"Wake Up"

I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again.
I wish that I could stay but you argue.
More than this I wish you could've seen my face
In backseat staring out the window.

I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
I love you.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.

I've earned through hope and faith
The curves around your face
That I'm the one you'll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us,
Then this I pray to you wherever.

I'll do anything for you.
This story is for you.
('Cause I'd do anything you want me to... for you.)
I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I won't be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
I loved you.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
'Til you decide to wake up.

"The Suffering"

Is there a word or right to say
Even in this old fashioned way?
Go make your move, girl
I'm not coming home

Would things have changed if I could've stayed?
Would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues.
Day to day with my collar up.

Decision sits so make it quick
A breath inhaled from an air so sick
I cursed the day I had learned
Of the web you spun...
You had your hold till bleeding

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would've figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would've never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Would we have lived as a child would care?
With this vial to drink I dare
(Oh where have you been, oh where have you been)
Only to cry all alone with your taste on tongue
(Oh where have you been if it hurts to be forgiving? Bye)

Should we try this again with hope? (Bye, bye)
Or is it lost, give up the ghost
And should I die all alone as I knew I would...
Then burn in hell young sinner

Hey, Hey! (Ha ha)
If it was up to me
I would've figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you're waiting
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl, but you're not coming in

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me (you had your hold)
I would've figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me (give up the ghost)
I would've never walked out (Oh where have you been, oh where have you been)
So until the sun burns out (Oh where have you been if it hurts to be forgiving?)
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl, but you're not coming in

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl, but you're not coming in

Listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in
And you're not coming in

"The Lying Lies & Dirty Secrets Of Miss Erica Court"

They move too fast to be words behind your teeth
The give and go of most of your memories
But I'm not the one that they need pray for
If I've got it all then what does do
Leave it alone
Oh that once little boy we used to know
Are you willing... well?

Help!!!
Now off to the hell your God has sold
To find
That never again will you rely

On the words of your friends
In the unwritten end
For when you go they won't be following
Now sell all your friends
For the unwritten end
Cause when you go they won't be following him

I'll move the knife to show you of my cut
With the worst of truth from here
I drew no blood
So you're not as real just what I thought up
You're just a page I'll burn from a book
That has nothing to show
Of that once little boy we used to know
Am I killing you?

Help!!!
Now off to the hell your God has sold
To find
That never again will you rely

On the words of your friends
In the unwritten end
For when you go they won't be following
Now sell all your friends
For the unwritten end
Cause when you go they won't be following

No, no, I said "When you go they won't be following"
Whoa, no, I said "When you go they won't be following him"

Believer... believe it or not you'll know
When it ends and how it goes
[x2]

"Mother May I"

Did you ever really think that you'd
Expose the truth that pains the page?
And in their asking, did you see their lie,
The motive true and earnest side
Four in the morning, should they wake up?
Or see them precious in this sleep?
Every step should break the same
With every move and every need

So run little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on
So run little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on

Could you ever really wish of them?
One of your games and counts of truth
With every moment you'll trace the doubt
And of the premise what about?
Will they ever really see an end
Or does it matter now from then?
What of their love for once pronounced
And of this love a loss without

So run little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on
So run little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on

I should have known

God only knows when your word isn't pure
And the blood on your hands isn't yours
I won't believe any word that you tell
And I won't drink the blood if it spills

So give them the story they want...
You too
So give them the story they want...
A kiss to you girl before you fall down and leave me
[x2]

So give them the story they want...
You too, before you leave me
[x4]

God only knows when your word isn't pure
And the blood on your hands isn't yours
I won't believe any word that you tell
And I won't drink the blood if it spills
[x2]

"The Willing Well I: Fuel For The Feeding End"

Is this what I wish for those and all they know?
Could depend on how cowardly I should act
If she won't give me the love I came here for
With pen I am armed here to react

Hey now, hey now what is it boy?
All the things that trouble you
So visit your mirror image
Of what might have once behaved
Hey now, hey now what is it boy?
But I won't rest till dead, till dead do you part

This is how I feel my God from what's been dealt
The flies that flutter fight tonight
Is it love that I'm feeling or is this hate the same
The emotion's enough to kill the sane

Hey now, hey now what is it boy?
All the things that trouble you
So visit your mirror image
Of what might have once behaved
Hey now, hey now what is it boy?
Besides, I only hope you know that I love you.
Oh I hope.

Feed little maggots off the Westside of your sin
Run little maggot do they learn of what you did
Feed little maggots off the Westside of your sin
Run little maggot do they learn of what you did

(Feliz sería que hora) [x4]

From start to finish I've made you feel this
Uncomfort in turn with the world you've learned
To love through this hate to live with its weight
A burden discerned in the blood you taste

Why would you deny me answers?
If I'm just a boy on the break of being
Horror and hell through its fires
Be brutally honest, was it better before me?

In the curve of your body
How I want, how I want her with me
The truth of the story
The Vishual, I wish you all

The better end of all to come
The truth be now here one by one
I am to you extend to none
The memory that fuels the fire

Watching his tale with the words he unfolds
Conscience and cold we'd never know
They scream as he laughs off the dust from his eyes
These words will now learn of the dreams in his mind

Could this be that hard for me?
To configure a new love in vain
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave
No one is safe

With the quickness strike out for the less of us doubt
Mercy of the man who put the pen in our mouth
Word write us well signed, "Forgiveness for sale"
I'm through being full
Of all the might you want killed
The fiction will see the real
The answer will question still
In your body to blood as your parents once went
You will follow their lead one by one, every step

Could this be that hard for me?
To configure a new love in vain
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave
I will not save...
Your world
Your world in the end and you.
Your world
Your world

"The Willing Well II: From Fear Through The Eyes Of Madness"

What is this that I feel and what is this that I fear?
In these arms that whored out amongst the worms
That mate in these fields, oh
From pressure to pain I wish to stay awake
In the measure I test with your love for me
So shout against these walls
With hope that one will break free
So hear me...

What is this that you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out

So picture this face and burn it to flake
To shelter it at home at the fireplace
And all but memory will fade
With the flick of the flame
So I have a secret that no one should know
That I shouldn't tell
But of all the... but of all the worlds
This one won't feel...
This one just won't leave me well

What is this shit you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You'll burn in hell while they're digging you out
You'll burn in hell

In the press of your back
Do you feel the shore swell?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home
[x2]

As father told son in the make of his final escape
Should all good boys die with God at their side,
At the grace of His gates?
No, the Robot holds none with the mind
And a heart to comply
Then I will disguise and grieve of those dead
When I'm given the time

Run, little rabbit...
Go hide in the blades of that grass...
Run, rabbit, run

Should capture be our earnest fault?
Breathe up through lust and I'll find your cure
In there I'll kill, kill
In there I'll kill, kill, kill

With your last breath of air
As the Earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
And give up your life

With your last breath of air
As the Earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
The love of your life

No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat
(To the end with you... to the end with you)
[x5]

"The Willing Well III: Apollo II: The Telling Truth"

In the worst of all your fears
You have come so far to hear
That in turn they've showered your name
As the laughing stock
Now by fire you must hang
As my word holds course through vein
You will walk to the end of days
I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you
These days are numbered
This close encounter
To the heartland, through the madness

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed at my own accord

I don't want to go
So come on bitch
Why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own
So cry on bitch,
Why aren't you laughing now?

In my presence
You will make sure the fiction meets its fate
That death will grace your face my dear character
Through these lessons you have learned
All the worlds from here must burn
For as God demands that the end we miss

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed at my own accord

I don't want to go
So come on bitch
Why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own
So cry on bitch,
Why aren't you laughing now?

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star IV
Only, I don't even think of you
No, I don't wanna think of you... anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

If, then should they come home
With failed attempt we'll know
I won't leave a stone unturned
These worlds will surely burn

Wait
But what did I do to... to deserve all of you

Jesse, bad boy
Just come look at what your brother did,
To that girl's precious little whore of a body
[x4]

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed at my own accord

I don't want to go
So come on bitch
Why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own
So cry on bitch,
Why aren't you laughing now?

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star IV
Only, I don't even think of you
No, I don't wanna think of you... anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

Well, I don't wanna think of you
No girl, I don't wanna think of you... anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

"The Willing Well IV: The Final Cut"

In the final curtain call
You left me here with the coldest of feelings
Weight, kind, depression
Blessing the floor with the places you've stepped in

Will they ever measure up
To the way you left me?
Here by the roadside
The bloodiest cadaver
Marked in your words:
I'm the joke,
I'm the bastard

Here wait, so I guess that you knew
That you're a selfish little whore
I'm the selfish little whore
If I had my way I'd crush your face in the door

This is no beginning, yeah yeah
This is the final cut, open up
This is no beginning, yeah yeah
This is the final cut, I'm in love

Pretelethal
Number City
Gravity's Union
Away We Go
2's My Favorite 1

"Pretelethal"
 
We drift away with the dust
The light consumes the dark recluse
NO time to waste in this mess
I will retreat, no sins confessed
How did we get so lost? Away

Who will repair this broken heart?
Who will repair this broken heart?

This world will miss none of us
The sick we cure, the bad we just

Who will repair this broken heart?
Who will repair this broken heart?