My generation as nation has a reputation For looking out for themselves Obnoxious and self-righteous I realize the warning sings are so alive since I
Friction nightclubs, nightstalkers fast women, fast talkers loose lips, loose limbs the lovely loveless sunset to sunrise black dresses, black eyes tangles
Dreaming in a nightmare, a dream you beg of me to lay you down to sleep And your reality is lifeless when you wake to me Leave it alone, take your hands
The light that strikes against itself is hard as stone A dream too many full of memories not my own They're only shadows, they'll disappear Their only
Locked in a cell for your very last breath How can it be that, this is your death Something is stirring, way underneath As people ignite the last burning
Feeling the pain Inside this tortured frame Scrying the past Visions in broken glass Riding The Wave To bring back The Ancient Ways Rune Spells be cast
Living in this boring world (Oh yeah) Every day just passing by (Oh yeah) Nobody's fault, I'm making my choice all the time Standing still, feet on
I knew it must've been some big set-up All action just would not let up It's just a little bit back from the main road Where the silence spreads and men
Give me this, give me that Put it there, move it back Dig me a hole, go fill it in That don't look right, do it again The boss man He's been rubbing
Is you ready? Back by popular demand Murderous specialist tactics Wu-Tang Clan, no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this, niggaz ain't ready
Concentrate?can??° you bear the hot blue tears? The weeks?advancing sunset lines? The winds that cripple bittersweet compassion when you waste it? a??
Zero friction, zero friction Zero friction, zero friction Zero friction Ooh, in my life Huge space station Man it with a chimp until it dies Zero friction
unwrapped and bitten an invitation to your side i missed the friction if it's in my head, it's in your size you are, you're making me mad afraid you've
Here in this tribe that we live in Misunderstanding is just a part of life So quick to blame those around us For all our problems and things that hold
Yes, no, yes, no, maybe, no All you're going to hear in this world that rocks and rolls Something mistaken, a dream taken from magazine fiction I fear
When this fleeting limelight fades And we're alone again What name will your heart speak? What is true? What is real? Not what you feel? What you know
In anxiousness I'm twisting Drift into restlessness This prison keeps shapeshifting walls I think you suffocate me Constricting everything So quick to
to shoot yourself in the head. to separate the truth. to die with all this tension. in games based on fiction, feel this friction to turn the mess about