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Just know
We Are
A Speck
In time
So follow your bliss,
And destroy the beauty
I'll lock myself alone in a room,
Drinking until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliché poem
Of the person that I long to be
I wanna die like Jim Morrison
A fucking rock star
I want to die like God on the cover of Time
Just a blink and it's gone
So baby pour some fame in my glass
So kill the forest
And destroy the beauty
I'll lock myself alone in a room,
Drinking until the clock strikes two
With just a pen, a pill and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliché poem
Of the person that I long to be
(colors blind)
The eyes
(self deafen)
The ear
(flavors numb)
The taste
(thoughts weaken)
The mind
I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain
I choose to be a serial killer
Cause the victims don't get any fame
I'll lock myself alone and I will
Drink until the clock strikes two
With just a pen, a pill and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliché poem
Of the person that I long to be
- Album:
- Pull the Thorns from Your Heart
- Renacer
- Miscellaneous
- The Fire
- Life Is Not A Waiting Room
- Let It Enfold You
- From the Depths of Dreams
- Still Searching
- Rum Is for Drinking Not Burning
- Follow Your Bliss - The Best of Senses Fail
- Split
- 2015 Warped Tour Compilation
- Warped Tour 2015
- Senses Fail
- The Importance of the Moment of Death
- Senses Fail - Box Set
- War Paint
- Drive-Thru Invasion Tour Compilation
- Vagrant Records UK Sampler 2005
- Live at Cervantes Theatre Denver, Colorado 0928-2004