the empty space of a silent ballro… a closed bar with a piano, the lid… defused night comes from shaded li… from fake candles that hover in th… as a bleached dark angel takes you…
you lived out your gangster fantas… through association rather than ab… you mingled with the bigger fish and your small crew grew and thriv… making money hand over fist
you were something kind of special I stood quietly in your shadow in the hope of learning skills but girls didn’t want me they want… I’d watch and wait for a formula
With a snoring dog upon my lap I sit and reminisce of things gone… Of how my life has swapped and cha… And how my love has peaked and wan… Of how my youth has died and lived
acute, this pain that grips me alone I am again this world about me is ceaseless interminable it yells my cold name lingering emptiness cobwebs my ner…
And here we are at the day The smell of daylights decay, fres… Soon darkness will reign king and… And stars court jesters, inlaid, u… A torch lit beam of moonlights car…
before dead eyes i saw you in my room – dark and dim – cold, you were a fuzzy frail outline around an old photo frame, you stood perplexed– frozen
Your eyes shine into mine Taking my perception to another di… And I’m lost in your sea It floats me further than any vaca… Do you feel as I do, strange elec…
I’m not sure if its a warmth I ca… or if the energy in this house has… the universe lactates into this ro… a web of abject mental cruelty foa… I feel crushed by present events
money is now your god and it demands money as praise your humanity is mutating you create your own malaise wealth is your prison
through your bedroom window on the grounds outside your dorm was a tiny lake in a circle of tre… that caught moonlight and eerie fo… hours spent high as floating kites
got a weekend pass to let myself down the symmetry of simplicity will confuse and dumbfound got a head full of nothing
how these shadowed souls lie in wa… black eyes and dark fleshed hearts… like mannequins entombed in the gl… silent footsteps over broken glass… the truism of it all is a smotheri…
a rattling door handle from over t… rouses me from a nightmares grip o… that poor woman is at it again her ocd, her magic number must be… oh, here she goes again
12 34 12 34 intro the second chorus chords verse 1 bm g.… over the mountains I can see you f…
