Disillusioned Words Like Bullets Bark As Human

Chaos Is A Friend Of Mine.

How Many Times Have You Heard Someone Say If I Had His Money I'd Do Things My Way Hmm, But Little They Know Hmm, It's So Hard To Find One Rich Man In Ten With A Satisfied Mind.

He Not Busy Being Born Is Busy Dying.

Down The Street The Dogs Are Barking And The Day Is Getting Dark. As The Night Comes In A-falling, The Dogs´ll Lose Their Bark And The Silent Night Will Shatter From The Sounds Inside My Mind, For I´m One To Many Mornings And A Thousand Miles Behind. From The Crossroads Of My Doorstep, My Eyes They Start To Fade, As I Turn My Head Back To The Room Where My Love And I Have Laid.

Sometimes I'm Thinkin' I'm Too High To Fall Other Times I'm Thinkin' I'm So Low I Don't Know If I Can Come Up At All