Help, the air turns black The birds drop from the sky This eagle has landed I'm choking on your pride And the walls are closing in And you don't appreciate
Get away - get outside, Run with her - side by side, Climbing down - dirty sheets, Breaking through -the narrow streets. That's what you get 'cause you
No one can blame you for walking away Too much rejection No love injection Life can be easy It's not always swell Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
Unholy land greets her with fog and death The further the worse a?? anxiety whispers More subtle than scent the sense of hunting is In a labyrinth of
My eyes can see so close, the invisible walls which force you in conformed paths guiding your mind under a bright sky of painted glass [PRE CHORUS:]
The overhead view is of me in a maze And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away But I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path And the people all
You are so hard to read Like a foreign novel I don't know If I'll ever figure you out So many pieces of you Like a jigsaw puzzle My head is spinning
[Chorus] He's a mouse in a maze With its so many ways But there's only one way to get out He's a mouse in a maze With its so many ways But there's only
The legend at hand is one of old and spoken by men of one hundred fold The end reveals riches and gold, cast in darkness, underneath the earth it lies
Mas de un suspiro sin Respuesta quedara Como un deseo sin conquistar Un lugar donde descansar Las lagrimas al inspirar, al nace Se tornaran en lagrimas
Will you fight on my side? Will you stand by me until you fall? I'm the deaf, you're the blind Lead me out of this maze I'm out of time You're out there
They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling to my hands
They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling in my hands
(Music: D. Flores / Lyrics: J. Garcia) Deadly tumor in your brain, Can't think are you insane? Lifeless zombie you've become, Your fate lies in their
I'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all I've done And I can barely look at you But
Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world And the seven seas Everybody's looking for something. Some of them want to use
Days go fast and you don't change, I often wonder where you're going (going). Stuck onto your own sick ways, fixated to a world dissolving (dissolving
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