Monday, August 10, 2009

Track II- Little plastic angels

Wake up at the break of dawn

They make my world spin

Shake them off and I run away

Into the city filled with sin

I look around and they’re all I find

I ride away again

I wanna world without their faces

I wanna feel no pain

But wherever I go, I’m stuck with these angels

These angels straight from hell

I take out my loaded automatic

And straight to earth they all fell

Chorus

These little plastic angels

Fucking with my head

I’m what they want, i’m what they need

These little plastic angels want me dead.

Pleasure could be their reason

Evil could be their goal

Eating up my conscience

These angels tear through my soul

should i keep running,

or fight my own fear,

they just seem to get stronger,

these angels come from hell.

Do I see a dead end,

Will i see this all unfold,

then i get up in bed,

I see she has my soul!

Track 1- There is a god in me

If ever we drop
Remember we lost
Inside the reasons
Whatever we'll know

A silent melody
A surface memory
A sound symphony
Became a part of me
A sudden shift between
A different frequency
My hand has spread the sea
It's like there's a God in me

And when the fear comes
White amber rain falls
A somber wind calms
I'm under his thumb
What have I let go?
What have I become?
I don't know either
Whatever we'll know

A silent melody
A surface memory
A sound symphony
Became a part of me
A sudden shift between
A different frequency
My hand has spread the sea
It's like there's a God in me
A silent melody
A surface memory
A sound symphony
Became a part of me
It's like there's a God in me

It's like there's a God in me

It's like there's a God in me