Speaking in Lyrics!

I won't wait for you.
But you come back to destroy me,
I can see the white in your eyes.
But you can't hold on to the memories,
that you lost one bump at a time.
 
And just as fast as the parachute cable snipped
I was rag-doll, horizontal, two limbs short of fixed
Like a baby pulled around the standard issued weaponry
While fading as a blemish in civility's memory
They will step over the body for the looting...
STRAP ON A HELMET AND START SHOOTING!
 
Well, maybe you think your lie is safe,
But I read you like a letter, yeah like a letter.
I promise, so easy to say, and easy you fail.
And you do it again.
 
"Every single day I walk down the street
I hear people say Baaby so sweet
Ever since puberty, every body stares at me
boys girls, i cant help it baaby,
so be kind and dont lose your mind
just remember that i'm your baaby,
Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn, Take me baby or leave me."
 
And I was like...
BABY! BABY! BABY OOOOOHHHHHHHH!!! LIKE...
BABY! BABY! BABY NOOOOOOOO!!!!!
 
The monsters are made,
and we have proven that we will be one of them.
The whores take the stage...flash our skills...
gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...
don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...
who would want a group of people that one can relate with.

We need worship, we need devotion...
becoming gods from the image that is thrown...
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...
it's not a musical journey anymore...
they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...
monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...
puppets for a greed-driven carnival...
the same charade as the passing years...
force me out there. Don't give them a chance.

They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.
(Things have changed...we have changed.
Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...
so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)

Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.

We just need to throw some new ideas in...
We will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...
it's all the same.
This is all we have when we die.
It's what's left of us when we die.
We will be remembered for this.
 
If I fall, if I die, know I lived it to the fullest.
If I fall, if I die, know I lived and missed some bullets.


I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know
everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold.
I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good.
 
Under your spell again
I can't say no to you...
Crave my heart and its bleeding in your hand
I can't say no to you...

Shouldn't have let you torture me so sweetly
Now I can't let go of this dream
I can't breathe but I feel good enough

I feel good enough for you...
 
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybodys looking for something.
 
And I'm not looking for trouble, I'm not not looking for fame,
I'm not looking for anything, maybe a little bit of personal gain,
I don't claim to be original, originality's not my claim
 
A burning plane as its going down
The last scream before it hits the ground.
A lost ship on a raging sea
A blinking distress signal of emergency.
A run away train careening off the tracks
The last breath before a heart attack.
The earthquake as it shakes your room
Promising falling skies and impending doom.

One chance, you feel it, before you meet with your destiny.
One chance, you need it, to come to terms with mortality.
All that's important to me
Everything inside of me.
All that's trivial will fade and soon recede
You will see you're on a date with destiny.

Look in the jaws of your own demise
Watch your life pass before your eyes.
Did you live like a dream come true or did you just survive?
Did you do all you could do?
In a fall from a burning tower
What would you do with just one more hour?
Live that hour out everyday
Like it was your last you'll live much better that way.

You're on a date with destiny.
 
Ah, dirty, dirty destiny
Birded murders with a burnt birch and a peasantry
Nervous flux flirtin' with hurley burly chemistry
Graffiti burner urchin merchant with a certain urge to jerk and serve your centerpiece
 
Like waves to the shore..
Part of the ocean.
The stars high above...
Part of the sky.

Now I drift to you...
I dream of a river.
A water so blue...
Wish I could live there...

Wish you were here.
 
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year.
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
 
So if you love me, let me go.
Or run away before I know.
My heart is just to dark to care
You can't destroy what isn't there.
 
Everybody's got a dark side.
Do you love me?
Can you love my?
Nobody's a picture perfect.
But we're worth, you know that we're worth it.
 
Try to find out, what makes you tick~
As I lie down~
So and sick~
Do you like that? Do you like that?

There's a fine line, between love and hate~
And I don't mind, just let me say~
That I like that, I like that!

Somethings getting in the way!
Somethings just about to break!
I will try to find my place~
In the Diary of Jane!

As I burn another page!
As I look the other way!
I still try to find my place!
In the Diary of Jane!
 
Go Ahead, you know you want it
You'll have no other way
you just want to take us down
go ahead,
I'll be the one hit
If I can take you, boy, it just might throw this town
Oh, you want to get it
You make us bleed, it'll prove there's life somewhere
And oh, no, I want to yell it
but do we speak or are we just nodding our heads
No way, not me, what you got,
it's not for me, but you'll find a way
no way not me, what you got,
it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover
 
Psycho Killer.
Que'est que c'est?
Fa fa fa fa, fa fa fa fa fa fa far, better,
Run run run run run run run away.
 
There's smoke in my iris, but I painted a sunny day on the insides of my eyelids so I'm ready now.
(What you ready for?)
I'm ready for life in this city and my wings have grown almost enough to lift me.
I'm a dinosaur with Jones Beach in my hourglass passing the time with serial killer coloring books and bags of marbles.
Don't tell me you ain't the droid that held the match to the charcoals.
Don't tell me Lucifer and God don't carpool.
(This is our school)
I'm not trying to graduate to life with a personalized bar-stool,
head in a jar on the desk, feet dangling in a shark pool.
 
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