sometimes words are the only thing that keep me alive
on this dead end street still spiting rhymes
hearing crows laughin at the ones with death in there eyes
surgically implant catastrophic smiles
sometimes it's hard to find the true feeling inside
with all the countless numbers in cars drivin by
it's makin me wonder will I go insane and die
just tryin to find a reason and it's no where to be found
just a bunch of dead suicidal clowns in this twisted circus your on the carnival ride that makes
you wanna die ha.... there I said it again spitin the same fuckin rhyme the jokers flipped the shit
now goin insane this time how long can we play our little game
just make the connection open your doors of perception
to the window in your mind rainbow nightmares and dark sunshine with mathematical rhyme
lets make illusions reality contemplate who we are border line insanity it' all over now
something has spoken inside of me to ask the question are you truly free
wakin up every mornin nine to five just to stay alive wakin up with tired blood shot eyes
breakin all the clocks then it starts to rain how long can we maintain and stay sane all we need is
someone to blame is it fame or you name you want them to know or is the storm coming and there's
know where to go..
count the dead body's in the alleyway it's the latest t.v. reality what the fuck is profanity
I think it's vanity when the t.v.'s full of commercials that makes anorexics and stuck up chicks
what a lame stupid world full of macho dick's fuck all you critics I'd like to see you live it
not givin any credit to the one's that deserve it what about friends in the end
they'll probably transcend into demonic aliens witch is no fun coming strait from the asylum
lookin at the robot's playin there little rat race with there shield of anger on there pretty
product face in slaving themselves to technology here comes the trilogy tune in next week
or what comes naturally mutated victims of wars atrocity cause war has no morality
the masses spent artillery
on this dead end street still spiting rhymes
hearing crows laughin at the ones with death in there eyes
surgically implant catastrophic smiles
sometimes it's hard to find the true feeling inside
with all the countless numbers in cars drivin by
it's makin me wonder will I go insane and die
just tryin to find a reason and it's no where to be found
just a bunch of dead suicidal clowns in this twisted circus your on the carnival ride that makes
you wanna die ha.... there I said it again spitin the same fuckin rhyme the jokers flipped the shit
now goin insane this time how long can we play our little game
just make the connection open your doors of perception
to the window in your mind rainbow nightmares and dark sunshine with mathematical rhyme
lets make illusions reality contemplate who we are border line insanity it' all over now
something has spoken inside of me to ask the question are you truly free
wakin up every mornin nine to five just to stay alive wakin up with tired blood shot eyes
breakin all the clocks then it starts to rain how long can we maintain and stay sane all we need is
someone to blame is it fame or you name you want them to know or is the storm coming and there's
know where to go..
count the dead body's in the alleyway it's the latest t.v. reality what the fuck is profanity
I think it's vanity when the t.v.'s full of commercials that makes anorexics and stuck up chicks
what a lame stupid world full of macho dick's fuck all you critics I'd like to see you live it
not givin any credit to the one's that deserve it what about friends in the end
they'll probably transcend into demonic aliens witch is no fun coming strait from the asylum
lookin at the robot's playin there little rat race with there shield of anger on there pretty
product face in slaving themselves to technology here comes the trilogy tune in next week
or what comes naturally mutated victims of wars atrocity cause war has no morality
the masses spent artillery
