Say your prayers little one Don't forget my son To include everyone I tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin 'Til the sandman he comes Sleep
Where do I take this pain of mine? I run but it stays right by my side So tear me open and pour me out There's things inside that scream and shout And
Yeah, I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you I'm gonna be the one who breaks you Put the screws into ya, yeah, my way Yeah, come on, come on, come and
Outta my way, outta my day Outta your mind and into mine Into no one, into not one Into your step but outta time Head strong, what's wrong? I've already
The man takes another bullet He keeps them all within He must seek, no matter how it hurts So don't fool again He thinks the answer's cold and in his
Open doors, so I walk inside Close my eyes, find my place to hide And I shake as I take it in Let the show begin Open my eyes Just to have them close
I'm diggin' my way Yes, I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay Yes, I'm pushin' to stay with somethin
Wish I may, wish I might Have this, I wish tonight Are you satisfied? Dig for gold, dig for fame You dig to make your name Are you pacified? All the
And now I wait my whole lifetime For you And now I wait my whole lifetime For you I ride the dirt, I ride the tide For you I search the outside, search
1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 Mama, she has taught me well Told me when I was young ?Son, your life's an open book Don't close it 'fore it's done? The brightest
Forgive me father For I have sinned Find me guilty of the life I feel within When I'm branded this mark of shame Should I look down, disgraced Or straight
Good day, how do? And I send a smile to you Don't waste, waste your breath And I won't waste my hate on you Ain't gonna waste my hate Ain't gonna waste
[Incomprehensible] Oh, poor twisted me Oh, poor twisted me I feast on sympathy I chew on suffer Yeah, I chew on agony Swallow whole the pain Oh, it'
Stories start, quiet town Small town boy, big time frown Never talks, never plays Different path, lost his way The streets are red, red I'm afraid There
The cerebrum has suffered massive and reparable damage You never know what has happened to him If I have not been sure of this, I would not have permitted
Make his fight on the hills in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray On they fight for their right
Slaves, Hebrews born to serve To the Pharaoh Heed to his every word Live in fear Faith, of the unknown one The deliverer Wait, something must be done
Guilty as charged but damn it, it ain't right There's someone else controlling me Death in the air, strapped in the electric chair This can't be happening