You’ll lie awake
And follow dreams to death
The dreams you’ve had
You’ll lose your innocence
And soak up to desires left untouched
Subconsciously inept
Cripple without a crutch
You’ll paint your blood red
Just to pretend there’s still life
Within your bodies
And you’ll lie where you stand
Memories catching the gate
Scraps to the phone are clasped
I’ll never leave you fall
How do you hold on?
Look around you, Open your eyes
Look around you, Open your eyes
Get on your feet again
You don’t need love in pill form
You need concrete evidence
Make a deal with the devil
You’ll find the all time favor alter
See what now is left
Do you think you have what it takes to look into the eye of the storm?
People. If you’re looking for pity you will never find it anywhere.
Look deep inside yourself and that’s when the truthfully will lie.
I have this one last request.
Look around you, Open your eyes
The perfect murder, With stippled graves
Judge and jury
The people will get guns
Look around you, Open your eyes
The perfect murder, With stippled graves
Judge and jury
The people will get guns
Look around you, Open your eyes
Look around you, Open your eyes