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Edge of Darkness
04:11
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You think you know me,
What I want, who I am, how I feel.
You say you love me.
Without your touch the words just don’t feel real.
The voices in my head have nothing left to say.
The colors in my bed have all turned to grey.
CHORUS:
I’m on the edge of darkness. Light no longer burns my eyes.
On the edge of sanity I scream!
No one hears. No one cares.
On the edge of darkness till the day I die. Until I die.
I used to know you,
How you smell, how you taste, what you need.
I need to show you
What I like, how I lust, why I bleed.
I want to wake happy or never wake again.
If I can’t be happy, let me sleep until the end.
[CHORUS]
{Solo}
[CHORUS]
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2. |
World in Pieces
03:40
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Anger fills your brain.
Wars rage through our land.
Hatred towards mankind
And all it has planned.
Confrontations fill our world,
Spurred by politicians
Ending unemployment.
Employing the morticians.
CHORUS:
Destruction, Corruption, leading to the end.
Deception, Rejection, you are your only friend.
Sanity of humanity has crumbled in a heap.
This world's in pieces, laying shattered at my feet.
The almighty dollar
Fills your mind with greed.
No longer caring
That your neighbor's in need.
Watch out for number one,
To hell with the rest.
Who can you step on
To suit your needs best?
[CHORUS] {Solo}
Infatuation,
Everyone's so vain.
Look inside yourself.
You're no longer sane.
Watch out for number one,
To hell with the rest.
Who can you step on
To suit your needs best?
[CHORUS] <at your feet>
Shattered! Shattered! Shattered at my feet. Shattered! Shattered!
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3. |
Prisoner
05:18
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No brick walls, no iron bars.
No armed guards or armored cars.
Confined in a fleshy cell.
Locked inside this living hell.
True love failed at what cost?
Passion for life is now lost.
Twisted thoughts consuming dreams
With loneliness and wicked schemes. Wicked schemes.
CHORUS:
Prisoner in my head,
Held captive in my mind.
He sleeps here in my bed,
This prisoner, prisoner in my head.
Promises all turned to lies.
Your leaving was no surprise.
Then this fear crept right in.
You may not be back again.
Anger, frustration and pain
Making rounds again and again.
Can I ever break free
Of these chains binding me? Binding me.
[CHORUS]
{Solo}
World around me is unreal.
Pain is all that I can feel.
Inflicted on myself, you see.
The prisoner in my head is me.
Guilty of no earthly crime.
Still in my brain I'm doing time.
Pity, pity, life in vain
If I should drive myself insane. Self Insane.
[CHORUS]
Prisoner in my mind.
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4. |
The Watcher
04:01
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The sins of our fathers are passed down through the years.
The transgressions of their mentor once filled them with fear.
Now our little children wait to receive their fate.
Can we break this cycle, or is it much too late?
There is one who watches all that we try,
From the time we are born till the second that we die.
He watches over day and night to see what we will do.
Will we find the path that's right, or lose our way, too?
CHORUS:
Generations come and go.
The watcher sees them all.
Each one tries to change this world.
He watches each one fall.
He's trying to help us, pointing which way to go.
But is he good or evil? How can we really know?
He may be a god, or just the devil
Fighting his old battle between good and evil.
[CHORUS]
{Solo}
The ways of hatred, corruption and greed
Grow stronger each day in thoughts and in deed.
We need a better world for our sons and our daughters.
But can one man calm the raging waters?
[CHORUS]
You can run, but you cannot hide.
The watcher sees all, deep inside.
Private thoughts are not secret.
Your soul is no longer your own.
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5. |
Icon
04:39
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You look in the mirror. See what no one can.
Image of perfection, you are your only fan.
People fall at your feet; kiss the ground you're on,
Positioned to be trampled, suckered by your con.
CHORUS:
You are just an icon,
The image of integrity,
Self-proclaimed idol.
You're just an icon.
The color of your hair is not all that's insincere.
Deceit runs deep in you. Your game is clear.
Chew 'em up and spit 'em out, take all that you can.
Giving nothing in return, what have you become?
[CHORUS]
Victims don't know what hit, taken for a ride.
Appearance, superficial, truth lies deep inside.
You say you're a friend, friendship one sided.
You can't see your ways. Can you be blind?
[CHORUS]
{SOLO}
[CHORUS]
You are your only friend. Your game is clear.
Truth lies deep inside, you fucking Icon.
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6. |
Icon (radio edit)
04:27
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You look in the mirror. See what no one can.
Image of perfection, you are your only fan.
People fall at your feet; kiss the ground you're on,
Positioned to be trampled, suckered by your con.
CHORUS:
You are just an icon,
The image of integrity,
Self-proclaimed idol.
You're just an icon.
The color of your hair is not all that's insincere.
Deceit runs deep in you. Your game is clear.
Chew 'em up and spit 'em out, take all that you can.
Giving nothing in return, what have you become?
[CHORUS]
Victims don't know what hit, taken for a ride.
Appearance, superficial, truth lies deep inside.
You say you're a friend, friendship one sided.
You can't see your ways. Can you be blind?
[CHORUS]
{SOLO}
[CHORUS]
You are your only friend. Your game is clear.
Truth lies deep inside. Icon.
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7. |
Wasting Away
05:28
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Wasting away one day at a time,
Locked in this cell, but I did no crime.
Tried to get loose, but I couldn't break free.
Why can't you all just let me be?
Stuck in this job to pay all my bills,
The pay is cheap and there are no thrills.
Don't regret all the things I have done.
Why couldn't I have been the lucky one? (Lucky one)
CHORUS:
Wasting away, days turn to years.
My heart's turned black; I've cried all my tears.
Is there no help, nowhere to turn?
The candle is short, at both ends it burns.
"I do" are words I'm not ready to say.
Will she be the one that got away?
So many girls that I've left behind.
Ten years past, she's still on my mind.
I'm wasting away one day at a time.
Nothing is left, I've fried my mind.
Can't change the past, what's done is done.
Why couldn't I have been the lucky one? (Lucky one)
[CHORUS]
[Solo]
What good has all your talking done,
Trying to save me with reason?
Don't understand, can't you see?
I've reached the point of insanity!
The barrel chokes me as the hammer falls.
The reaper greets me with his beckoning call.
He's here to tell me, my time has come.
Now I'm finally the lucky one! (Lucky one)
[CHORUS]
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Wasting away one day at a time,
Locked in this cell, but I did no crime.
Tried to get loose, but I couldn't break free.
Why can't you all just let me be?
Stuck in this job to pay all my bills,
The pay is cheap and there are no thrills.
Don't regret all the things I have done.
Why couldn't I have been the lucky one? (Lucky one)
CHORUS:
Wasting away, days turn to years.
My heart's turned black; I've cried all my tears.
Is there no help, nowhere to turn?
The candle is short, at both ends it burns.
"I do" are words I'm not ready to say.
Will she be the one that got away?
So many girls that I've left behind.
Ten years past, she's still on my mind.
I'm wasting away one day at a time.
Nothing is left, I've fried my mind.
Can't change the past, what's done is done.
Why couldn't I have been the lucky one? (Lucky one)
[CHORUS]
[Solo]
What good has all your talking done,
Trying to save me with reason?
Don't understand, can't you see?
I've reached the point of insanity!
The barrel chokes me as the hammer falls.
The reaper greets me with his beckoning call.
He's here to tell me, my time has come.
Now I'm finally the lucky one! (Lucky one)
[CHORUS]
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