That would be hella nice Add some sugar to my spice I need to linger Places that you see Debris floating free I need to linger Everyplace you go Seldom meeting souls Quests of yet unknown Prioritising your goals I need to linger
White snow in your nose Now that's quite an hysteria Get around the hut And eat some raw meat with a nut You are living in Siberia! Time stopped flowing Like a water in a river, all life turned to ice This is far from an oasis or a paradise, That is no criteria.
I gonna write about that. Emptiness inside my soul And inside my head. No matter how many songs I sing or listen, No matter how many books and papers I read and study, I remain a Zen monster who is tardy To outline the vanity of it.
Falling over like a crow And preparing to drawn No hope, no self esteem That's what shows you lack the skills You need calluses on your mind Keep on fighting, keep on losing So one day you would leave All these loses far behind
It's no longer going to be enough Times are raw Times are rough Get your shit together Kick it in the nuts If life was at it, it would have your guts Fight like a titan for mounts of gold That's what titans are being served Or so I've been told.
You have seen the scene, And I saw it too, what is obscene... Life is like a swim in a pool of mud. I praise the universe I hadn't need to step through bodies And blood. World belongs to game changers Set the rules don't be a stranger.
I guess it's better than playing chess One little speck of truth One lie to sweeten the tooth What's the use? It's a mess. Now that I know where you go I tend to follow steadfast I don't care how high is the mast No, I know life isn't fair if you're slow...
With or without you Breaking into pieces yet again You were my only decent friend That allegory came to a bitter end. I ask myself oh why Do I even dare and try How come the knot is still there My gut to fill? I feel so empty and stuck.
Stay with me You'll be my Italy From Milano to Roma I will call you my seniora We will run and hide Break the law and at times abide To the rules of men who only slide. Maybe we will settle when We find a shore with a gentle tide.
Bad things happen To good people all the time, Nobody gives a damn Nobody puts a mind. Good and strong Prevail before it's too short Or too long, But weak fold and fall Without remorse from none to all.
Beautiful doesn't mean defenseless Look at the rose, it has thorns And as your blood flows When you grab it from its source You realize you should too Keep yourself from those who grab Your soul to overpower you.
Homicide stay inside. All the valleys full of snakes Family ties just stab you in the back, Try to get away. In and out you are played. Stay true to one man Who isn't taking that stupid bait Your truly bruised mister me, myself and I You so much hate.
Sweet emotion Pure devotion To the higher state Begin with minor To a smaller stake You will get to the empty gate. Just don't fall into the trap Of doing the same mistake. Cut through Armageddon For Buddha's and your own sake.
Creeping up the Devil Making your soul slide Creeping on the inside Making it all glide Secundus is one second away From restarting his own day Tie it up like a sailor Make the knot be a puzzle of the day.
I don't know any longer If my compass shows the right direction I don't know if I get stronger Because I'm so used to action... Pathetic is a life of a lier Not so the life of a writer. Life of a writer is an ominous Fight with thought about no action.
No matter how hard I try No matter how often I nourish my 'why' I'll still be this weird kid with an idea That I thought it was worth for to die Every little step I make Turns into misdirection Every little wall that break Being scrapped and built as a bigger one. I don't know any longer If my compass shows the right direction I don't know if I get stronger Because I'm so used to action... Pathetic is a life of a lier Not so the life of a writer. Life of a writer is an ominous Fight with thought about no action.