Gregor Samsa piosenki

I'm not going to fake this, I won't lie: there's something I'm missing. I'm not satisfied to just be waiting, with my arms crossed, bored and tired. There's a lack of interest. I'm not keen on reading all of eighty-seven letters in a single day. I spent fo...

It finally did its time. One million keystrokes have gone by and I've never saved another's life. Why didn't I choose the other way? I'm damned if I go, damned if I stay. It seems the devil's got a grip on me. Then there's the place I'm in. Al...

Faded tissues Getting no sleep Lay my head down She walks back again She takes her knife out Eyes alert now Holds my hands out Cuts out the wrists Please forgive me It wasn't easy Tears afraid She sews me backup Don't forget this I'm the greate...

Murderous art has its grips on me - can't wrap myself around internally. I can't seem to put my name on anything. Our innocence yields to American dreams. Our innocence yields to pathetic conceit. Our innocence yields when our pocket's empty. The...

Soon they always end The here becomes. Filling holes we never cut One more thing I beg you So inside lift you up How to take and own it When it's not quite understood How long till I fall in love? How long till I fall in love? 

How long, how long until I see you? And when, and when does the light come shining through? Remember days when we were so young and Remember days when we were so young and We were so young and old.