wanna live this way, free my soul of ridicule let it fly away. This is not the end! O0o0o0o jealousy, o0o0o0o jealousy Jealousy sits next to me it
and girly photographs masterpiece in ruin you're pantomime of old world courtesy you should have a degree for how-o-lotry you should be a hazard agent
chicks a month that mom get don't last Lil Sally still young she developing fast Oh, you thinking the same thing, it's a hell of a task Then it clicked
It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked
knocks I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock No time to waste, I broke out in haste The princess followed in a futile chase A
sets o'er the barley. And I'll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve. Oh Bridget O'Malley, you have my heart shaken With a hopeless desolation, I'd
is encased by a shimmering wall of writhing cerulean flame, A lambent flame far colder than the frozen surface upon which it dances... ??? THE HERALD OF ENLIGHTENMENT: And so, enrob'd
thou hast smiled O maiden, hear a maiden's pleading (Then, maiden, hear a maiden's prayer) O mother, hear a suppliant child, Ave Maria Ave Maria, stainless styled O
groom. We destroy all we create We'd rather send death and debt to our future Than love and technology. We live in a society with a fever for physical
To Her carriage reined to flee But She knew She must brave the night through Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon Like a murder of ravens in
.A.R.O.N. S.H.A.R.O.N. And its winter now but it was summer then S.H.A.R.O.N. S.H.A.R.O.N. And Again , And Again , And Again , And Again The last thing
incisions in their medulla No president, we have a ruler "You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will shoot ya" Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares
bed, with you in my head, haunting my mind I think of all we had, all the good and bad and all of the times We'd sit down and talk, sometimes till three or four o
she left, now my mind forever haunted with my mama's death, I asked my self how could this happen to me my mother o.d. 'cause my mama was a junkie. [
on Something's wrong [DMC] Gloom in the room Outside is the storm All alone in the crib Watchin the tube [Run] Yo-o-o-o is that what I think? Did
little children, a haunted dream Bright eyes, scared eyes, a silent scream Now why'd you make me hit you - he'd say Leave me alone I hate you - she'd
the road where I'd run away when I'd had enough All of these memories, haunting me I need to find a new way to be I need a new reason I'm searching