Lyrics:
walkway
For the answer to nothing at all
Don't fall through the cracks
Made from your own scars
Look to the left and blind side
You always believe
Glorious king
True light and clarity
Almighty god of lord
If it pleases you
Faithful aid to my companion
For I have not seen him since
like you find it easy,
Naked to see,
Walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers,
Through the streets,
Every corner abandoned too soon,
Set down with due
the eternal sin in heaven and hell
I'm always with you the dream that
Steals your truth
In hell!
Where the death and pain unite
The fire still burns
final round
I never didn't bow down
Now I got to face the ground
I step into the arena, get blinded by light
The croud screams out: â??we wanna see you
Why am I always in a mood like this
I don't know, ain't no psychiatrist
This nagging feeling, that I've got won't quit
I feel no pain and I don't
she'll do is holler
Oh my life has become a country song
I've learned she can't resist me
By the way she always disses me
And comes to bed at night
Words, all words worth nothing with you
Mistaken meaning, a constantly spreading,
dreaded dark disease
Truth itself untrue to those who stop
feeling blue
I felt no real attention
Unsatisfied by youth
You brought up a lonely child
Without a human shape
Made the greatest sacrifice
Realized it
Used to be my Panic Room
The other side of me
Where I slept and woke by turns
And nothing seemed real
I was feeding on your life
Peering through
walk away
People like you
Find it easy
Naked to see
Walking on air
Hunting by the rivers
Through the streets
Every corner abandoned too soon
and it's quiet,
Bats and owls lay down beside it
Mourning doves breathe a sigh,
As the shadow passes by
[Chorus]
Well well well, it's so hard
This worlds too big for me
Keeps growing everyday
There's just no room for me
I think I'll runaway
What's with all this fucking competition
We
rise and we fall and stop do we all
We fight and we win
And we will live with ourselves
We know that life is war
We do what others want
They're always in
Running across the big, big mountain
There is no way to go
And, how many lives have
Reached their endings
Silently killed by the snowfall
beginning here
Her father was a coward with a monkey's tail
He's spitting on the flowers at
The gates of hell
I've been picking daisies by the carousel
She
In a pub they called The Bucket
In an alley off Main Street
That is where my mates and I
Would always go to meet
I haven’t seen a port for at
Least
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