again and it feels like the beginning again now the world is ours strange how things turn out sometimes the years in the wilderness are left behind this is the return this is
future farm two thousand tastes just like the real thing farm two thousand farm two thousand farm two thousand for the world farm two thousand farm two thousand farm
A one-horse town with one old traffic light hunted down to a cheap motel your swollen eyes never, ever say die as the sheets run red under me if you
prayers you prayed are lost in yesterday this is the end the end of all days marking time for the very last day write a memo in your organizer that nothing is
enter in your thoughts when the time comes to pay got time to kill and I'm killing it slowly time like a dart in your face no time to kill is a desperate
this is the good life now this is the high life now I can see with my own eyes that it's a good, good life this is the good life now this is the high
that spilled in your arms I kill the pain I feel stalking the world with novacane eyes I settle the score and name the price freezing in motion frozen in time I turn the world
on your knees once more the heavens kiss you with a flame it burns your skin but there's no pain and it pours... we sow the storm that is breaking up
Seen things lately I can't get off my mind they frustrate me and keep me up at night oh lord, does your watchful eye see the news-every night via satellite
tears were made to cry but the blood that's in your eye was made to flow, made to flow here comes the pain where living is big time and dying is big
It's a new breed a new breed of evil conceived in the moonlight breathing fire sweet fallen angel delectable stranger and if you don't know me then
