There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the heat of the rolling world can be turned away An enchanted moment and it sees me through It's enough
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness stirs and wakes imagination Silently the senses abandon their defenses Slowly, gently, night unfurls
It starts in the theater A night of encounters If I hadn't been there If not for a cigarette And you could see it change Look past the blinding light
Liquid phantom fields of motion For those who cannot see the future Like masked sands of deception The wave of the future foundation Green fields
Summon the spirits, listen the wind Look into flames, listen your mind Study great arts, be sure what you do Collect the parts of puzzle so huge Mind
You'll make it up, you'll tell a lie. Pretend you're real, go on and try. Praise yourself. It's all ok, it gets easier, it gets easier. So take your
(Andy Sears) Charade, caprice Risque, Affectedly chic En role, 'Au Naturel' The show is over-- On with the show As the make-up breaks up Out of the crack
You've got me shaking from the way you're talkin' My heart is breakin', but there's no use cryin' What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes If
(chorus) Lock the doors and board the windows so that nobody knows where we are, we are hiding from the world! (verse1) Take me with you becouse im
(chorus) who are you? are you my savior? shes had it your dramatic now your running away who are you? are you my savior? i've confused decay for love
(verse1) what the hell is that black shit on your teeth? what the fuck have you been eating? it must come from the lusty lies that you try to hide yourself
(verse) its cold! why arent the embers falling from the stars? i can see your face, so why arent you with me in my arms? im becoming numb, i can barely
I'm so nervous it shake the fingertips that are coursing through your hair. With those lovely lips that are made to kiss oh you put me in a spin. You'
L'existence n'est qu'une grande piece de theatre Que quelqu'un parsemerait de tentations douceatres Une piece de comedie ecrite par un fou Et jouee toutes
Dance for me bitch For you will surely die What is the point of screaming No one can hear you cry You'r trapped in my hell And you will do as I say the
In the shallow holes of a thousand eyes In the knee deep graves of future survivors The fleshless guests live off children of the past And their aging
scratch scratch, should be there I dig the vision of rotting corpses and I'm pouting in the corner five more minutes, and we'll all be dead five more
Baby I know there's people out there starving Baby don't go, you got the wrong idea Baby don't say there's people out there laughing Baby that way it'