And this one, just *chilling my bones*...
Inside the vehicle the cold is extreme,
Smoke in my throat, kicks me out of my dream -
I try to relax but its warmer outside,
I fail to connect, it's a tragic divide -
This has become a full time career,
To die young would take only 21 years.
Gun down a school, or blow up a car
The media circus will make you a star.
, flowing out on to a tape,
Is only as loud as the silence it breaks -
Most things decay in a matter of days -
The product is sold, the memory fades...
Crushed like a rose,
In the river flow -
I am, I know ...
What a song. So beautiful, so frightning.