i'm not sure what you mean, you're supposed to be unbreakable. i bet you never knew, i bet you never knew. crazy little mixed up kid, in my little round and round. you're supposed to be unbreakable. i'm not trying to give you all of me, just some of me. bet you never knew what i could do to two. friendly fire, puffs of stagnant smoke, belching from the cinder of my soul. black and white, dead as hell, you want to shake it up? shake it up in my one dead eye. you want to shake your eye? photo montage. camera obscured vision, shake it up. i know this girl, i know this woman, i know more than she thinks i know. blow my speakers' up, tonight i won't stop until i see the sunlight. ain't got no money in my pocket, boy tryin' to touch my junk, make him stop if he get too drunk. turn the speakers up. you fill me up, you break me down, my heart it pounds and you got me. put your hands up. tick, tock, tonight i'm gonna fight 'til the sun comes up. ain't got no love for the dead.
my mind depends on dope, i tell myself, cocktail, cocktail. oh, oh, oh. don't wake the sleeping children from their dreams, dreaming of nightmares. i'll go and see if he is still here, let me lace my shoelaces. up on the roof top, out into the starry night. my heart is breaking, out of my bloody pants, when your heart is broken. i will never get over, you. suffering silence brings on cardiac violence. my heart is breaking, out of my groggy plans, when your tears are frozen, when your heart is broken. come over the dancing has just begun on what remains. standing in the broken line, aren't you choking on your lies? your perfect lies, standing in the broken line. aren't you choking on your lies? all the angels fear feeling your pain. here we go again, here we go again, here we go again. he slipped down the tube, he slipped from behind the gate, with the color's passing by. sinking into unreal, abstract, he made the choice to never turn back. what now. what come's next? still on his trip to the beat of the clock, all of the while. with his blue glass eye, he made the choice. on the other side of the glass, how long can this canvas last. let's tell the story of the prince of the mourning sun.
when i died on the earth alone, i was the prince, the chosen one. heaven, the master race, i am the nephilim, we are fallen, like the mourning sun. we are fallen, like the mourning sun. wishing you would pass away, this is the dawn of a new race. we didn't fall from heaven, we didn't fall for you, we are fallen. it is dark, i am the darkness, i am the night. now, now, now, begin. we are the chosen, we are fallen, like the mourning sun. i was humbled in my rage, i was awoken from slumber within my cage. born to wander throughout the night, given domain over this pathetic race. my back is on fire as my spine sprouts wings, my brain is burning as horn's bore through perfect flesh. the very first time i touched my skin, i thought of a story, and rushed to the end too soon. oh please, don't ever change. how could i forget your name? another perfect slumber, sleeping children still dreaming. step over the carnage, step over the bones.
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