Jie kai wo zui shen mi de deng dai Xing xing zhui luo feng zai chui dong Zhong yu zai jiang ni yong ru huai zhong Liang ke xin chan dou Xiang xin wo
Sailing silver waves Through the skies and 'round your eyes And in the pockets of the tide A meeting place by night Sequin covered swans They're used
Life is meaningless without you Love can be such a beautiful torture My heart breaks as I long for you Love can be such lovely torture I will climb the
on in I will resist. I've finally realised. As time passed I realised we don't need rule(s) to survive. Just common means I've found my way at last.
stick the stinkin to a stunk If soda was a forty dog, then I would be like drunk If if was a fifth I would lift the fifth and a spliff it's not a myth
Ain't hungry no more, so off me you feed I hustle outta speed between greed and need On the streets where intuition and weed are breed Shoot the gift in fifth, at the myths
in the vale of years Courage unfailing agility exhausted Youth entered challenge reached for title shelved Patrons in attendance to disarm a common myth
, this world is droll All that I know, the unknown knows Talk to me, you flying shadows Wandering into the ozone stew Keep your myths from the embryos
I know of a party Where they all dance around to your heart beat Bring your own agenda and embrace your flaws Lets put a face on this common cause [chorus
it coming) Where did you see it? Where did you see it?(x2) Why are you panting baby? Is it to hard to keep up with what you said? From the outskirts of common
greed and theft? Their blood stained flags are rags to our future, Tattered remnant of our individual rights. These rulers are common murderers and thieves
Myths, legends, untold stories Pass by like successive seasons Mythical oaths, forgotten glories They don't happen without reason Whispering secrets
. I need a good kick in the ass. As time passed by I realized we don't need rule(s) to survive. Just common sense and means to subsist. So from here on
stories about how they used to fight Screaming, slamming doors, keep the neighbors up at night And me their evil baby child brother Just about the last thing they have in common
number one style From a small town where imaginations run wild And if this is a race I should pick up the pace So the line between reality and myth is
the surface lies A holy plastic empire With guarded golden fences Where misfortune Shelters decisions A pain wrought from blood flowing green The myth
it surely looks like fun? Kill them all and let God sort 'em out Like video games, no mess [Incomprehensible] fuel to fill a mass lapse of common sense
compatibility I don't fron tnothing I am what I am I do what I can I nod or I shake your hand For a greeting That's the common and pleasing All right,
