Cause I don't appreciatePeople whoDon't appreciate
They keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V.And you think you're so clever and classless and freeBut you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
He'd like you to join the club that likes to saythere's no such thing as love ...
Don't bother asking for explanation, she'll just tell you that she came, in the year of the cat.
I've been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they're real I've been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures are All I can feelReme...
Even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you. Even I, sick and depraved, a traveler to the grave, I would never be you.
Because you wear a uniform, a smelly uniform...and so you think you can be rude to me.
Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.No hope, no harm; just another false alarm
Life is a journey, not a destination; there are no mistakes, just chances we've taken.
Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.
So don't you worry your pretty little mind because people throw rocks at things that shine. [Ours]
One difference between poetry and lyrics is that lyrics sort of fade into the background. They fade on the page and live on the stage when set to music.
We are small but we are manyWe are many we are smallWe were here before you roseWe will be here when you fall
God, I want to dream again, take me where I've never been! I want to go there, this time I'm not scared! Now I am unbreakable, it's unmistakable! No one can touch me, nothing can stop me!
Better take the keys and drive forever. Staying won't put these futures back together. All the perfect drugs and superheroes wouldn't be enough to bring me back to zero.
Satan rejected my soul; as low as he goes,he never quite goes this low.
With the world's fate resting on your shoulder - you're gonna need someone on your side.You can't do it by yourself any longer - you're gonna need someone on your side.
I still don't belong to anyone - I am mine.
In the land of Gods and MonstersI was an AngelLiving in the garden of evilScrewed up, scared, doing anything that I neededShining like a fiery beaconYou got that medicine I needFame, Liquor, Love give...
Sometimes I get tired of pins and needlesFacades are fire on the skinAnd I'm growing find of broken people As I see that I'm one of them