A dead issue, dont wrestle with it, deaf ears are sleeping
A guilty bliss, so inviting (let me in), nailed to the cross

I feel you, relate to you, accuse you
Wash away us all, take us with the floods
Then throughout the night, they were raped and executed
Cold hearted world
Your language unheard of, the!
Vast sound of tuning out
The rash of negativity is seen one sid
Edly, burn away the day

The nervous, the drifting, the heaving
Wash away us all, take us with the floods
Then throughout the day mankind played with grenades
Cold hearted world
And at night they might bait the pentagram
Extinguishing the sun
Wash away man, take him with the floods

Painful and untrue
I said I loved but I lied
In my life
All I wanted
Was the keeping
Of someone like you
As it turns out
Deeper within me
Love was twisted and pointed at you

Never ending pain, quickly ending life --

(chorus) you keep this love, thing, child, toy
You keep this love, fist, scar, break
You keep this love

Id been the tempting one
Stole her from herself
This gift in pain
Her pain was life
And sometimes I feel so sorry
I regret this the hurting of you
But you make me so unhappy
Id take my life and leave love with you

Id kill myself for you, Id kill you for myself --

(chorus)

No more head trips

Cant you see Im easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you...
You want in to get under my skin
And call yourself a friend
Ive got more friends like you
What do I do?

(pre) is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where Ive been
Belong
You cant be something youre not
Be yourself, by yourself
Stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time

(chorus) respect, walk

Run your mouth when Im not around
Its easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing you song?
Those same friends tell me your every word

(pre)

(chorus)

Are you talking to me?
No way punk

These funny tongue twisters are difficult to say and may be a little dirty if you say them wrong.


I slit the sheet - the sheet I slit - and on the slitted sheet I sit.


Try to keep repeating the phrase "Red lorry, yellow lorry"


She sells sea shells on the sea shore !


Six slippery snails, slid slowly seaward.


I'm not a pheasant plucker,
I'm a pheasant pluckers son.
And I'm only plucking pleasants
'till the pheasant plucker comes.


Silly Simon's sitting in a shoe shine shop.
Where he sits he shines, and where he shines he sits.