: The sun rises to another day My constitution keeps changing 'Til it slips away So I lie awake and stare My mind thinking, just wandering Is anybody
: The rage in my eyes Could have compared to the eye of a sun Then rain Took it's course through the hands of the Son Repent for all time The world
: Toung-tied, wrist wrist, and wanting Looks like you might bite, you might bite Breathin in, breathin out, you're weakened The poison's hit your mind
: She wears a coat of color Loved by some, feared by others She's immortalized in young men's eyes Lust she breeds in the eyes of brothers Violent sons
: Riders on the storm. Riders on the storm. Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan. Riders
: Can you help me out? Can you let me a hand? It's safe to say that I'm stuck again Trapped between this life and the light I just can't figure out
: The rage in my eyes Could have compared to the eye of the sun Then rage Took it's course through the hands of the son Revenge for all time The world
: Oh, I didn't mean to yell But sometimes I get beside myself And oh, I didn't mean to rush you But time keeps pushing so much Oh, time keeps pushing
: He said he's falling to pieces Fighting the boy and the man Over his shoulder there was freedom But consciousness has tied his hands Embodied youth
: Please come love I think I'm falling Holding on to all I think is safe It seems I've found the road to no where And i'm trying to escape I yelled
: Lines form on my face and hands Lines form from the ups and down I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man I'm eighteen and I don
: Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, we're going to the roadhouse, gonna
: Hurray for a child That makes it through If there's any way Because the answer lies in you They're laid to rest Before they know just what to do Their
: (feat Maynard From Tool/) It's been a long day at the bottom of the hill, she died of a broken heart. She told me I was living in the past, drinking
: To what do I owe this gift my friend? My life, my love, my soul? I've been dancing with the devil way too long And it's making me grow old Making me
: Don't cry victim to me Everything we are and used to be is buried and gone Now its my turn to speak Its my turn to expose and release whats been killing
: Ed Kowalczyk: Born with your back to the girl that Spit you out on the riverbed And with who? me? You better back up fool I bet you took a gun to
: My anger is blood from the oldest stone And I'm not the only one What I face tomorrow, never face alone Take what should be mine For you justice