and lose my grip. I 'm throwing the towel in. I swear, I'm seeing red again. Fighting on to survive. Every inch feels like a mile. I scrape and claw
lap And fitted the stair to her gap And led her off the Astral plane Sculpting her features in flesh Her Alice eyes scan the mythical scene And
door When the chips are down, I'll be around With my undying Death-defying love from you envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers and pearls and
door When the chips are down, I'll be around With my undying death defying love for you Envy will hurt itself, let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love, flowers and pearls and
And you can deny this but I won't let you And you can defy this, it's not beneath you And we can try this but were we meant to? And this will define
without a fight They were screaming and yelling and scratching and clawing I was punching and hitting and kicking and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a scrap
promises Out the claw of corporate cogs and sprockets Now clogs off grommets Running from a rabid ring wraith click, basilisk, serpentine In and out of traffic jam and
door When the chips are down I'll be around with my undying Death defying love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling love flowers and pearls and
demonsa?¦the demons of mya?¦mind come to claw for table scraps tonight and when the demons the demons of my mind come to claw for table scraps tonight
Claws scrape closet doors And teeth eclipse nightmares There's a fear that burns inside When waking dreams have gone Spiders crawl along your spine And
Two Broken Claws We Scrape At The Ground For Hours I Buried This Sound In The Floor To Gain Control Of This Feeling (Amnesia) And This City's A Crowded Room And
of failure Infested with my future crumbs Of pleasure pain and fear and hatred And hunger for your helpless tongue With your naked back on gravel scraping And your claws
blind You let the scum of the Earth drag you down INTO THE SHITWORLD Bid the world an adios Your vital signs are comatose Yet inside you scrape and claw
Oh, I'm choking, I'm choking On the smoke from this burning house I claw and I scrape But I can't seem to get out But who then, who is this That's scratching
Oh, but at some point you've gotta come up for air You wipe the cocks and mud and dirt out of your hair You're blind and queasy with a growing sense