Lyrics

Key of E Minor  –  May, 2008

No more sexile fantasies, no more soylent green

There’s just exile on your knees, loathing what you’ve seen

There’s no clues to what’s inside, know not what they mean

There’s no place where you can hide, towards the edge you lean

——– Grail seeking instead, Let the Angels sing.

             Hail, the King is dead. Long live the King

Romeo and Juliet, answered not to be

What if they had never met, where’s the tragedy

Truth and logic like to lie, whisper words for free

There’s no place that you can’t fly, touch the ground, you’ll see

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Easter Bunny walked away, Santa Claus ain’t real

Heard the same talk yesterday, check is in the mail

So afraid to break the ties, so afraid to fail

No one’s there to hear your cries, everyone’s for sale

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Money Shot!

FIN

© 2008