sticks and stones will break my bones but words can be used in songs
you are nothing more than flesh to me…the voices in my head sound like celebrities, anti social and unforgiving : i am american loveless
refilled prescriptions, strong belief system in our brand new religions, we embrace confusion keep me running i can’t wait to see that look on your face/ this isn’t how it’s supposed to be
mature material for all the immature peoples, who can’t die for freedom… ‘cause when your dead you will not need it. i washed my hands of it, communication slips, i’m burning at both ends, no one knows who i am.
