the kind that bled all the misconceptions led into a snake pit i feel no sympathy you got what you wished for just one more sheep kissing perfection's cheek
skin the kind that bled all the misconceptions led into a snake pit i feel no sympathy you got what you wished for just one more sheep kissing perfection's cheek
Press my cheek against the window surface We've been afloat But now I'm nervous, has this been a joke? We're landin' and it's time to close the envelope
'll come soon Let him know that I enjoyed the talk but had to run soon He asked when's the last time I took time for me And if I ever reflected on how
On the backs of bullets rides my name Longing to kiss my cheek Resentfully decline retire this hated life Without guilt, I break these veins Carved with salvation's
Reflecting from my death bed I'm balancing life's riches Against the ditches And the flat grays in between All I can see are the never laid That's the
s got the magic touch Her crystal ball told her all She saw my secret wishes My desire reflected in her eyes I ain't telling lies I saw a gypsy cry It's
As the other falls... Shattering upon the barren earth's kiss Like a thousand sapphires Reflecting the light of the stars Flung against the night's canopy
't find the party line Gee whiz, it's happy time Mirror, mirror, reflects me hazy The heat's on, I'm running round crazy Here's the road, don't miss
's have some fun, I'm so damn lonely when I'm not with you There's just a few things that I wanna do... [ Hook ] I just wanna hug you, just wanna kiss
begin because when you live in sin It's hard to look at saints Without them reflecting Your jet black, aura back on you And all I have is hope My inner burn's
fire They fed him shredded infants on an altar full of scars Entangled in a dream, the mirrors full of steam He scarce could see Joan's face reflecting
He walked her down the street And stopped where he always left her He kissed her on the cheek and said -Honey I'll see you later... And little did
Who could have been somebody's wife, Who could have seen their children grow, Who could have had a normal life, Who could have easily loved a man And felt his kisses
On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's
begin because when you live in sin It's hard to look at saints without them Reflecting their jet black auras back on you And all I have is hope, my inner burn's
shredded infants on an altar full of scars Entangled in a dream The mirrors full of steam He scarce could see Joan's face reflecting through His last