I want to succeed, Is this a good quality, I wonder what's next, Nothing. More and more it's an animal, Waiting to be seen, Faced with someone's failures
: Will not be shaken, And jump into this, And be pursuasive, just carry on. Make my mind up, to go though this, Or be firm and sit in silence. 'Cause
: They say freak, When you're singled out, The red, well it filters through. So lay down, the threat is real, When his sight goes red again. Seeing
: High up on you, you display, Good traits, though few. We've found, time alone will tell. This disease, keeps me holding me down. Try to run, when
would, Replace that with I never will, Beyond the facts held in your face, Ignore the facts beyond your nose, Saying it's too late, What a man's got he
: Grab thy hand and walk. Through... Through... Through... Through... Bring me your time, How I long for release. Shown, presently, Reveals a man,
I feel a break down, I don't care if it shows up, I'm praying this for you, 'Til it's answered I'll say. Now it seems there's a choice, That began with
: I like having hurt, So send the pain below where I need it, You used to beg me to take care of things, And smile at the thought of me failing. But
High up on you, you display, Good traits, though few. We've found, time alone will tell. This disease, keeps me holding me down. Try to run, when near
Broad, is this sea The salt, enters the wounds My take, on you is simple So heal, your fear To heal, your fear Time, spent waking off shore The calm,
will never belong to me. Like a leach, I hold on as if we belonged, To some precious pure dream. Cast off, you've seen what's beneath, Now fail me.
Grab thy hand and walk. Through... Through... Through... Through... Bring me your time, How I long for release. Shown, presently, Reveals a man, to
lose the sun. But don't make this out, to be more, Than it isn't behind every lie. There's a burden within. Yes you're my son. This suffering, That's
They say freak, When you're singled out, The red, well it filters through. So lay down, the threat is real, When his sight goes red again. Seeing red
want to succeed, Is this a good quality, I wonder what's next, Nothing. More and more it's an animal, Waiting to be seen, Faced with someone's
I like having hurt, So send the pain below where I need it, You used to beg me to take care of things, And smile at the thought of me failing. But long
, I want to succeed, Is this a good quality, I wonder what's next, Nothing. More and more it's an animal, Waiting to be seen, Faced with someone's failures