Tekst :

I hurt myself today
to see if i still feel
i focus on the pain
the only thing that s real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but i remember everything
what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt
i wear my crown of shit
on my liar s chair
full of broken thoughts
i cannot repair
beneath the stain of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
i am still right here
what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt
if i could start again
a million miles away
i would keep myself
i would find a way

Media, Media, Media, Media
Blinds my eyes (X2)
Trying to Trying to
Trying to fuck my mind (X2)
Television blinds my eyes
It s not real, the media s
owned by the rich
Don t be confused by their
propaganda
Television...

Feel the fire, feel my love inside you it s so right
There s the sound and the smell of love in my mind
I m a toy, come and play with me, say the word now
Wrap your legs around mine and ride me tonight

Turn you on

I ve been waking in a state of fire
From a dream about you
And nothing s gonna cool me down
Till my dream comes true

Does it shoo the butterflies inside
When you meet me at the door
When I say hello...

Pull away

Ohhhh
Pull
Pull away
Away from everyone
Is there somewhere,
Somewhere you can go?
Oh no, no, no
We don’t have the answers,
A thousand years
That’s on your own
Is there on thin resolution?
Are you cold?

Bitter youth

Bitter Youth Angry youth We are pissed off And we will fight back Society tells us how to be I want no part of it How to act what to believe I want no part of it Conformity I want no part of it Conformity -It s not for me!...