Urban species

Perhaps love is like a resting place, A shelter from the storm It exists to give you comfort, It is there to keep you warm And in those times of trouble When you are most alone The memory of love will...

This is an obsession, a kind of agression with himself It's the way hell always be He loves to rebel to go against his ten commandments For him, thats just being free. And he always will, get his...

Listen to the rhythm, listen to the rhyme Listen to the clock tick tock the hands of time Ticking, tocking, constantly revolving Listen to the problems of the world who need solving Listen to the...

Music is my sanctuary Music is my blanket Emotionless the city lies Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes The dull the dark shades on my day I live inside this place Locked up inside my metal cage Always...