Kill This death is comfortable Beggar's life intolerable Running with the madmen Lowest of fears can't fathom Measure your breath in fractions Fists clenched Touch my heart it mends Sour taste can't...
With a tongue like a battering ram the wench is on everyone's scams Telling stories, telling lies Causing close friends to divide A kind word for every face, then puts your words in another place...
Sleep does not exist at all, my efforts are in vain I strike a match to light a smoke, a whisper speaks my name Moonlight penetrates the shade, there's an image up on the wall What has entered by...
Dressin' like a real nice guy I trick your sight and fool your mind You don't know what I really am You don't know that I've got a plan I act so cool you can't resist My horrible habits they still...