Come on let me hold you touch you feel you Kiss you taste you all night So here I am I'm trying So here I am are you ready I've been here before a few times And I'm quite aware we're dying And your hands they shake with goodbyes And I'll take you back if

Rule Number One Always be aware of your surroundings And peep all exits Stay and move to the next shit Rule Number Two Love no one that don't love you And if the shit come down Then you know your way around

Boat to an island on the wall Shooting season's open To be aware Future singing in the field A hand striking in slow motion To care, or not to care To be there In the distant and uncertain In an old Iberian hotel room

This being human is a guest house Every morning a new arrival A joy, a depression, a meanness Some momentary awareness comes As an unexpected visitor Welcome and entertain them all! Be grateful for whoever comes Because each has been sent as a guide

They'll never know we give no warning We set a trap they took the bait It's under crimson skies hell's horizon Our trap will spring Unaware of our presence they'll be marching Straight to their doom We are prepared for war ready to fire

None of thy empty gods, shall ever stand above me My awareness, catalyst, of godhate I have spawned Mightiest Self! Cast out of Thy Elysium With blood of Nazarene I write the story of man Two thousand years Is nothing though it has been enough Come forth

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

Shape by the clearest blue Like it always was Just another time we're caught inside Every open eye Holding on tightly to the sides Never quite learning why Whenever I feel it coming on You can be well aware If ever I try to push you away

Stop! in the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Baby, baby, I'm aware of where you go Each time you leave my door I watch you walk down the street Knowing your other love you'll meet This time before you run to her Leaving me alone and

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every