Pay Attention!
You'll all return to your homes,
No Matter What
Don't look South
Heres My heart on a silver platter and Dallas is Still Eight Months away
I am ready to begin but am I to blame
This World Grows up around me
The air grows thin and all we see
Is whats on the Surface
I want you to know whats behind door number 1
It's everything and anything that make me perfect
Tear out the pages
Shall i shoot?
I will be ready to learn of noble men
For I am headstrong in Honesty
be ready god to speak
he is hated by the ones he loved, he is hated by the ones he loved