Find The Gate
(DADGCE) I APPEAR AND I DISAPPEARAs a SAINT, AS A FAKECANt seem to find any spaceWHERE I CAN ENTER the gates gates of heaven and then i FEEL HATETowards the Ser
(DADGCE) I APPEAR AND I DISAPPEARAs a SAINT, AS A FAKECANt seem to find any spaceWHERE I CAN ENTER the gates gates of heaven and then i FEEL HATETowards the Ser
living can be hardif you make it sothe road can be longif you dont know where it goeshappiness comessadness goeshappiness comesbut sadness knows THAT NOTHING IS
gotta be asleep to believein the american dreamall these cute ideas aint gonna build nothingbut repressed rageso fucked upthey lock you up in your own cagewhere
take my hand, gimme a signnobody ever knows where to draw the lineeverybody talking about what they wantbut i ain't fooled easily and that's a startgimme a sign
i often wish for some kind of relieffrom these neverending insults and wishesand my lack of faith in reality
something is happening to me but i'm not scared I guess I'm just becoming more aware aware of what I am and what is around aware of all the
all my heart ever did was pump bloodit don't mean i don't believe in lovethere's this girl i used to knowwho made me feel smallbut in a big
senseless and tiredyou weep behind my dooryou are weak and your eyes are getting sorei'm a travelling a sacrificea that means nothing is no