the sun can kill life
but it's the source of life too
don't mess with the sun

please just lie to me...
i need to feel loved by you
fuck reality

one man sits alone
while another has it all
both in the same world

bedroom's such a mess
this is really unlike me
... no motivation...

anarchy riots
a couch burning in the street
kids losing parents

stuck at a party
dying to get a pizza...
ha, life can be fun

i need someone close
all my thoughts fester inside
they need to air out

the rush compels him...
dodging bullets he escapes
run, jailbird, run fast

the smell of ashes
it's time for her to wake up
fleeing humans scream...

clouds group together
almost like a flock of birds
they sing divine songs

she's been through the war
he held her captive for months...
now she must rebuild

the growl of a dog
covers up a loving heart
the pup's wagging tail

i wish you'd slap me
"fairytales don't come true, fool!"
... i wish i was sane

love crumbles worse than
any building ever has
it leaves you hopeless

there is nothing "wrong"
with criminal masterminds
it's evolution

covered in ashes
the artist's unconscious work
rising from the dead