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Feeling shellshocked
Barbedwire, I'm torn apart
Warheads dead ends
Parties only we attend
The runaround, out of ground
Your god damned sympathy
Wears me down!

I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Slipping faster all the time
But no one seems to care!

Concrete breaks my fall
Trouble ten stories tall
Sunshine, I can't sleep
Just like my life on TV
Church bells drowning me out
My ears ring, your favorite sound!

Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I cant resist!

I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Slipping faster all the time
But no one seems to care!

Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I cant resist!

Blood born my loss
Nailed to more than
Just a cross
Driven hard, brick fence
My twenty first second chance

Shellshocked
Barbedwire
Warheads
Your god damned sympathy
Concrete ten stories tall
Feeling shellshocked
Empty air
Empty air

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I will accept this,
these different ways,
this change thatвЂ™s taking place,
and the knowledge that I know now,
and I am a part of this,
and I will do all that I can,
the free gift that is given to me,
for I am strong and I will stand,

and I,
I must,
deny,
myself,

so why am I left here,
when my questions run so deep,
to separate myself.
how can we rest as we watch it fall
continuing to drown,
the time is less,
reaching through the darkness and there is nothing left,

it is not to be forgotten,
or to be left behind,
my soulвЂ™s driving me to whatвЂ™s found,
and IвЂ™m not blind.
the direction coming from within,
no oneвЂ™s to blame,
my soulвЂ™s not empty,
ignited with flame.

I just wonвЂ™t take it standing still,
given a second chance,
itвЂ™s not empty,
my flesh I kill.

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A man empty of life
Bleeding
His tongue tasteless,
his eyes blind
Judge him not.
speak no word
For you are dust
and to dust you will return
If thy eyes offends thee
pluck it out
The asp eats his side.
a mind that only speak rotten
Walking through his sorrow
Treading a path.
where thorns grow
If thy eye offends thee
pluck it out
Take one more silent step
Crawling
crawling
crawling, crawling
So you may feel the shadow
As I pass

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Empty saddles in the old corral, where do ya ride tonight?
Are you rounding up the doggies, the strays of long ago?
Are ya on the trail to Buffalo?
Empty saddles in the old corral, where do ya ride tonight?
Are there rustlers on the border or a band of Navajo?
Are you heading for the Alamo?
Empty guns covered with rust, where do ya talk tonight?
Empty boots covered with dust, where do ya walk tonight?
Empty saddles in the old corral, my tears would be dried tonight.
If you'll only say I'm lonely as ya carry my old pal,
Empty saddles in the old corral.

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Mister could you maybe lend a hand
To help a drowning, starving, soulless man
Whose eyes are blind and feelings all but numb
Whose ears are all so deaf and mouth is dumb

[Chorus]
This is the way, is the way
I fill your spaces now
It's the way, it's the way
Cause all that's been left for me
Is the fight to fill these empty spaces now

Night is day and day is night again
And all that's eating bites with toothy grins
The pages of my memory torn in twain
Where recunstructing lies could not contain

[Chorus]

Now
Now
Now

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

Empty spaces
Empty spaces
Empty spaces
Empty spaces

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I saw her standing there, her flowing hair and skin so fair
Want her so, Need her so
(I'm desperate!)

If she could take me back, The one thing that I never had
Want that bad, Need that bad
(I'm desperate!)

If this was Texas then I'd have a gun and he'd get some
Want that bad, Need that bad
(I'm desperate!)

I'll take my pound of flesh

You were never into me
I was always second to you

Can't you see I'm alone?
Just like on Oprah fucking Winfrey
Where's my Hollywood screenplay mother fucker?
I'm gonna pump you so full of lead

I want what I can't have

If I was pushed into this was it my fault

My minds changing with the weather
Is it December or November?
I'm holding on to something
I thought was real

My mind is like feather
Is it December or November?
I'm rising from the ashes
Phoenix in the night.

And you want what you cannot have

My mind is like a feather
Is it December or November?
I'm Rising, Rising, Rising.

If this was Texas then I'd have a gun and he'd get some

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A paralyzed mind embracing decay,
Dead like carrion just wasting away,
There is nothing...
Numbed by excess and complete saturation,
Scarred influence by degeneration,
There is nothing to believe...
All has been lost,
All have lost their way,
Every eye has been disgraced,
Dead like carrion,
We must carry on...
There is nothing...
Lost innocence and blank revelations,
Searching for a hope in static transmissions,
There is nothing to believe...
All has been lost,
All have lost their way,
Every eye has been disgraced,
There's no reason,
There is no reason for empty vision