Say baby, I know you can't help but think that im suspect When i stay out all night Real talk girl i know it might confuse you, yeah And Lately I'm
Looking in the mirror Harry didn't like what he saw The cheeks of his mother, the eyes of his father As each day crashed around him The future stood revealed
Times move so fast, and now there does not seem to be any Once it felt that there was more than plenty Do believe that something somewhere sent me To
As a child my dreams ran wild Through fields of disobey Wandering, wandering Wanting it all A curious soul astray As a child my heart ran wild Through
Cleansing my soul in temples of light reborn with God's love, delivered form the night given a second chance with a new life in sight and after a day
Just like a stray cat With no where to go I claim my territory At your front door Those aren't my footprints Under your window Those aren't my photographs
It's irregular and it sure won't pay But say naught 'til you got something to say So I live for forty minutes a day Can I have that? The biggest kick
In Dreams and Visions I Saw the Beast Rise again In Chasms and Voids of Doom the Circle of Pandemonium I Stole the Sacred Nimbus of the Kingly Dead Glittering
Love is an awkward rhyme Spoken poorly all the time Needing that one perfect line To have it all make sense And it hard to understand You're doing everything
It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's grave Said his goodbyes to her family and friends And packed his things in a rusted car And rode off in
In your green field sleep Chasing through the trees Do you still see me? Do you still hear me? Do you still meet me?
You don't have to tell me what you're still looking for Two arms to hold you and a voice to say "That's alright, you can spend the night" Well, come
Seasons will rain proportional matter As singularity lacks space until it's forgotten Violet light manifests in itself in patterns All can be everything
[Music: Martin & Andreas] [Lyrics: Joakim & Martin] Mortification of the innocent The odious anger remains This is the final funeral Buried by the
Ears will hear them sing Names gracefully ring Far places, the overthrown traces And stray away Further on we go More beggars with bowls Small vessels
I imagined a picture You & me, we could last forever & ever We're always like lovers But the truth has been always stranger than the fiction I remember
A cult or crew that know not of what to do Indecisive life, but who's to say? A life that's left them nowhere but to decay In a never ending search for
Looking in the mirror Harry didn't like what he saw The cheeks of his mother the eyes of his father As each day crashed around him the future stood revealed