Hate To Sound Sleazy, But Tease Me,

Sometimes When I'm Alone I Cry, Cause I Am On My Own. The Tears I Cry Are Bitter And Warm. They Flow With Life But Take No Form I Cry Because My Heart Is Torn. I Find It Difficult To Carry On. If I Had An Ear To Confide In, I Would Cry Among My Treasured Friend, But Who Do You Know That Stops That Long, To Help Another Carry On. The World Moves Fast And It Would Rather Pass By. Then To Stop And See What Makes One Cry, So Painful And Sad. And Sometimes... I Cry And No One Cares About Why.

Somebody Help Me, Tell Me Where To Go From Here Cause Even Thugs Cry, But Do The Lord Care?

Tomorrow Comes After The Dark

A Coward Dies A Thousand Times, A Soldier Dies But Once.

The Ground Is The Symbol For The Poor People; The Poor People Is Gonna Open Up This Whole World And Swallow Up The Rich People. It's Gonna Be Like - There Might Be Some Cannibalism Out This Mother. They Might Eat The Rich.