Go! What you lookin' for? It's sorrow and fear (Unvarnished Facts) This splendid world comes to an ends (Go) What you lookin' for? It's sorrow and fear
Forget the fact that you don't know me 'Cause there's nothing that you wanna know Forget the fact that you won't show me 'Cause there's nothing that you
We spread out and occupy The cracks in the urban streets Idle now, I rearrange the furniture as you sleep As you sleep, as you sleep It's so appropriate
This won't be the last you'll hear from me It's just the start I hope that he keeps you up for weeks Like you did to me I will hold a candle up to you
You'll discover that casual friends kept Notes in their pockets to remember your name And all these places we went to see sights Just gave them excuses
Synapse to synapse The possibility's thin I'm dressed up for free drinks And family greetings On your wedding, your wedding Your wedding date The figures
What ghosts exist behind these attic walls? There's got to be a simpler explanation 'Cause I scrimped and I saved Just to find that they've been splicing
I'll take the best of your bad moods And dress them up to make a better you 'Cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck I'd squeeze a heart through
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth That touched the lead to the pages of your manuscript I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all
Last night I dreamt that I was you I was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude Such a pose I could simply not hold Through days in a northern
You've been forewarned of the shake-shakedown Opinions stamped on the pulp of the tabloid newsstand Gossip that's stacked at your door You swallowed
I'm wasting the hours floating in my bed And placing sunflowers over my head You're facing the doorway waiting for a sign To stop me in some way from
you try to justify your actions and the lies hiding from life terrified of a God that you can not see you think i'm just another sheep but you're a machine
---- -- ---- Relentlessly climbing and conquering and swallowing fresh pain Melting reemerging and rising up clean in the pouring rain Rise up clean in
If all the food The warsmen ate was sent around the world No one would have to work A single day If all the money In the banks was left to boy and girl
Get up funky... huh, let me here ya talk, talk about bitch Me I'm a victim of a young girl's suck Feeling the emotions through my body ass butt Everytime
Sittin' in a cornfield Lookin' at the cob Thinkin' of a long line Waiting for a job And I'm alone and that's a fact And I'm alone and that's a fact
Seasons 1 There's a place you've got to go for learning all you want to know about the facts of life the facts of life. When books are what you