oh, my loveplease don't cryi'll wash my bloody handsand we'll start a new lifei ripped out his throatand called you on the telephoneto take off my disguisejust in time to hear you crywhen you, you mourn the deathof your bloody valentinethe night he diedyou mourn the...

Waiting down at the end of the corridorDon't know this place but I swear I've been here beforeThe shadows dance with the pictures that hang up on the wallsI hear them laughing as I wander the hallsI can feel my palms sweating nowPacing back and forward with nothing to...

Yeah!...here we go.It's a new day, but it all feels oldIt's a good life, that's what I'm toldBut everything, it all just feels the sameAt my high school, it felt more to me like a jail cell, a penitentiaryMy time spent there it only made me seeThat I don't ever wanna...

Take a look at my life, all blackTake a look at my clothes, all blackLike Johnny Cash, all blackLike The Rolling Stones wanna paint it blackLike the night that we met, all blackLike the colour of your dress, all blackLike the seats in my CadillacI used to see red, now...

I don’t know what it isThat makes me feel aliveI don’t know how to wakeThe things that sleep insideI only wanna see the lightThat shines behind your eyesI hope that I can sayThe things I wish I’d saidTo sing my soul to sleepAnd take me back to bedYou want to be...

I don't know what it isThat makes me feel aliveI don't know how to wakeThe things that sleep insideI only wanna see the lightThat shines behind your eyesI hope that I can sayThe things I wish I'd saidTo sing my soul to sleepAnd take me back to bedYou want to be...

I don’t know what it isThat makes me feel aliveI don’t know how to wakeThe things that sleep insideI only wanna see the lightThat shines behind your eyesI hope that I can sayThe things I wish I’d saidTo sing my soul to sleepAnd take me back to bedYou want to be...

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Woke up this morning with the strangest feelingI had a nightmare, but I wasn't dreamingI ran outside to see, it's not 2003Turned on the radio, it's so confusingRappers were singing and rockers DJ'ingThere's no guitars on the songs that they're playingI called my...