Luke/Hellflame
11-17-2004, 05:38 PM
I look at the life I have
Wondering if this life is good or bad
You say its good
But I think worse
I shout and scream
But I'm never heard
I want to go to a different world
Where I'm treated fairly,where know I am heard
I know there are others like me
Who sit and scream and cry all nightly
You call this a happy life?
When my third eye is firmly shut tight
I fall down in pain on the floor
Trying to make sense of all these metaphors
All this prophicy
Trigonomitry
all your philosophies
Mean nothin' to me
I'm tired of being left on the ground
I shouldn't have to be in the lost and found
I need my respect
My dignity
All those who feel the same must sing with me!
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
My whole life was a success to you
But how many times must I stress to you
That the pains inside
Why do you think cry
It shows the signs
Of all the lies
Tension builds up as I sink low
What do I have to do to let you know?
That this is my time that I need help
This excitment does not conjure my hope
So I'll continue to scream and still be unheard
But all this BullSh*t isn't what I deserve
How dare you leave me to rot away
How dare you ignore all the things I say
Why do you wanna be so cruel to me
Why can't you come and please help me
I need this help your the only one
Who can help me out and stop havin' fun
Cos its you I need no matter how cruel you are
So I make a wish to the shooting star
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
You can free me
(yeah...)
Your the only one
Please
Your the only one
Free me from this evil machine
Free me
Free me!
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
Wondering if this life is good or bad
You say its good
But I think worse
I shout and scream
But I'm never heard
I want to go to a different world
Where I'm treated fairly,where know I am heard
I know there are others like me
Who sit and scream and cry all nightly
You call this a happy life?
When my third eye is firmly shut tight
I fall down in pain on the floor
Trying to make sense of all these metaphors
All this prophicy
Trigonomitry
all your philosophies
Mean nothin' to me
I'm tired of being left on the ground
I shouldn't have to be in the lost and found
I need my respect
My dignity
All those who feel the same must sing with me!
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
My whole life was a success to you
But how many times must I stress to you
That the pains inside
Why do you think cry
It shows the signs
Of all the lies
Tension builds up as I sink low
What do I have to do to let you know?
That this is my time that I need help
This excitment does not conjure my hope
So I'll continue to scream and still be unheard
But all this BullSh*t isn't what I deserve
How dare you leave me to rot away
How dare you ignore all the things I say
Why do you wanna be so cruel to me
Why can't you come and please help me
I need this help your the only one
Who can help me out and stop havin' fun
Cos its you I need no matter how cruel you are
So I make a wish to the shooting star
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
You can free me
(yeah...)
Your the only one
Please
Your the only one
Free me from this evil machine
Free me
Free me!
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do
Sitting there like you own me
Well I've got news for you
I want the years back that you owe me
Why do you do...
the things that you do