Murder, Love, Life and Death
But I live in a city
With no seasons or passions at all
It's awful
Trouble sleeping
The curse of feeling everything
And nothing at all
You're awful
Love will come easy with a face like that
You'll never have to spend
Another single night alone
Years will dissapear with a pain like that
You will find yourself alone again, alone
I don't want to die
Until a little light inside is found
Every time I lift my eyes the sun is going down
Coded conversation
In a crowded club of
Crippled congegation
Impatience
Morning star's been shedding light
On sleeping shame
I'm cold
I'm dirty
I'm thirty
Love will come easy with a face like that
You'll never have to spend
Another single night alone
Years will dissapear with a pain like that
You will find yourself alone again, alone
I can't keep falling down
My feet keep slipping
My head keeps tripping
The ground keeps giving out