I once fell in love with some sort of creature.
All the violent nature taught me how to pray.
Sometimes I try to be an honest man.
But the pressure of the blood is building in my brain.
All the windows and the doors learned how to shutter.
The innocence is something just too wrong.
The Technicolor of the loaded gun,
Something I’ve been waiting to see for very long.
When all passion is left said and done
Remember I was here when the war was won
You need to suffer learn and die
If you leave me lost behind
I’ll keep living on
All the stars in the sky
are not bright to us
We will down tear the four walls
break all the boards
All the salt in the sand,
have no count on us.
Just a headache,
in the roaring chorus.
Now the food in my mouth is tasting sweeter.
It reminds me of the days when I was young.
I’ve been around the world to see all that I have done.
To all the lines of the empty songs I sung.
When all passion is left said and done
Remember I was here when the war was won
You need to suffer learn and die
If you leave me lost behind
I’ll keep living on
All the stars in the sky
are not bright to us
We will down tear the four walls
break all the boards
All the salt in the sand,
have no count on us.
Just a headache,
in the roaring chorus.
The time I catch up with tomorrow
I will cut and fuck the night away.
Even if the rivers full of sorrow
I’ll wake up and float through the day.
The time I catch up with tomorrow
I will cut and fuck the night away.
Even if the rivers full of sorrow
I’ll wake up and float through the day.
All the stars in the sky
are not bright to us
We will down tear the four walls
break all the boards
All the salt in the sand,
have no count on us.
Just a headache,
in the roaring chorus.
