Brandon Lee by 69 eyes
What would there be
As the river of sadness turns into sea
Could there be another thousand stories like you and me
Wanted a heart,Wanted a soul
More than anything else in this world
But we are doomed
Our flesh and wounds
I would never give in
Just like the Moon does
We rise'n'shine'n
Over you that I
Rise'n'shine'n
Victims aren't we all!
What would there be
Beyond the eyes of Brandon Lee
Could there be
A revenging angel
Left to bleed
Wanted the truth,wanted the faith
More than anything else in this world
But we are doomed
Body and soul marooned
I would never give in
Just like the Moon does
We rise'n'shine'n
Over you that I
Rise'n'shine'n
Victims aren't we all!
Framed in blood by 69 eyes
Would you give me the key to the empire of bliss
gimme substance to dissmiss
Everybody's searching for a difference
everybody's searching for the liveliness
gimme just another reason to live
things you can resist things you cannot they're
just framed in blood
Would you give me redemption in your kiss
gimme something that I already miss
Everybody's searching for difference
everybody's searching for providence
gimme just another reason to live
things you can resist things you cannot they're
just framed in blood
Don't turn your back on fear by 69 eyes
So you like the evil and the ghosts
Demon spirits more than most
Little Miss Spookiness
Loves to get scared to death
How could I ever forget
Halloween we met
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Never
So you like the evil and the ghosts
Demon spirits more than most
Little Miss Spookiness
Always laughing at the death
How could I ever forget
Halloween we wed
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Never
Am I not scary enough for you
Am I not scary enough for you
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Don't turn your back my dear
Never turn your back on fear
Never
This is waht I am listening to at the moment.
UNION UNDERGROUND
"Across The Nation"
Now get the guns, the drugs, From my generation.
I’ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it’s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They’re messin’ with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!
Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!
Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.
I’ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it’s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They’re messin’ with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!
Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!
Forget the lies, the money, we’re in this together.
And through it all, they said nothing’s forever.
And they refuse to see the change in me,
Why won’t they wake up? Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!
Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!
Move to the music.
Move it to the music, yeah.
Move to my music.
Live through the music yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move to the music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move it to the music, yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move to my music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Live through the music yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!
Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!
"South Texas Deathride"
Take a look in my mind and justify
Hell, I might even sympathize
But why must you fuck with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break
Never forget your lies
Hypocrisize
Five million might change your mind
But why must you fuck with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break
So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas deathride you motherfuck
So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas man I'm livin' it up
So what if I was your guide
South Texas deathride
Like I said I might sympathize
But why must you fuck with these things I believe
Man it's guilt by association