© 2001 Wish I could be like you Wish I didn't care Just turn myself off while The world revolves I'd be so withdrawn I could just slip away Let my eyes roll back Let my skin go pale Hope I never see the light again the same way I'm slipping away Look in the eyes there used to be a man Where this shell stands Before me Before me too Tear away the skin The blood once ran so pure A soul of innocence I'll get away from myself If you could see my lies The fingers in your eyes And pray to god that I will surely die If you could see yourself And put you on a shelf You would see that you are just like me

© 2001 Hunter beware, I quench my thirst At the crest of your breast Doing it the way You like the way I'm showing you first Mind messing whores Dance naked real fast Nothing but a thin layer Of self-conciousness Covers them from them Who have failed in love Who have failed in love Many times in the past

© 2001 It's about what you think not what you feel Then you strike when a weakness is revealed But how could you lay the blame When your restrictive actions are the frist signs of tyrany And you treat it like a stupid game He'll never understand Just step in line So you broke and remold So he'll do what he's told Who he can and can't see Just who he's meant to be And you honestly think when you Reach the bring he won't break And the castle won't fall He'll never understand Just step in line And the further we push him Then the further he breaks 'Til we finally fuck his head up

© 2001 I am no one, yet no one's listening I can see you there I love you Some say that I'm a madman 'Cause you shimmy shimmy can can Bet you can boogie to this So come on and get your dancing shoes on 'Cause the night is young, it doesn't get Any crazier than this Love this little playground in my head It's where everyone's having as much fun as I am Sometimes I think I'm better off dead 'Cause I'm a failure as a clown And a mediocre transvestite

© 2001 Created hate For a love that's not so strong Used to care But do not think it's wrong But I remember When I used to make you cry To this day Only makes me wonder why Simple ways don't make me change Nor do you Fuck off bitch I'm sick of this being true But I remember When I used to make you cry To this day Only makes me wonder why You make plans But I forget them too easily I know it's hard But I do that with reality