don't know what to choose You better take a stand And find out who
Witches They ride on broomsticks Ya know Angels use wings To catch the wind's blow And they're moving as far as they can And as fast as they can Skeleton
BROKEN PEOPLE, HOLLOW AND FEEBLE THEY'RE ROLLING UP THE HILL ROTTEN INGRATE, STUPID MISTAKE THEY'RE ROLLING UP THE HILL WISHING WELLS AND COCKLE SHELLS
I won't live forever where will I go will I miss the war will I miss the snow I love the way the water comes down like acid rain for when I'm gone they
We've been sailing All through sick skies Backbones breaking So we all lie We've been sailing All through sick skies Backbones breaking So we all lie
I don't feel good I don't sound good I don't look good I wish I was right I don't feel good I don't sound good I don't look good I wish I was right