I'm justified, I'm sanctified in you
I'm nothing less
Torn apart inside myself
A dripping bloody mess
I need your love, your strength to guide
Facing life renewed
Each day in you I...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Who needs God when you're like me?
I'm driving off a cliff.
I got everything in technology.
I'm driving off a cliff.
Why should I brake my zone of comfort?
I'm driving off a cliff....Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Did you see it?
Could you sense the tension?
Thickness was building,
Yet for a surprise crimson starlight.
Your chanting my curse.
It's a lovesick dead end.
Your whitewashed lies.
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Gurgling, gasping for air.
I need the breath of life.
The breath of life.
The breath of life.
I am weak from the fight and I can still hear them celebrating victory.
Wipi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
I'll tell, tell ya when we get there.
I got a problem, it wasn't always there.
Suddenly my room mates are drinking,
Drinking way, way, way, way too much beer
And pukeing up, pasing...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Heart ripped indecision, my pain
Death, breaking, decaying
Twisting my inside while trying
Enduring cause failing
Hope fleeting diminished
Lost cound last track
One time noose fold...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
The need to realize
Shot, shot, shot, blank
Staring down the barrel of my arm
Shot, shot, shot, dead
It's over drawn black
Shot, shot, shot, red
No restrictions
Sucking eyes inward...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Waaaaaaaah!
Another casuality, misplaced, misfit,
Degenerate youth not reconed with.
I'm not a statistic,
I refuse to be part of your plan in a world decaying.
You make me ashamed ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Am I waiting for nothing at all?
Hawhee, hawhee, hawhee,
Oh baby. and what are you saving yourself for?
Hawhee, hawhee.
Oh my little one, don't be ashamed with my heart w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Your substantial credibility
Isn't much a part of me
A spreading sickness, poor in taste
No sense of reality
Following the newest trend, it's cutting edge
So you pretend to be...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss