-when we will return-

when i started to see all the music in my mind, and we told ourselves everything would be fine we created a poison to fill up our lungs and called it a four-letter word called love. throughout my veins a chemical pulses in time. you can see it, but you can't tell if it's mine. endorphin rush every time i see that silhouette in front of me. we pressed our bodies into one and sailed off the ocean and into the sun. we're sailing into the sun and we cannot tell you when we will return.

-twenty second century-

with our hands held high, we question the times we felt so alone. and we question the sky: "why were we put here to wait so long?" while we enjoy the memory of everything you'll never see in the twenty second century, they say there won't be nobody to remember me. nobody will remember me. with our hands held high, remember the times that time took so long? and we questioned the sky: "why were we put here to feel so alone?" tell us what to do, we are so scared and so confused. for the twenty seconds that we turn to you, you know we're looking for the truth. while we laid in our beds they pointed their big guns right at our heads, wouldn't listen to a word we said, and covered the sheets and the headboard in red. uugghh... with our hands on the ground we question the times that we heard the sound of beating war drums in our hometown. i cannot believe this feeling now, we place our hands back on the ground.

-here we go, hold on!-

everyone will feel the lights i dim. the water has boiled above the rim. tell me why you place yourself on him. i wonder how fast you'll learn to swim. sharks will bite, you know they smell your limbs. hope you can feel me when you see the fin. alive with amusement yes i crawl in your skin and live on everything you feel within, yeah. now i must say i'm so glad to move on. why do we believe that we're lonely? now's the time, here we go fuckers hold on!

-at loss of...-

we're losing ourselves to see if we'll keep our hold, to see if we'll keep control of our lost souls. and if we grow old before our song is sung, we'll float into the clouds, you can sail into the sun. at loss of ourselves you know we're holding on, we're holding on. don't lose it my friend, you know that every day could be the end. and if you follow the trend, you know we might not have a hand to lend. at loss of ourselves, you know we're holding on, we're holding on.

-the art of separation-

we separate soil and worms from the roots of this weed. this is a disease, spread from your little poison seed! you hear me? this is the emptiness we breed! you feel me? this is the demon we conceive! you need me? sorry that i don't disagree! i know why. why we feel like this all the time! don't you know why? why do we feel like this all the time? we separate grains of the sand from the palms of our hands. this is a demand! shelter your every living friend! i know why, why we feel like this all the time! don't you know why? why do we feel like this all the time?

-keep that in mind (for nicki)-

i need you, i bleed you, my little red blood cells give you life. i bleed you cause i breathe you. when you're with me the air tastes so nice. i wish you all the world's happiness that you can conceive in your mind. i see you as the best thing to happen to me in my whole life, so keep that in mind. cause if i ain't loved i must be blind. if i ain't loved, i'm blind. know about mistakes. made so many, but that's so far behind. all i know now is you are so perfect for me, so now i sing. if i ain't loved i must be blind, so i hope that you will stay with me tonight.