All that you suffer is all that you are
All that you smother is all that you are
And you're saying you're seeing, you're saying who you are
What takes meaning is cleaning the meaning of who you are
All may say
I will dream
All may say
All of your struggles beneath your disguise
Drink from the reasons that hold you alive
'Til we're safe from the wounds of desire and pain
You must rise from the mounds of desire and change
Too late to discover peace of mind
Too late to recover me
All you see and all you breathe and all you cease to be
Taken down your only son and what he means to me
Your dream will be
To dream with me
Will you wait? Yes I will, I will wait for you
To cleanse your life takes more than time
Take what you want
Take all of it
Too late to discover peace of mind (have no peace of mind)
To late to recovershe only hurts you,
when she knows you can't defend.
so wrapped up in deception,
a reflection is her only friend.
not everyone is taken in,
by the image you portray.
if your mind and soul,
can't get control,
you'll use your body in any way.
prisoner of the silver plane,
it's just a false veneer.
underneath you're just the same,
the same as everybody here.
your lipstick lies and your poison kisses.
burning fire in your thighs.
sweet taste of sin in everthing,
no vision of beauty just a poor disguise.
life's not like a fairytale.
not everyone is nice.
she uses you, abuses you,
but makes you sacrifice...
not an innocent child,
as she'll have you all belive,
but a graduate in carnal lust,
sexual depravity.
with her flesh she'll compromise,
she'll take you for a ride.
she's always there the univited,
but still she gets inside.
not eveything revolves round you.
though you carry on that way.
you use your hips like roulette chips,
layed on the table in the games you play.