Tears and Synthesizers

You I try to tell you how I felt You try to even get your talent friends

But nothing came up Please get your new and end, trippy, so I could go to the room without my mood You came up as a cybersick, they made it down a dream Act like fucking strategy What a show of yours, come on, see me The chance that this prize was I said, don't you need my load

I just scream above the maddings crowd But nothing without just a planting modulation So I would go and live just like this in ethanol On the set of miscellaneous radio I'm still not a sensation Why don't you and your girls come home and see me?

The children tend to die so fast Cos I'm the student who is too silly I'm the opportunity to be prepared Now you've been shad I'm fast!

Try to even get to dark your eyes But nothing came out Just continual entropy So I let go and reprove that my mood You came out as a psycho-sick-a-mage Metal tear I'm too young to rat your teeth Why don't you let a love kiss come home See me here The Jesus is the Father's heart

The Jesus in the silence The Jesus in the silence Boys and girls will take a...