Pull the syringe away from my arm and watch it fall to the floor (I have decided) My tomorrow does not need you All your talk and all your ideals run
Translation: Nodes of Ranvier. A Clean Head And A Clear Conscience.
it do it do it do it, do it do it do it) It feels good to be back (Do it do it do it do it, do it do it do it) I missed ya Relax your mind, let your conscience
the waiting to be free Talk is the easy send, everyone heard Ask as you seek the clear, ask and you can This play is of a myriad of conscience sitting
Like we do, like we do? It's alright for some What a life, me and you Oblivious we stay Looking for ourselves, if that's okay With our conscience clear
or them It's insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
frozen heart, lost what's left to lose I'm alone and what I promise is death to you And it's true my only fear is I have none My conscience makes me
And we don't belong here at all There's no explanation or forewarning Underneath all the crimson linings We approach the streets with a clear conscience
my development was arrested I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so sick if I spoke to you, you'd be infected Then my conscience was cleared
down no more Can't you stop the lies Falling from the skies Down on me? I'm still standing Can't you roll the dice I might be surprised? Conscience clear
anyway Was it worth all pain, I'm crying in the wind I must answer myself everyday Was it worth all pain, I'm crying in my sleep And my conscience will never be clear
's for tryin to brace, cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's place the cover in a maced ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off conscience
Klan (Cave in) He's the motive and the conscience of the murderer (He can redeem your sin) He's the preacher on TV (Strong heart) The false sincerity (Clear
absurd You don't know me, let alone my intent Actions do not always self represent I don't feel urgency in explaining My conscience opaquely clear
absurd You don't know me let alone my intent Actions do not always self represent I don't feel urgency in explaining My conscience opaquely clear The
, oh please don't think ill of it Cause it's the reason I exists But you, you're the crutch of a cripple You're the calm of a conscience You're the peace