I've said this before no matter how hard I try. I can't stop being bored while this world passes by. A resignation for me. These people, they just have no meaning. We've lost it all in hopeless dreaming. Well I've just lost my grip! Paint it black and

I am a shadow slipping into the abyss A part of me that will never leave Just to remind me of who I have grown to be Pulling me side to side It won't forget me I'm watching where I step So I don't fall between the cracks An anti-pattern in disbelief I

Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I've been Move swift, all senses clean Off through the new day's mist I run Off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb We shift pulsing with

All your eyes have ever seen All you've ever heard Is etched upon my memory I spoken through my words All that I take with me Is all you've left behind We're sharing one eternity Living in two minds Linked by an endless thread

How do I live? How do I breathe? When you're not here I'm suffocating I want to feel love, run through my blood Tell me is this where I give it all up? For you I have to risk it all 'Cause the writing's on the wall If I risk it all Could you break my

You better sit back down 'Til you hold your ground You better put that down Behave little boy I am on a binge I'm losing all my friends I'm losing in the end It's your turn to learn to fight

(Now you must have never heard of what she did for you) And your priority, it must be heard 'Cause we'll never be the way we were There's so much that I could never say to your face Bye, bye now You should know the world and all its ways so find your

And if you really love me won't you tell me Then I won't have to be Playing around Playing around no You call my name Ooh so sweet To make your kiss incomplete When your mood is clear You quickly change your ways

So just take my hand, you know that I will never leave your side. Slow down, we've got time left to be lazy All the kids have bloomed from babies into flowers in our eyes. We've got fifty good years left to spend out in the garden I don't care to beg

Processed, diluted Virtually unrecognizable I was lost there, no direction A scattered void I'm on to you Your evil game The tables have turned