Adams car
A mouse in the road...
Cradle every silver tear
In velvet midnights arms...
Sorrowed feathers on wilted wings
An angel`s despair for our wronging...
When will the King's aggression cease
To usher in his promised peace...
Saying a girls fat is that worst thing you could...
especially one that worries about her weight...
The song's lyrics sink deep into my skin.
I feel the music, I feel its rythmn...
This is a warning to bullies
I feel it pouring on me the pain that others feel...
Coup d'etat:
Like a story from the pages of a history book...
Dogs lay dying on
sun-kissed sidewalks...
Splinters of reality
Slicing through...
The absinthe greens and brilliant whites
Fight bitterly day by day...
Today is today
it can't be tomorrow...