I can't tell you why your children are dying, but I can offer you my sympathy. And I can't show you where your children are buried, 'cause they're
We knew our stream would lead to a bigger stream And eventually the river, and out to the sea It never seemed like a possibility That we could go beyond
Waking from napping with a bad taste in your mouth. Wishing you were sleeping, you don't want to leave the house. Dripping from your dreaming of a habit
The best years of his life, is what he gave to you. Never late a day, he's been faithful and true. Putting out the tombstones and digging down the graves
You've been singing songs for all the wrong reasons. For reasons you're not at liberty to say. It wasn't to get rich or famous or get laid. Mainly you
When you're deep in a dark dungeon and the cleric's down and dying and you've taken all the potions you had left and you feel like you are doomed
Hey everything, fuck you i hate everything you do to me i despise every lie i've come to believe and i hate every evil thing that i see this juxtaposition
t you be happy? Oh me, oh me, oh me. Oh ghost, oh ghost, why won't you just die? Why won't you even try to move on? Oh ghost, oh ghost, why won't you
The first words that you ever said to me were "that's not my baby, that baby's japanese," and you begged the nurse to take me away and bring you the
The drugs you do were made by people who think in dollar signs, and thats not very punk of you, maybe you should change your mind, reconsider the whole
I will not sing another song for the dead because the dead, they are not listening. from now on all the songs that i sing will be songs sung for the
I broke my promise on a very sharp rock and i was possessed by something quite unfriendly and i was haunted by a demon in my sleep and that's how
I first saw you at a festival and then i saw you at a few more shows. i knew that i had to introduce myself to you. after all those times of each
We must turn into monsters in the moonlight if we ever plan to fight against our many enemies. there's no low that they won't sink to, there's no
And i'd like to build a giant machine that crushes the mountains and burns all the trees and pees in the desert and dies up the seas and melts all the
Bad things happen everyday. Cancer and murder and herpes and AIDS. We'll all die alone someday, I hope we don't die alone. And our vices make it bearable