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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Book of What?

You can make your choice,
But it'll stay the same,
Because a company,
Is behind every name.

If we fool ourselves,
We're the only ones to blame,
And only revolution,
Is gonna heal the pain

What? is the name of the band that plays,
The songs about, the end of days\

They will help your symptoms,
But never give the cure
The ones who know and say this
Are the ones who's heart is pure

Every promise they made,
Was only watered down,
So before it's too late,
Let's run 'em out of town!

What? is the name of the band that plays,
The songs of truth, at the end of days

Yeah we'd better wake up
Satan put us to sleep
If you don't believe me,
Just keep watching TV

All he let's us afford,
Is a bacon extra cheese
As it kills us he's laughing
And he saw it in HD

What? is the name of the band that plays,
The songs that warn you about the end of days

Enemy

Enemy

Well I know now it all wasn't real,
And I know you don't care how I feel,
It really hurts me,
My enemy in the box

And I know you side with companies,
And the world that's against you and me,
How could this be?
My enemy in the box

And it feels like the end of the world,
And it seems like the end of the world,
There's no sympathy,
From my enemy in the box

And you say that there isn't a God,
So there's no choice, we'll just be at odds,
Eternally,
My enemy in the box

But I will believe in him and me,
And that faith will give us victory,
Just wait and see,
My enemy in the box

And it feels like the end of the world,
And it seems like the end of the world,
But it's meant to be,
My enemy in the box

It won't do any good,
I can't reach you at all,
And all divided houses,
Will always fall

So I guess now we'll just say goodbye,
And there aren't any tears left to cry,
Well Cest La Vie,
My enemy in the box

Well I guess we can't all get along,
I hate singing and writting this song,
Regretfully,
To my enemy in the box

And it feels like the end of the world,
And it seems like the end of the world,
I guess I'll just leave,
My enemy in the box

And it feels like the end of the world,
And it seems like the end of the world,
All your mocking decreed,
Your my enemy in the box