opening the old doors Rooms with pain stained on the walls and floors Once broken now restored The truth is found where we find ourselves Floating in the spaces
re opening the old doors Rooms with pain stained on the walls and floors Once broken now restored The truth is found where we find ourselves Floating in the spaces
and sex. Come join on my quest, So just step in on my world, I'd like to welcome you to Webby's world. Come and drift in space Bring you to a different
t matter who you are Under the surface trying to break through Deciphering the codes in you I need a compass, draw me a map I'm on the top, I can
the dawn of old? What if lost desire cant be found? No shelter, no barriers between Whats already inside Retreats when the surface folds We wear our lives On
: Obey the voice of your heart Move to the sound Of the underground Focused on infinity Infirm of purpose Underneath the surface Make the pace Feel
poetical education [U.G.] Aiyo, my layer floats on air atop the mountains A sip from the mystic fountain gives me powers To run on top of flowers across
' the forecast Somethin's coming this way But it's takin' forever I'm too tired to maintain that I'm slow Been a scratch on the surface Been a clog in
blazing outlines of a bombed city, the outlying areas dotted with flaming craters and fleeing refuges I vomited out the window and led our battalion on a blazing attack on
unknown vessel sent out armed forces appearing to be machines to invade ear th. The air and almost the entire surface is now under their control. Research on
emotion gives her away People learn their lines And they act out their part Then they talk on cue But it's got no heart It's all on the surface And
the surface Coming close to you Driving itself in your space Fighting for June Fighting for you Enemies, enemies of June is you Enemies of June Walking across the surface
shadow, my shining covering, my name. The graven names are not their names, but ours. Expectation, endlessly engraved, is a question to beg. Blemishes on exposed surfaces
cock Wait wait unless you check me In case mate stay on your PC [x2] Now every body wants to go and be on the my space But what they just fail to realize
Slow dancing on the boulevard In the quiet moments while the city's still dark Sleepwalking through the summer rain and the tired spaces You could hear
be alright I'm out the door but let me stay just one more night CHORUS (It might seem) It seems like I'm in love (On the surface) But that'
me happily clappin Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno Crack my fingers on pianos I torture you with orchestra tackle on
you kissed me on the face Question mark, space I know you're with me underneath the star-scape Treadmill, pick up our pace Head-start on a jet in a car