

The LakeRun away little children Run away from your fright You slither in the sand and bury your head But they still say “Just stay put and be quiet”The Lake
It’s gonna be a wonderful nightmare
Please don’t let go Please don’t delve into the mud Let the river rush away, slowly and soundly Please don’t let them take us to our end
It’s gonna be a wonderful nightmare
We shiver where we stand, and we can’t feel our hands And the blackness is consuming, and the water is still churning The sharpness of the pain, and the redness of our eyes Our lungs can hardly


Cut The WireNote to self, I had to say it. Stop Me, From being so condescending.Cut The Wire
What are we waiting for? What are we waiting for? What are we waiting for? What are we waiting for?
The paycheck, Is so useless. Our sanity, Is the only thing that’s going.
What are we waiting for? What are we waiting for?
It’s time to burn the fire It’s time to set the tempo It’s time to call the churches It’s time to cut the wire that we’re tied to
He told a lie, Some things don’t change. Breakdown, With our grace


To Each It's OwnThe air is black As black as the abstract ideas that you thought you knew So how, so where did you lock up the feelings you once had?To Each It's Own
You don’t know… You don’t know… You don’t know…
Under the bed The bed in which you keep to yourself So why, and just who do you think you aren’t?
You don’t know…
You don’t know… You don’t know…
The birds that sleep in the city Nestle together unaware
Of just what they are doing To each other.
The birds that sleep under the lights Always alone, by themselves Just who d
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